Both clans had powerful backers. Behind the Han Clan stood the Zhao Clan, while behind the Zhou Clan stood the Blood Fiend Sect.
The black-robed elder's lips moved a few times. Clearly, he was transmitting a message to the gray-robed elder and the other two.
"The Han Clan!"
The gray-robed elder frowned. The Han Clan had two alchemists capable of refining top-grade pills and enjoyed some renown in the Red Sun Star Domain.
The Zhou Clan had the Blood Fiend Sect at its back and was immensely powerful.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, we have been pursuing the Soul-Devouring Beast all this time. Please return it to us."
Han Yuanfeng spoke.
If it had been an ordinary sixth-rank demon beast, they could have let it go. But the Soul-Devouring Beast was different; they could not yield it to the Zhou Clan.
"We discovered the sixth-rank Soul-Devouring Beast long ago and came here specifically to kill it. What do you mean by returning it to you?"
The gray-robed elder sneered disdainfully.
The two clans already bore old grudges against each other. How could they possibly spit out something that had already reached their mouths?
Han Yuanfeng frowned deeply. It seemed the other side would never return the Soul-Devouring Beast to them.
Han Benfu and Han Changqing hurried over. When they saw the four gray-robed elders, they frowned.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, aren't you going too far?"
Han Benfu said coldly.
"Too far? We killed the Soul-Devouring Beast. Should we hand it over to you? You're the ones going too far."
The gray-robed elder mocked.
"We're taking the Soul-Devouring Beast. Farewell."
The gray-robed elder produced a black light-flashing flying boat and departed with the other three.
Han Benfu and Han Yuanfeng frowned deeply, but they did not stop them.
"Consider us unlucky. We'll swallow this