The fifth elder even ran to Yao Jiutian and whispered: "Mr. Demon King, have you been stimulated and your brain went wrong? Let me help you see!"

Yao Jiutian slapped the fifth elder and touched the hand that touched his head, shouting to the seven elders: "When did the demon clan stipulate that only the demon clan can be the clan leader? Who said that the human clan cannot be the clan leader of the demon clan?"

The seven elders looked at each other when they heard this, and the elder even said, "Although there is indeed no such regulation, this is an obvious thing. It has been passed down from so many generations. Since they are the patriarch of the demon clan, they should naturally be the demon clan!"

Yao Jiutian pointed at the nose of the elder and said, "You are so pedantic! Didn't you even listen to the will of Lord Wanmo King? Tell you that the Lord Wanmo King personally recognized Murong Ningyue as the leader of my demon clan. I didn't expect you to dare to disobey now!"

Hearing that Yao Jiutian moved out the seven elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings, the face suddenly turned shaking. In the history of the demon clan, the Ten Thousand Demon Kings can be said to be the greatest demon immortal. They dare not avoid the fate of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings.

The elder said carefully at this time: "Does Lord Wanmo King really have such a fate? But Lord Wanmo King has been there for so long, how can he leave his will and appoint Murong Ningyue as the patriarch?"

Yao Jiutian then acted as an elder to teach his younger generation a lesson and said, "So you have shallow knowledge. How profound was Lord Wanmo King's cultivation back then? Although he died in battle, his soul is still there. Some time ago, I visited the ruins of the demon clan together. Murong Ningyue and I passed the test of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower. Then Lord Wanmo King appointed Murong Ningyue as the leader of the demon clan. Do you understand this?"

The seven elders listened to Yao Jiutian's story as if they were listening to stories. If what Yao Jiutian said was indeed true, then there was no problem with the position of Murong Ningyue, the clan leader, and the seven elders had no reason to refuse.

But these are all the same words of the demon Jiutian. The great elder also said, "Mr. Demon King, if what you said is true, then we must obey the will of Lord. We just said that there is no basis for you, how can you prove what you said is the truth?"

Yao Jiutian had long expected that the Great Elder would suspect him, so he took out the Wufeng Sword and inserted it on the ground. At this time, the Wufeng Sword had been completely refined by Yao Jiutian, and the three-meter-long sword body was erected in front of the seven elders.

The aura revealed on the Wufeng Sword made the seven elders feel trembling. The Ten Thousand Demon Kings unified the demon clan and also underwent a lot of blood from the demon clan.

So at this time, the seven elders also felt the murderous aura on the Wufeng Sword, and they couldn't help but walk around the Wufeng Sword carefully.

Yao Jiutian said leisurely, "You can look carefully and take a closer look at what this sword is. Once you understand, you will know if what I am telling is the truth?"

After some observation, the seven elders had the answer in their hearts. The elder was a little nervous and said, "My Demon King, is this the sword without a margin used by the Ten Thousand Demon Kings?"

Yao Jiutian looked gloomy when he heard this, "You still have some knowledge and know this Wufeng sword. This Wufeng sword was obtained by me in the ruins of the demon clan. Now you should believe what I said, right?"
Chapter completed!