"Patriarch Yuan Cheng, how could he possibly be Yuan Xiao?!"
"He killed my son—the Young Clan Leader of the Demon Ape Clan."
"I beg you, Patriarch, take action and make him pay the price he deserves."
The Demon Ape Clan Leader suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly pleaded with the figure in the deepest part of the clan grounds.
He was unwilling to accept this. His son might have been somewhat impulsive and cruel by nature, but he had been his only offspring.
The Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan was innately powerful, yet the chances of producing descendants were exceedingly low. Even now, their entire clan numbered only a few thousand.
He was now a Demon Saint Realm existence. It was even more impossible for him to continue producing offspring.
His only heir had been killed before everyone's eyes. So what if the other party had once been an ancestor of the ape clan? Today, he had to seek justice.
"Patriarch Yuan Cheng, the Clan Leader is absolutely right."
"Even if this man is a member of our clan, not only has he made no contribution since returning, he has even slaughtered the Young Clan Leader and several other clansmen."
"So violent and bloodthirsty—how can our Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan welcome him back?"
"That's right. We ask Patriarch to kill him."
As the old ape spoke, the other clan elders also echoed him one after another.
Over the past several hundred years, they had directed their subordinates to swallow up the clansmen of Yuan Xiao's branch, oppressing them without end.
If Yuan Xiao, the ancestor of that branch, were allowed to return, those clansmen whom they had once trampled beneath their feet would certainly not let the matter rest.
So whether for profit or for face, they had to oppose