The colorful mist that enveloped the area was once again dispersed by the shockwave from the explosion.
Even the mist far away from where Lin Jing and his companions were located was likewise blown away.
As the fog cleared, Lin Jing and the two others immediately looked towards the direction of the explosion.
Above the site of the explosion, they saw a corpse standing in the void.
This corpse, resembling an extremely handsome middle-aged man, was unlike the other corpses; he didn't seem like a corpse, but rather like a normal person.
If it weren't for the fact that this man wasn't among those who had entered, and no vitality could be felt emanating from him,
Lin Jing almost thought he was a cultivator too.
At that moment,
it stood in the void, its eyes tightly shut.
The countless spiritual power generated by the previous self-destruction converged from all directions into the body of this corpse.