The weather in the North Sea got colder, the drizzling rain leaving the entire North Sea water domain somewhat desolate.
Li Qingming stood quietly above the North Sea, waiting for the response from Golden Turtle.
On hearing Li Qingming's words, Golden Turtle shook its head non-committally and said, "Lad, after my Primordial Spirit escapes, you can do as you wish with this body! Just do not disgrace my name as Golden Turtle!"
Li Qingming responded seriously, "Elder, rest assured! The name of Golden Turtle will be passed down for billions of years by the younger generation!"
Golden Turtle nodded, looked up to the sky, and roared, "Pangu, among us Chaotic Demon Gods, apart from Swallowing Heaven, you alone achieve ultimate freedom! If you still have spirit, bless me, Golden Turtle, that I successfully escape my shell and in the next life, prove the Dao of immortality! Hahaha, off I go!"
"Boom!"
