Chapter 394: The Ice Clan's Response

"From today onwards, you are a member of Xuanyi Mountain."

The corner of Qin Jue's mouth curled up into a smile, and said lightly.

After a brief astonishment, Su Yan was overjoyed: "Thank you, senior!"

"However, handymen and so on are fine. I am short of a cook now. Would you like to do it?"

Of course, it is impossible for Qin Jue to let Su Yan work as a handyman. Although Su Yan has lost all his cultivation, it is only a matter of time before he can step into a higher realm with the inheritance of the true god.

"willing!"

Su Yan nodded without hesitation.

Next to him, Shi Dao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but chose to remain silent in the end.

"Okay, you go to the courtyard over there to rest for a while, and recover from your injuries by the way."

As he said that, Qin Jue took out a storage ring and handed it to Su Yan: "There are some cultivation resources in it, which should be enough for you to use in a short time."

"..."

This time, Su Yan did not thank, but took the storage ring, bowed deeply to Qin Jue, then turned and walked into the courtyard.

"Huh, it seems that there will be one more person here in the future."

Qin Jue smiled wryly.

More than half a year ago, there was only Qin Jue on the cliff, but now he can almost make up two tables of mahjong.

Watching Su Yan go away, Shi Dao couldn't help complaining: "Master, it's clearly agreed, I'm your royal chef."

"Well……"

Qin Jue was taken aback for a moment, and almost forgot about it.

"Ahem, it's okay, you two are my royal chefs, you can change your taste occasionally."

"snort."

Shi Dao raised his head, very dissatisfied.

Qin Jue: "..."

...

Zhongzhou, Ice Tribe.

Whether it is the Eight Holy Lands,

It is still the twelve holy clans, because they are too powerful, they all have their own huge territories.

The Ice Tribe is located in an area with constant wind and snow all year round.

Different from other forces, the Ice Clan and the Fire Clan are the two most special families among the Twelve Saint Clans.

The reason is simple, they only practice fire and ice skills, and use them to the extreme.

Looking at the Lingyang world, there are almost no people who can suppress the fire and ice clans simply in terms of fire and ice skills, including the eight holy places.

This point is actually somewhat similar to Chunyang Holy Land, and it is also the reason why the two have a good relationship with Chunyang Holy Land.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Ice Race Great Hall was extremely cold. All the elders and high-level officials gathered here, either with solemn expressions or furious anger, forming a strange scene.

This situation lasted for about ten minutes, and the Ice Clan patriarch on the throne finally opened his eyes.

This is a middle-aged man with blue hair, even his pupils are blue, not to mention handsome, but full of charm, he belongs to the type of uncle, but the cold aura emanating from his body makes people reluctant to approach him.

"Bingquan and Bingxuan are dead."

The middle-aged man spoke without showing any emotional fluctuations: "The family members who went to the southern border this time were wiped out."

As soon as this remark came out, it was as if a fuse had been lit, and the Ice Clan executives below immediately shouted: "Patriarch, who the hell dares to kill our Ice Clan members!"

"Avenge the two elders and the young master of the sky!"

"Kill kill kill!"

"..."

Bingquan and Bingxie have a very high status in the Ice Tribe, and even many high-level officials were single-handedly promoted by them. Now that they are dead, how can those high-level people turn a blind eye?

As for Bing Qiongcang, he is the top genius among the younger generation of the Ice Clan. He is likely to touch the Holy King in the future, otherwise the Ice Clan would not entrust him with such a simple task.

In the end, who would have thought that the entire army would be wiped out!

"There is no existence in the southern border that can kill Bingquan and Bingxie. It must be the ghost race!"

The Ice Clan and the Soul Clan have always been at odds, and even wars often broke out, so someone immediately pointed the finger at the Soul Clan.

"That's right, some time ago we fought against the Soul Race because of the spiritual vein,"

"Damn soul race!"

"Patriarch, this matter must not be left alone!"

"..."

"..."

Everyone roared excitedly, wishing they could take up weapons and rush towards the soul clan.

At this moment, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pressed slightly, and the whole hall fell silent instantly.

"Hehe, have you forgotten, we have an agreement, no matter what happens, we must never attack the younger generation."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the Soul Race."

In order to prevent the bloodline from being severed, the Twelve Saints once signed an agreement. No matter how the two sides fight, as long as the younger generation does not step into the battle circle, they cannot attack the younger generation. Solve it, otherwise it will be an enemy of the other eleven saints.

The reason for this is that the younger generation often represents the future of the family. If the two sides fight and all assassinate each other's fresh blood, then the two families will end sooner or later.

It is also because of this agreement that the Twelve Saint Clans can last for so long and never decline, except of course, the Spirit Clan.

Although the soul clan is mysterious, they will never be so stupid as to offend the eleven saint clans at the same time. Moreover, even the soul clan can't simply kill Bingquan and Bingyan at the late stage of the holy realm.

"It's not the soul clan, who could it be?"

An elder was curious.

"Could it be... the Holy Land?"

Another elder whispered.

holy place!

These two are like mountains falling from the sky, overwhelming everyone.

If it is a holy place, then they can only pretend that nothing happened.

"well."

Seeing the wild speculations of many high-level officials, the middle-aged man said helplessly: "You can see for yourself."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and a video appeared in front of everyone.

The image is very blurry, but it can be vaguely seen that the people inside are Bingquan and Bingxuan.

"Qiang Cang, leave the rest of the matter to us."

In the picture, Bing Yan said confidently.

"yes."

The picture trembled slightly and quickly zoomed out. Obviously, this scene was recorded from the perspective of the ice vault.

Next, Bing Yan slapped two palms in a row, and everyone saw a scene they will never forget.

The golden light flashed, and the ice burst like fireworks, followed by ice springs, and then the scene stopped abruptly.

From the beginning to the end, I couldn't see what the person who made the move looked like, but what is certain is that both Bingquan and Bingyan were instantly killed!

What level of existence can instantly kill the late stage of the Holy Realm?

Holy King!

"How can it be……"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Have you all seen clearly?"

The middle-aged man said quietly: "I declare that this matter ends here, and no one is allowed to pursue it. Anyone who disobeys will bear the consequences!"

"yes!"

Everyone nodded unwillingly.

A holy king of the Ice Race may not be afraid, but it is not worth offending for Bingquan and others.

Most importantly, I don't know where this holy king came from. If he belonged to the other eleven holy clans, the Ice clan would definitely call to ask for an explanation. The problem is, that kind of attack method has never been seen before!

And the unknown is always the scariest.

"In addition, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to step into the southern border for a hundred years!"

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