Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Powerful energy suddenly poured into the two springs.

The dull beads suddenly became dazzling, and the criss-crossing cracks inside disappeared completely.

Rich spiritual energy and demonic energy gushed out from the two beads respectively.

"The spiritual spring has recovered!"

Patriarch Xie was extremely shocked. "You, you can really recover?!"

With a look of joy on his face, he was about to reach out to take them, but Ren Yi suddenly clenched the two springs in his hands and took them back.

Ren Yi smiled at him and said, "I only said I would help you repair it, but I didn't say I would return it to you?"

“You, you, you also want the spring eye!” Chief Xie clenched the magic weapon in his hand, “If you take the spring eye, you will be the enemy of our entire Chiyang tribe!”

"There are only two of you. I advise you to think it through carefully!"

He fiddled with the beads in his hand and asked, "Do you really think this is a treasure born and raised by nature?"

She held the bead and shook it slightly, and the spring instantly returned to its previous dull, cracked appearance.

Patriarch Xie: “Hmm?”

With another flick, the spring became dazzling again.

Patriarch Xie: “Hmm?”

Watching the beads changing back and forth in random palms, not only Patriarch Xie, but also the cultivators from the Black Nightmare Clan and the Red Sun Clan were all stunned.

"These two beads were originally injected with spiritual energy and magic power by powerful monks, and they also absorb the energy nearby."

“That’s why they have been spreading it continuously for more than ten years.”

"These two springs are just converters that absorb magic power and spiritual energy."

"So, if I want, I can make them light up today to amuse you. But if I don't want to tomorrow, they will just become ordinary glass beads."

Patriarch Xie's body shook, "No, impossible!"

"You're talking nonsense! Nonsense!"

Ren Yi pretended to be surprised and looked at Chief Xie: "Chief, how can your face be so long? It looks like a donkey's face."

"Once you step out, the cattle and horses within a ten-mile radius will have to guard their own grass carefully."

Patriarch Xie pounded his chest, "You, you are fine, very good! Today the spiritual spring is gone, and we have given up, so you two can't even think of leaving here!"

Ren Yi shook his head and said, "Alas, the clan leader is still too young and easily impulsive."

"The Chiyang Clan has long been nourished by high concentrations of spiritual energy and cannot withstand the thin spiritual energy from the outside world."

"Not only will your cultivation level regress, but your bones will also become brittle, and your physical strength will further decrease."

"The only thing you can do now is to return to the Celestial Clan's territory and slowly reduce your dependence on spiritual energy."

All the cultivators of the Chiyang Clan looked at Clan Leader Xie.

Patriarch Xie's face turned pale, but he was unable to refute.

"We belonged to Lingshan, but the five elders were too bullying, so we had no choice but to leave!"

"The Heavenly Palace has always obeyed Lingshan's orders. How could the newly enthroned young emperor tolerate us?"

"We have lost our spiritual spring and openly opposed the Three Realms Martial Competition. I'm afraid she wants to get rid of us as soon as possible!"

Ye Che raised his voice and said, "The five elders of Lingshan have already gone to the Heavenly Prison to retire. Elder Bai, the chairman of the Council of Elders, has brought the entire Lingshan back to the Heavenly Clan."

"The young emperor is a magnanimous person and will not embarrass you!"

Patriarch Xie was stunned where he was. Heavenly prison... to spend his remaining years in peace???

With a loud bang, the Chiyang clan disciple guarding outside was knocked away and flew backwards into the crowd.

They clutched their chests and howled in pain:

"Chief, two powerful thieves have broken in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaguang and Du Rui walked in front of the crowd.

Du Rui clasped his hands together and smiled at Patriarch Xie:

"Xiao Xie, how come you have become so old?"

The gray-haired Xie clan leader looked at the young man in front of him and was dumbfounded: "Second Uncle, why are you here too!"

Du Rui's eyes flashed with an unnatural look: "Why call me Second Uncle? You're making me sound old."

"I came here this time to persuade you to return to the Heavenly Palace."

"The young emperor is wise and brave, and loves the people like his own children. If you are willing to go back, she will definitely give you a place to stay."

After hearing what Du Rui said, Patriarch Xie finally felt relieved.

"Okay, I believe Second Uncle! When the time comes, you must help me beg the young emperor to forgive our previous rude behavior."

Du Rui glanced past him and looked behind him, while bowing respectfully:

"The young emperor is right behind us, just tell her in person."

Xie Huaizhi turned around in shock, "You, you are the young emperor of the Celestial Clan?"

With a casual wave of his hand, the clothes on his body and the expression on his face returned to their carefree appearance.

Xie Huaizhi looked at the golden cloud pattern on Ren Yi's forehead and the light golden eyes, then slowly knelt in front of Ren Yi.

All the Chiyang clan monks behind him knelt on the ground.

They shouted in unison:

"Greetings to the Young Emperor!"

I stretched out my hand and was about to let them get up, but that hand was grabbed by a pair of hot hands.

She turned her head and met the storm in Shu Yuan's eyes.

The voice of magic transmission sounded in her mind.

【Who are you? 】