The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3413 - 3408: Shameless_1

A long river formed by converging spatial turbulence remains an exceedingly rare phenomenon.

Gazing at this river, Yang Chen abruptly remembered the enigmatic underground river he'd witnessed at Bi Shuangxing.

That enigmatic river could produce seven-colored Liuli mines, each capable of infusing life into a World Stage world.

The two rivers, when compared, bore striking similarities.

Subtle differences persisted, though Yang Chen couldn't precisely identify them. He perceived both likenesses and variances.

"What is this river..." Yang Chen murmured to himself: "It feels like it's tugging at my Space-Time Law—most peculiar!"

"This is the Spatial Divine River!"

In that instant, a voice abruptly sounded.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, hardly astonished, having already detected the energy ripples. Yet, sighting the six arrivals stirred mild surprise in him.

All six emerging powerhouses were Heaven-appointed Realm cultivators, belonging to the Human Race.

These six Human Race Fate Realm experts had somehow located him.

Yang Chen felt profoundly baffled, uncertain how these six Fate Realm experts had pinpointed his position.

Nevertheless, their ability to track him implied special techniques. Refraining from questions, Yang Chen composedly stated: "So, it’s the six seniors. How did you find this place?"

"A Heavenly Extreme Realm Daoist Ancestor provided us a divine artifact able to detect our race's locations. Activated, it nearly instantly reveals fellow race members. Few Human Race Heaven-separated Realm experts linger in the Heavenly Palace now, most having departed. Only Brother Yang Chen stays behind, so we pursued."

Yang Chen nodded upon hearing this.

Reflecting on the six Human Race Fate Realm experts' inaction during his prior siege, lingering wariness gripped him.

Currently, though, these Fate Realm experts displayed no blatant enmity, yet clearly lacked amicable intent.

Opting to gauge further, Yang Chen queried: "Seniors, what is this Spatial Divine River? Could it be a World Treasure too?"

One Fate Realm expert fondled his beard and explained: "Brother Yang Chen may not realize that, post-World Stage attainment, forging a robust world demands a Spatial Divine River. It anchors the world's space-time stability. Absent this Spatial Divine River, collapse looms easily."

"I see..." Unaware of such matters before, Yang Chen pressed: "Then, does this belong to the Forbidden Spirit Ancestor’s world?"

"Exactly. Mightier powerhouses unleash more dread power from their Spatial Divine River. Fitting for the Forbidden Spirit Ancestor, survivor of the Origin Land. Proximity alone stirs faint heart palpitations in us. Plunging in spells doom; inner spatial torrents neutralize all experts’ prowess."

This prompted Yang Chen to recollect Bi Shuangxing's river anew.

Comparisons breed trepidation.

Juxtaposed, disparities emerge starkly.

Unaware initially, emotions stayed neutral. Now contrasted, Bi Shuangxing's Spatial Divine River surpassed even the Forbidden Spirit Ancestor’s in sheer terror.

Bi Shuangxing's Spatial Divine River owner—a colossal powerhouse—hailed from what origins?

Yang Chen increasingly believed this entity an immensely formidable presence.

No mere Heavenly Extreme Realm could spawn Seven-colored Liuli Mines, vitalizing a Fate Realm expert’s world...

Snapping from contemplation, Yang Chen eyed the six Fate Realm experts intently.

He sensed the crux approaching.

"Your arrival here surely isn't merely to converse with a junior like me." Yang Chen regarded them steadily.

The Fate Realm experts traded glances, hesitation flickering in their eyes.

Only Yin Cheng spoke icily, "What holds you back? We're prioritizing our collective gain—what harm in voicing it? If you balk, I'll handle it."

Words concluded, Yin Cheng abruptly rose and positioned himself before Yang Chen.

Yang Chen fixed a chilly stare on Yin Cheng. Entertaining no affinity for the Spirit Separation Ancestor’s disciple, he demanded: "Yin Cheng, what do you intend?"

"You omit 'senior.'" Yin Cheng’s tone deepened: "Yang Chen, you utterly dismiss decorum and hierarchy."

Hands folded behind, Yang Chen declared, "I accord respect solely to the truly mighty and worthy—you don't qualify."

Yin Cheng’s voice grew graver, "Spare the prattle, Yang Chen; no lengthy justifications. You hold two origin artifacts: Heaven Shaking Lock and Heavenly Thunder Tree. Surrender them to the clan. We'll relay the truth, ensuring your merit rewards suffice."

A glacial glint erupted in Yang Chen’s eyes. He'd foreseen some grand motive, not outright seizure of his origin artifacts.

Yang Chen sneered: "Yin Cheng, I secured these origin artifacts myself. Their handling and allocation are my prerogative—not your affair."

"You secured them? Preposterous. Yang Chen, such conceit! Your effort alone? Without our support, acquisition impossible!" Yin Cheng retorted sharply.

Stoically, Yang Chen countered: "Yin Cheng, reflect before claiming aid. Did you assist? Consider the Heaven Shaking Lock first—Spirit God Race nearly claimed it, my timely intervention saved it. Absent me, lost to them. Where stood you in my hour of need?"

"Next, the Heavenly Thunder Tree—mine by personal feat. Sought I your aid? Clan submission, if any, excludes your meddling. To you? Scrutinize your own merit first!"

Yang Chen’s words silenced the Fate Realm experts.

Yang Chen spoke truth. Securing those origin artifacts involved them not at all. Desiring them yes, but Yin Cheng’s brazen demand exceeded their shameless threshold.