I picked up the scattered attributes

Xuan Qinghe remained silent for a moment.

The black tortoise continued to shake its head and say, "For our black tortoise clan, age largely equates to experience. That aura is so profound and vast; someone is definitely refining an earth-elemental treasure!"

"It's clearly a water-based treasure!"

"If you ask me, the life-saving artifact is more reliable!"

Before Xuan Qinghe could answer, the several black turtles started arguing again.

Xuan Qinghe waited for a long time, but they still showed no sign of stopping. He was getting a headache. Finally, he stomped his foot on the ground and said angrily, "Enough! All of you shut up!"

"Qinghe, don't forget that we are your elders—"

"Disregarding seniority and hierarchy deserves punishment!"

Several black tortoises successively showed anger on their faces.

Among them, Xuan Qinghe was the junior!

If this kid hadn't kept claiming that he knew the source of the dramatic changes in the world on land and believed that the Xuan Turtle clan was no longer suited to sit back and observe the mortal world, but had to take a trip into it...

They wouldn't come out with Xuan Qinghe either.

The results of it?

They had only just left home when this kid started yelling at them and even telling them to shut up!

If you could tolerate something like this, you'd really be a coward.

"Qinghe, how did you become like this after leaving Yuanqingjiang? Where did the person who used to respect the elderly and care for the young go?"

“Little one, we’re following you ashore so you can lead the way, not so you can…”

"Shut up, everyone!"

Unable to contain himself any longer, Xuan Qinghe roared once more.

Before the elders could finish speaking, Xuan Qinghe raised his two front legs and stomped hard on the ground.

Boom!

In an instant, the ground along the Yuanqing River cracked open, and soil and rocks flew up with a rumbling sound, as if an earth dragon were turning over. Terrifying waves spread out and suppressed the bodies of those black turtles.

"you?!"

The words of those black tortoises were immediately swallowed back down by the heavy pressure.

They wanted to speak, but the increasingly terrifying pressure forced them to fight back with all their might to avoid being crushed by this heavy weight!

"Times have changed, and now my cultivation level is higher."

Xuan Qinghe spoke again, word by word, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.

He had anticipated a similar situation long before returning to his clan.

The older generation of the Xuan Turtle clan...

Most of them are stubborn and inflexible pedants!

This is determined by the unique characteristics of their race:

The Xuan Turtle clan is naturally long-lived and prefers stillness. Even if their cultivation level is not high, they can live for a long time. They often lie dormant at the bottom of the Yuanqing River, watching the tides rise and fall and the changes of the mortal world. Therefore, in their eyes, even the top experts and the great figures who shake the world are nothing more than shooting stars in the sky.

The longer a black tortoise lives, the more inflexible and unchanging it tends to be.

In their eyes, what does it matter if the primordial energy of heaven and earth is restored?

They had witnessed the depletion of the world's vital energy, and the collapse and destruction of the Lingyun Kingdom!

Has the Demon Emperor Kingdom's ruler changed?

Feng Xia, the Grand Preceptor of Lingyun Kingdom?

What's it to us?

Therefore, even just persuading his clansmen to come out for a walk had already taken a lot of effort from Elder Xuan Qinghe.

"Stop looking at that small place at the bottom of the Yuanqing River, look at the outside world. Don't forget, you are only at the Yuan Dan Realm, while I am only one step away from stepping into the Dharma Aspect Realm."

Although Xuan Qinghe was not the biggest beneficiary of the trip to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, he still benefited greatly from it because of his close relationship with Feng Xia.

The Dharma Realm is no longer an unattainable level for him.

He still needs some refinement and time to mature before he can break through that barrier and advance to a higher level.

"If it were in the past..."

Xuan Qinghe paused, his gaze sweeping over the elders one by one.

These die-hards all looked grim. Xuan Qinghe's progress was so rapid that they often forgot about it and his current cultivation level!

"You should call me... the Demon King of Qinghe!"

thump—

One by one, the black tortoises could no longer support their bodies, their four legs went weak, and they crashed to the ground like small mountains.

"Do you understand now?"

Only then did Xuan Qinghe speak again, his voice calm: "I can easily suppress you now, and the powerful outsiders can easily suppress me as well. If a powerful enemy attacks, do you think you can protect yourselves by staying at the bottom of the Yuanqing River?"

"you are wrong!"

An old tortoise, its eyes bulging with fury, cried out in a hoarse voice, "All along, the reason we have been able to protect ourselves is because we do not participate in worldly disputes and stay away from cause and effect, so naturally we have no fear of calamity!"

"Xuan Qinghe, are you trying to push the entire Xuan Turtle clan into the abyss?" The other Xuan Turtles also shouted.

"You are the ones pushing my race into the abyss!"

Xuan Qinghe shook his head with a cold expression: "You think you've transcended the mortal world, but you've never considered that Yuan Qingjiang is also in this mortal world!"

In the year since he left Yuanqingjiang, he has experienced far too much.

His previous thoughts were similar to those of these old fogies, believing that as long as he sat firmly at the bottom of the Yuanqing River, he could remain independent and detached from the mortal world, becoming a mere spectator outside the vast world of mortals.

However, after experiencing a series of dramatic changes, witnessing the collapse of the Demon Emperor's Tomb, witnessing bizarre eruptions, and seeing the beauty of the Moon Goddess...

Xuan Qinghe's thoughts eventually changed.

"Nonsense! Have you forgotten the origin of the Yuanqing River?"

The old turtles were almost laughing in anger.

The clan sent this young man out into the world to broaden his horizons and knowledge, so that he could better inherit the secrets of the Xuan Turtle clan...

But Xuan Qinghe turned out to be the one who benefited!

As soon as he returned, he wanted to push the Xuan Turtle clan to its doom!

"Xuan Qinghe! If you don't court death, you won't die. How can you not understand this principle!?"

"You're not courting death, but... death might come knocking on your door," Xuan Qinghe replied calmly.

"Nonsense! Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

The oldest of the black tortoises roared three times before finally shouting, "The special nature of the Yuanqing River makes it the best place to escape the world, washing away all worldly karma. Who would dare to seek it out..."

crackling-

Almost the instant the words fell to the ground.

A terrifying chill, chilling to the bone, suddenly spread from afar, as if a frozen hell had descended, instantly freezing the surging waters of the Yuanqing River into ice flowers!

The old tortoise was frozen into an ice sculpture without any resistance under this cold storm!

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Chapter 0583

Swah——

The cold wind comes quickly and goes quickly.

Soon, the epicenter of the chill had receded and disappeared on the opposite bank of the Yuanqing River.

After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Qinghe shook his body, shaking off clumps of ice, and shivering, regained a little of his mobility.

He glanced around, still shaken.

As you can see, after being swept by that mysterious chill, the area where they were located was almost transformed into a silvery-white world!

The soil and rocks were frozen into an ice field, and the river water turned into ice flowers. Even though the other party had long since gone, he could still exhale wisps of white breath when he breathed.

"Who is this terrifying being? Could it be the King of the Far North?"

Xuan Qinghe narrowed his eyes, channeling his magic power to try his best to dispel the chill that had seeped into his soul.

He then shook his head slightly: "It's probably not him."

He knew exactly where the Northern Cold King was.

—From the heavens!

More accurately, he was imprisoned by the Moon Goddess and has never returned to the surface.

And according to Xuan Qinghe's estimate...

Even if the King of the Far North were to return to the earth, he could not possibly possess such strength!