Regarding the annihilation of the Fiery Giant of the Years Alliance by the Black Mist Progenitors, Dijiang felt no sympathy whatsoever. Far from it, he even felt a sense of grim satisfaction. After all, the Nether Sea had been destroyed by those very same fellows, and now that they were turning on each other like dogs, Dijiang was more than happy to watch the show.
"You still have the leisure to care about them? I'd say you should first figure out whether this place is truly the legendary Land of Fallen Gods, and worry about whether you can even make it out of here yourself!"
The golden-armored man and the Origin spirit of the divine land, situated within the divine land's heritage space, glared at Dijiang with annoyance as they spoke. In their eyes, nothing else mattered nearly as much as Dijiang finding a way out of this place. If they didn't both know that regret was useless, they probably would have already regretted not stepping in to help when the Years Alliance and the Black Mist Progenitors were wiping out the Nether Sea. After all, Dijiang represented the future of the divine land and the hope of them both. If Dijiang were truly trapped in this Land of Fallen Gods, it was an outcome they simply could not bear to see!
Chapter 771