Under the relentless assault of Jiang Chen's skills, the headless corpses, along with the countless blood, decayed flesh, and human skin within the underground palace, vanished without a trace.

The entire area was left with nothing but an extremely dense blood-red mist.

In fact, Qian Xingtianxia and his group, their vision obscured by the thick fog, could barely see Jiang Chen's figure in the midst of it all.

"Mortal World, my brother!"