At this point, Yang Chen swept his spear and lightly wiped it across.
Then, a raging gale howled forth. By the time everyone came back to their senses, Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable had already fallen completely, reduced to a corpse not yet cold. Only his blood-drenched eyes remained wide open in a horrifying sight, seemingly still filled with countless unwillingness.
Now that Yang Chen had taken down Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable, he had not directly blasted him into ashes because the corpse could still be handed in for battle merit.
Besides that, there was another item that greatly concerned Yang Chen.
That was Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable's Refracting Mirror!
With a flip of his wrist, Yang Chen directly retrieved an object from Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable's body. It was a mirror, gleaming with light and giving off an incomparably dazzling feeling.
Yang Chen looked at the mirror and found it extremely strange.
This mirror actually possessed the effect of blocking space, rendering even his spatial divine abilities ineffective. After returning, he truly needed to study it carefully. After all, his space-time Dao Intent had been almost invincible up to this point.
In an instant, Yang Chen stored Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable's corpse away.
When he turned around again, he looked at the somewhat sorrowful and dispirited Zhang Wanyang, as well as the ecstatic Lei Hao and the others.
Zhang Wanyang was grieving because of his wife. Although he knew perfectly well that Murong Qiuyan's death could not be blamed on Yang Chen, Murong Qiuyan had nevertheless been his wife for many years. Now that she was gone, he could not help but feel sorrowful.
As for Lei Hao and the others, they had escaped from a hopeless predicament and seen hope again in the blink of an eye. Their joy