On the battlefield, the heavenly wind howled, and the atmosphere was somewhat grave.
"Senior, Su Xinghai is my subordinate. Please hand him over to me."
Li Xuancang held the Prison Tiger Bureau in high esteem and did not wish to meet them with blades drawn.
But if the Prison Tiger Bureau insisted on going its own way, Li Xuancang could only act and forcibly take Su Xinghai away.
"Su Xinghai has already fallen into demonic corruption. There is no saving him. If he is allowed to leave, he will surely threaten all living beings under heaven. This old man cannot hand him over to you."
Supreme Elder Qin refused sternly.
The Prison Tiger Bureau regarded the people of the Human Race as its own responsibility. It was duty-bound to deal with Demons, Evil Cultivators, and Otherworldly Races.
Su Xinghai had already fallen onto the demonic path and was beyond all remedy. If he were allowed to continue slaughtering living beings, he would bring a calamity of annihilation upon the Human Race.
When they captured Su Xinghai, the Prison Tiger Bureau had intended to execute him immediately and eliminate future trouble at its root.
However, the killing aura upon Su Xinghai was far too heavy. If they rashly killed him, that killing aura would leak out and poison the world.
With a great war against the Otherworldly Races imminent, the Prison Tiger Bureau had no time to bring Su Xinghai back to the sect for disposal. They could only seal him temporarily within the military camp.
The Prison Tiger Bureau had already made its decision. If they could not hold back the Otherworldly Races, they would kill Su Xinghai without hesitation and never give him the chance to wreak havoc upon the world.
"Today, I will take him away no matter