While Yun Quan was speaking, no one saw four figures sneaking in quietly from a passage on the edge of the square.

These four people were Qin Yichen and Yunyin. However, when they saw Yun Quan in mid-air, they did not rush to show up. Instead, they quietly watched.

They wanted to see what Yun Quan wanted to do.

"In the past 100,000 years, other top races have become emperor-level races. However, our race is still stagnant and has not even increased in strength. Why is this?"

Yun Quan also did not notice Qin Yichen and the other two. He looked directly at Yun Yao and shouted loudly, like thunder, resounding in the sky above the square.

Hearing this, countless strong men of the Yun Ling clan were slightly startled. At this time, many strong men remembered that although their Yun Ling clan was developing steadily, over the past hundred thousand years, their race

The strength has indeed not increased much.

"It's strange. With the background of our clan, it shouldn't be like this, right?"

"Perhaps the ancestors of the past generations deliberately concealed the secret power of our clan?"

"What does Holy Lord Yunquan mean by this? Is this related to the ancestors?"

For a moment, whispers resounded in the square, and glances were invariably directed at the figure on the top of the altar.

Qin Yichen also frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that Yun Quan's words were actually somewhat true.

Logically speaking, even if a race developed like the Yunling clan cannot become an imperial race, its strength will definitely become stronger, just like the human race.

Although when the master of the old palace died, the human race was in a state of decline, it was undeniable that in addition to the combat power of the strongest, the human race was becoming more and more powerful.

Under Yun Quan's loud shout, Yun Yao, who was a little angry at first, turned stiff. Faced with the gazes of countless eyes, her head even hung slightly as if because of guilt.

"Clan leader, why is this? Is someone trying to steal our clan's luck?"

Looking at Yun Yao's appearance, countless powerful men were filled with astonishment, and voices of doubt also sounded quietly.

"Luck? Humph, it's not that someone is taking away our family's luck, but the ignorance of our ancestors and you is the reason why our family has stagnated!"

A flash of light flashed in Yun Quan's eyes, and his eyes slowly left Yun Yao. He glanced at the huge square below, and a cold snort also resounded: "It's you who only know how to place your hopes on the illusory."

On top of worshiping ancestors, it’s you who have wasted my clan’s luck and nurtured the ancestors’ spirits, which is simply ridiculous!”

"boom!"

While countless Yunling clan members were still immersed in the shock of Yun Quan's words, Yun Quan suddenly stretched out his palm, and the clouds and mist surged, directly covering the ancestral palace swaying in the clouds and mist.

"Buzz..."

Following Yun Quan's movements, the stone pillars with runes flowing one after another on the square also became dim.

"Yunquan, what do you want to do?!"

Upon seeing this, the old man on the stone steps of the altar immediately shouted loudly. Countless tribesmen were also shocked because of Yun Quan's move.

The ancestor worship ceremony has been held for tens of thousands of years. During these long years, the ancestor worship ceremony has already become one of the most important events of the Yunling clan!

An accident like today has never happened before!

And the person who caused all this was actually the most powerful person in their clan!

Everyone looked at Yun Quan with some confusion, and many of them even had a look of anger.

"My people, wake up. The only ones who can save our people are ourselves. Don't place your hopes on things that are simply impossible to achieve."

However, facing those eyes, Yun Quan did not feel uncomfortable at all. He sighed softly, as if he was pitiful.

Listening to his words, the bodies of countless powerful men trembled slightly, obviously feeling quite touched.

"Yun Quan, don't confuse the public with your lies here. Ancestor worship rituals are not only about cultivating ancestral spirits, but also about respecting our ancestors. What you are doing is insulting our ancestors!"

Seeing this scene, Yun Yao's face darkened, and she finally couldn't help but let out a loud drink.

"My lies are misleading the public? Humph, isn't it because of this that the ancestral palace took away our family's luck?"

Yun Quan snorted coldly and shouted without any compromise.

"Of course not, our clan's luck is..."

Yunyao denied it outright, but when she said this, her voice suddenly stopped and her expression changed slightly.

Seeing the patriarch's hesitant appearance, countless powerful men were slightly startled. Could it be that what Yun Quan said about the fate of the Yunling clan being taken away was actually true?

"What is it? Is there anyone else who has taken away our family's luck?"

Yun Quan looked like his conspiracy had succeeded and sneered.

At this time, what was surprising was that Yun Yao did not scold him anymore, but fell silent, as if she felt guilty.

In fact, only the most powerful members of the Yunling clan are qualified to know about luck.

After Yun Quan became the most powerful, Yun Yao also followed the instructions of his ancestors and informed him of the matter. However, I am afraid that Yun Yao and countless ancestors never dreamed that their grand plan would be used as an excuse by their own people.

Come to attack!

In the square, countless eyes were constantly turning on Yun Yao and Yun Quan. Their hearts were full of doubts. Among the two most powerful men in their clan, who was telling the truth?

Could it be that there are some ulterior secrets hidden in this?

Judging from the clan leader's appearance, it seemed that there was something really being hidden from them.

"What? You don't even dare to confess this kind of thing to your tribe?"

After a brief pause, Yun Quan suddenly sneered and said, "Since you don't dare to say it, I will tell the clan members about it!"

"Yun Quan, how dare you go against the teachings of your ancestors!"

Hearing this, Yunyao's expression finally changed suddenly, and there was a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"The ancestral teachings? Are the ancestral teachings asking me to deceive my own people? Sorry, I, Yun Quan, can't do that!"

Facing Yun Yao's obstruction, Yun Quan snorted coldly. His eyes slowly looked at the countless tribesmen below, and his face seemed to be full of grief.

"My people, we have all been deceived by our ancestors. The reason why our clan has stagnated is actually because those selfish ancestors took away our destiny!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Yun Quan's voice full of sorrow also sounded: "The ancestors did not think about how to strengthen themselves, but instead spent their thoughts on evil ways..."

"Even the people who were born after tens of thousands of years of our clan's luck were spoiled by you and turned into trash that only knows how to play!"
Chapter completed!