Yang Chen's leap into the Spatial Divine River left them feeling somewhat conflicted.
Yang Chen had, after all, obtained two Origin Artifacts, yet they had acted against him here without distinguishing black from white, without even thoroughly investigating the evidence. It was truly somewhat improper.
A man whom an entire group of foreign races had failed to kill was now being driven into a corner by his own kind.
But at this point, saying anything else was meaningless.
Yin Cheng's expression also changed slightly when he saw Yang Chen leap into the Spatial Divine River. He clenched his teeth, his anger showing.
After all, he had gained nothing at all from Yang Chen.
"Hmph, that guilty coward successfully jumped into the Spatial Divine River. That is letting him off too easily. He collaborated with the insect race; even death would not be enough to atone for his crimes. Everyone, there is no need to keep watching. Let us go," Yin Cheng said.
Hearing Yin Cheng's words, the Heavenly Mandate Realm experts had nothing further to say. Since Yin Cheng had put it that way, they naturally had nothing left to worry about.
The death of a Heavenly Separation Realm cultivator would not stir up any waves within the Forbidden Spirit Dao Palace.
And so, those experts gradually departed. At the same time, within the Spatial Divine River, Yang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.
However, his condition could hardly be called good.
He had originally thought that the Spatial Divine River would be like Mo Xin Lake beneath Bi Shuang Star back then. Yet only after entering this Spatial Divine River did he discover that there were still differences between the two.
The pressure exerted by this Spatial Divine River was not particularly intense. Having experience already, Yang Chen had