All the gods were shocked.
There were others hiding here?
Even as the ferryman Mu Tianqi's voice echoed on, divine light began to appear one after another in the depths of the ferry crossing.
Before long, a group of figures with terrifying auras strode this way.
There were seven of them.
Five men and two women, every one of them a High Ranking God of the Good Fortune Realm!
"So it's Qin, brother."
Ren Beiyou recognized at a glance that the elderly man at their head, dressed in ancient robes and wearing a high crown, was a Supreme Elder of the Ancient Clan Qin named Qin Chongyang. His seniority was exceptionally high.
Qin Chongyang's expression was indifferent. "Those Divine Sons may live, but the opportunities and treasures on Su Yi have nothing to do with you. Do you understand?"
Ren Beiyou and the others' faces darkened.
This was something they had not anticipated.
"Fellow Daoist, we came bearing the Three Purities Dao Talisman, and you once promised that so long as we cooperated, we would divide Su Yi's good fortune together once the matter was done. Why are you going back on your word now?" Ren Beiyou frowned.
Beside Qin Chongyang, a short, fat gold robe man sneered. "If not for the Three Purities Dao Talisman, we would not have cared to cooperate with outsiders like you!"
Another middle-aged woman in a Daoist robe and tall crown said coldly, "I advise you to give up on that idea. Stay there obediently, and you may still have a chance to take those Divine Sons away. Otherwise, don't blame us for showing no mercy!"
At once, Ren Beiyou, Gamo Buddha, and the others looked even uglier, fury written across every face.
Who could fail to understand that they had crossed the river