The screams of the four from the Demon Clan quickly attracted a crowd of talented alchemists.
No one intervened.
They didn't dare to, as neither the Dragon God Holy Temple nor the Demon Clan were forces they could afford to offend.
However, the talented alchemists of the Demon Clan were too arrogant, and watching them get beaten up was immensely satisfying.
"I told you not to be arrogant! How dare you be so cocky!"
"If I don't beat you until you beg for mercy, my name isn't Zhao!"
"Do you still dare to be arrogant? Why aren't you talking now?"
Limoyang and his companions cursed as they beat them up mercilessly.
Before long, the four Demon Clan members were knocked to the ground, no longer even able to scream.
With injuries this severe, they probably couldn't participate in the Alchemist Convention.
The two-star strength difference was not something the Demon Clan's bloodline power could make up for; they didn't even have a chance to fight back.
