This man was Ye Chao.
However, Ye Chao looked utterly wretched as well. He was drenched in blood from head to toe, and the ground was splattered with blood everywhere.
Most importantly, one of his arms and one of his legs had been blown into pulp, their original shapes no longer recognizable.
This showed that he had also suffered severe injuries from that last strike, though he had not been blown to death.
Still, to Ye Chao, this merely counted as an injury.
With someone at Ye Chao's Cultivation Level, and with the backing he had, regenerating severed limbs was not much of a problem.
But regenerated limbs could not mend a damaged foundation.
It would likely be difficult for Ye Chao to advance any further.
Of course, the one most gravely hurt was Ye Chao's true body.
An avatar with boundless prospects had fallen because of a mere brat. This was an earth-shattering loss.
Other than towering hatred for Chen Wen, Ye Chao was probably filled with regret as well.
If he could choose again, he surely would not attack Chen Wen anymore, or at least not personally.
Suffering such tremendous losses for one disciple simply was not worth it.
But before long, everyone's gazes began sweeping across the surroundings.
In the end, they discovered that Chen Wen was nowhere to be seen. Only a pool of blood remained.
They all knew what that meant.
What a pity.
Everyone sighed involuntarily.
In the end, no miracle had happened. Someone who self-destructed would ultimately die.
Murong Qingxian watched everything unfold, and her expression could not help shifting slightly.
Yet in the end, she still suppressed the surging emotions in her heart.
Jiang Zhanlei and the others nearly threw up their arms and cheered. This scene was precisely what they had