Zhao Tianxia believed Wu Tian wouldn't kill him. Thanks to his status, his fate was sealed from birth. As the son of the Righteous Alliance's Hierarch, who would dare speak ill of him? Who would dare act against him?
However, his rampant arrogance had only just flared up when Wu Tian lifted his foot. His heel was aimed at Zhao Tianxia's head; it was clear he intended to kick it like a ball.
"You can't do this!"
"That's right, friend, you can't kill him!"
Among the Immortal Seekers who had submitted to Zhao Tianxia, there were some genuinely good people. They couldn't bear to watch Wu Tian kill Zhao Tianxia and incur the wrath of the Righteous Alliance, so they spoke up one by one. But Wu Tian paid them no mind. Before everyone's shocked gazes, he simply kicked.
Instantly, Zhao Tianxia cried out, "No, my father is—"
His words were cut off abruptly.
