Wu Tian’s words dripped with domineering arrogance. This group of so-called heroes, the Immortal Seekers, seemed unworthy of even entering his sight.
"A demon? A demon? What a ’demon’!" Zhao Tianxia roared with laughter, his anger reaching its absolute peak. Whenever he called his enemies demons, they would fly into a rage, whether they were one or not! Yet this Wu Tian accepted the title with utter indifference. How could calling him a demon have no effect on him at all? How was this possible?
"Weileng, you have been deluded, but I trust your eyes still work. Now, watch closely! Witness my skills, which will shake the heavens and make gods and ghosts weep!" He descended the high platform step by step until he finally stood before Wu Tian.
The other Immortal Seekers didn’t cheer, merely standing silently to the side. Their greatest hope was that both Zhao Tianxia and Wu Tian would suffer grievous injuries. But on second thought, that was impossible! How could Wu Tian possibly harm Zhao Tianxia?
The Righteous Alliance had obtained the cultivation ruins of the Qionghua sect. According to rumor, Qionghua’s destruction was caused by an Immortal! This suggested that these cultivation ruins might hold Qionghua’s greatest secrets!
Lin Fa tugged on Yin Fengxue’s hand, hoping she would intervene.
Yin Fengxue shook her head. Everyone else thought Wu Tian was bound to lose. But these ignorant fools had no idea that today’s battle would be the one to make his name! After today, Wu Tian’s name would be known to every last Immortal Seeker.
But compared to Yin Fengxue’s confidence, the most distressed person wasn’t Guli Weileng, for she also had faith in Wu Tian. The most distressed were Heavenly King Zhufu and the Elders of the Eastern Taizhong Palace.
"Tell me, is there any chance he’ll survive?" Heavenly King Zhufu sighed. Though he already knew the answer, he still had to ask the Elders.
The Elders all wore sorrowful expressions as they shook their heads. "There’s no hope."
"He offended Zhao Tianxia. His death will be a gruesome one."
"His Spirit Root will likely be destroyed as well."
"A pity, what a pity."
A superior-grade Fire Spiritual Root, gone just like that. How could their hearts not ache?
Zhao Tianxia sneered, looking at Wu Tian who dared to stand before him, completely composed and unperturbed. The sword at his waist flew into his hand. Yuan Force coursed through him, making the sword-wielding Zhao Tianxia appear tremendously formidable! After a moment of silence, Zhao Tianxia finally struck.
"Sword Cry of the Nine Heavens!"
Instantly, his sword strike manifested nine beams of Sword Light. Nine, the highest number of the heavens. The Sword Light soared into the sky before plunging fiercely from above. The nine beams traced nine treacherous arcs, aiming straight for Wu Tian’s throat. "Demon, today you die by my sword! The Righteous Path will endure! Demons will be annihilated!"
Gazing calmly at the nine rapidly approaching beams of Sword Light, Wu Tian remained utterly motionless.
The nine beams of Sword Light struck him.
Seeing this, Zhao Tianxia sheathed his sword. A smile curled his lips as he declared, "The demon is dead."
"Idiot," Wu Tian, who was standing there perfectly unharmed, spoke with cold disdain.
The surrounding Immortal Seekers were all taken aback. They were certain they had seen it correctly—those nine beams of Sword Light had clearly hit Wu Tian!
Watching this, Heavenly King Zhufu and the others were stunned.
"He... he’s not without a foundation, it seems." They had assumed this Wu Tian only knew superficial Martial Skills and that taking his Spirit Root would be effortless. But now, it seemed that was not the case, which made Heavenly King Zhufu feel a sense of relief.
But who could have imagined that in a clash of Spirit Roots, the one beaten to a pulp wouldn’t be Wu Tian, but Zhao Tianxia? This sudden turn of events caught everyone completely off guard.
Lin Fa shouted with joy, "Boss, you’re just too strong!"
Yin Fengxue agreed with her son. "Indeed."
"That Zhao Tianxia is arrogant and despicably shameless! A guy like that deserves to die at our boss’s hands!" Lin Fa said through gritted teeth, his hatred for Zhao Tianxia’s character absolute.
Hearing this, Yin Fengxue immediately shook her head, her voice laced with anxiety. "No, you can’t kill him! Don’t kill him! Just defeating him is enough. He absolutely cannot be killed. He is, after all, the son of the Righteous Alliance’s Hierarch."
Lin Fa, however, thought about Wu Tian’s personality and stated firmly, "Anyone the boss wants to kill is a dead man, no matter how powerful his father is or how deep his background runs."
Yin Fengxue had a very bad feeling about this.
Zhao Tianxia spat out another mouthful of blood. Enduring the intense pain, he stared resentfully at Wu Tian. "I have to admit it, you’re a cut above me. You’re stronger!"
"But I am the son of the Righteous Alliance’s Hierarch, demon! You will let me kill you without a fight! Otherwise, you cannot bear the consequences of my later retaliation!"
Zhao Tianxia, stripped of his last shred of pride, was now consumed by a mad fury, demanding Wu Tian simply allow himself to be killed.
But in Wu Tian’s eyes, what was the Righteous Alliance? They were nothing but ants!
A chilling glint flashed in Wu Tian’s eyes as he walked toward Zhao Tianxia. He wanted him dead.

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