The huge battle arena had become a mess. All the houses around it had been destroyed, and there were multitudes of deep cracks criss-crossing the ground, showing the intensity of the battle that had taken place.
Above in the sky, Mu Chen looked calmly in the direction Xia Hong had fled. After all, the latter was even a royal prince of the Great Xia Dynasty and naturally had the means to protect his life. With that speed of escape, even with his full strength, he would not be able to catch up. But obviously, such a desperate escape would have great repercussions, and Xia Hong was bound to suffer in future.
Moreover, at that last minute, Mu Chen shattered one of his arms. Even if it could be reborn with a magic pill, it would take a long time.