Who was the wretched figure slumped on the ground?

Many of those gathered before the Imperial Enchanting Palace were first-class experts, and naturally could distinguish it.

Besides, the Kingly Sky Cleaver and the East God Immortal Sword had fallen out as well, clattering to the ground loudly.

And the Violet Immortal Battle Armor was distinct on the charred figure. The top-grade dao treasure was sundered and had lost his shine. Much of it looked like it had been battered apart by raw strength.

On a closer look, it was not only Yin Xuan's skin that was charred. The majority of his flesh and bones were also completely scorched.

He was still conscious, but his expression was contorted, and his eyes completely black. He could only struggle, and even standing up was a task.

This was a far cry from the usual image of Minister Yin's first grandson.

It was as though he had fallen from heaven straight into hell.

And this ending was one that no one had dared to consider....

They felt that Wu Yu might have had some tricks up his sleeve, but they had not imagined that Yin Xuan would be reduced...