Chapter 725: Unworthy of Becoming the Yun Tribe's Clan Leader!

More than ten people, all dressed in splendid garments, stood on the high platform, their gazes resolute and sharp.

"Quick, stop them!"

In an instant, countless guards surrounded them; on closer look, each one was stunned, for many of these people were familiar faces!

"What are you doing?"

Yun Ba Hai barked coldly from the ceremony platform, clearly having recognized some of those inside.

"Yu'er, come down quickly!"

"Yun Jue, are you crazy?"

Among these people, several even belonged to the Yun Tribe Core Lineage; seeing them act so, their elders were greatly shocked and hurried to persuade them to step down.

Causing a disturbance at the Clan Leader Succession Ceremony of the Yun Tribe is no joke!

"Yun Lan is unfit to become our Yun Tribe's Clan Leader!"

More than ten people shouted in unison, astonishing everyone.

As the words fell, they lunged toward Yun Lan, and at the same time a whiff of blood spread through the air!

"Quick, stop them; they intend to block the Clan Leader Succession Ceremony!"

Someone shouted loudly.

In the Yun Tribe there is a rule: no blood may be seen during the Clan Leader Succession Ceremony, as it is deemed an ominous sign; if fresh blood stains the new Clan Leader during the ceremony, the ceremony is cancelled and that person cannot become Clan Leader for three years.

Thus, their purpose is clear: to prevent Yun Lan from succeeding as Clan Leader!

In the crowd, someone took advantage of the chaos, rose from a spot far from the ceremony platform, and walked toward a position nearer the platform; no one paid attention to his movement.

Yun Lan's cold gaze swept over these people, a sneer curling at her lips, disdainful: "Overreaching!"

She snorted coldly, and a tremendously powerful aura burst from her whole body, startling everyone,

"What a mighty Emperor's aura!"

Even in the Yun Tribe, where masters are as numerous as clouds, the Emperor is top‑tier combat power; among the vast Yun Tribe, Emperors are few in number!

Before an Emperor, even saints are no match, let alone those weaker than saints!

Those people were drenched in blood, trying to get human blood onto Yun Lan so she would temporarily lose her eligibility to succeed as Clan Leader.

But even though they surged forward like a broken bamboo, unstoppable, they still could not get close to Yun Lan.

"Get out!"

Yun Lan let out a roar; those people were blasted away, spitting blood as they flew, crashing heavily onto the ground.

These people all belong to the Yun Tribe Bloodline, so Yun Lan naturally did not strike a killing blow, yet they were badly wounded and could not get up for a while.

"Up!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and another wave of people surged out toward Yun Lan.

The attendees were all dumbfounded; they hadn't expected anyone to cause such a ruckus at this solemn Succession Ceremony.

This wave still wasn't a match for Yun Lan; they couldn't get their blood onto Yun Lan's red ceremonial robes.

Of course, even if it did stain, it would be hard to notice.

After dealing with this wave, Yun Lan lifted her gaze toward the ceremony platform.

"Third Brother, that's enough; your men cannot stop today's Succession Ceremony."

Yun Lan's voice deliberately blended with Mysterious Force, reaching every ear present.

"What?"

These people, are they sent by Yun Zhongyue?

In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on Yun Zhongyue.

Yun Zhongyue's crimson thin lips curved into a faint arc, yet she said nothing.

With a single glance from Yun Lan, someone instantly moved to search the bodies of those she had knocked to the ground.

"Clan Leader, they are members of the Spirit Chaser Wing!"

"Spirit Chaser Wing?"

The onlookers' gazes at Yun Zhongyue grew even more subtle.

If these people truly belong to the Spirit Chaser Wing, and Yun Lan says they are Yun Zhongyue's people, wouldn't that imply Yun Zhongyue is the mysterious Leader of the Spirit Chaser Wing?

Yun Ba Hai stood up, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Yun Lan's eyes showed a hint of sorrow, "Third Brother, I know you've always favored Sister, thinking of her constantly, which is why you formed the Spirit Chaser Wing; over the years I said little because I, like you, miss Sister, but why must you be so ruthless? I'm your younger sister after all!"

Yun Lan spoke, her eyes moist, earning much sympathy.

Over the years, Yun Lan was always compared to Yun Ling, and seemed dim beside Yun Ling's brilliance; but Yun Ling is long gone—why sacrifice the people before her?

Yun Zhongyue looked at Yun Lan, a trace of coldness appearing in her eyes.

"Everyone need not doubt, I am indeed the Leader of the Spirit Chaser Wing. They are indeed my brothers of the Spirit Chaser Wing."

Yun Zhongyue's open admission surprised everyone.

Yun Zhongyue's gaze shifted to Yun Lan, "As for why they appear here today, it wasn't my arrangement; they came of their own volition."

Yun Lan's complexion changed slightly.

Yun Zhongyue's words seemed to say that opposing her becoming Clan Leader was the will of the people?

"Indeed, we came of our own will! Yun Lan, you have committed many evils, unfit to become Clan Leader!"

Someone raised an arm and shouted, others followed suit; such voices rose and fell in the crowd, forming a surging wave.

Yun Lan's face turned very grim.

"You, Yun Zhongyue, dare to publicly humiliate me; when I ascend to the Clan Leader's seat, I will make you unable to live nor die!"

However, as Yun Lan said, the Spirit Chaser Wing members at most only humiliated her, slowing her ascent, but could not truly stop her from becoming the Yun Tribe's new Clan Leader.

After all, prior to this, the Yun Tribe's senior leadership had already gone through who knows how many discussions—could the new clan leader really be swapped out just by saying so?

Unless... someone more suitable than Yun Lan appears.

From beginning to end, Yun Batian did not intervene in what had just happened, not uttering a single word.

Soon, the members of the Spirit Chaser Wing were taken away, the venue was cleaned up, and not a trace of blood remained.

"Alright, let's continue with the previous steps," Yun Lan said to the master of ceremonies.

After the earlier interruption subsided, the handover of the Clan Leader's Decree resumed.

Is Yun Batian really on his last legs? His movements were extremely slow, making Yun Lan want to step forward and snatch it herself.

As the Clan Leader's Decree was within a foot of her, a clear, ringing voice sounded.