Ye Chenfeng lay collapsed on the ruins.
Having exhausted the nine uses of the Immortal Golden Body, with the Divine Blood in his body not recovering, he could no longer perform the Immortal Golden Body.
Blood continuously flowed from Ye Chenfeng's wounds, covering him entirely. His body trembled slightly, incapable of mustering even a trace of strength, and his breath rapidly weakened.
Having executed the heavenly fatal strike, Xue Tian's aura was incomparably ferocious. Looking at Ye Chenfeng, who lay gasping on the ground, he sensed that Ye Chenfeng's aura had indeed dissipated. He knew Ye Chenfeng could not restore his body again and was sure Ye Chenfeng had no more tricks up his sleeve.
Xue Tian, with only one arm left, walked towards Ye Chenfeng step by step, and with each stride, the stones underfoot shattered instantly.
