Among opponents of the same rank, Ling Tian feared no one. In a one-on-one battle, his Purple Obsidian Demonic Eyes let him kill his opponent with ease, leaving them no chance to escape. His fight against Situ Feiying was proof enough.
An expert at the Heavenly Immortal level had died at Ling Tian's hands just like that. Everyone watching was dumbstruck. They could hardly believe the battle had ended this way. In their minds, two experts should have fought a world-shaking battle at the very least. The casual ease with which it had ended was beyond anything they had expected.
After killing Situ Feiying, Ling Tian acted as though he had done something trivial. He turned directly toward Wen Dao and said calmly, "I've punished Situ Feiying. Now it's time to settle the bet between us, isn't it?"
At this, Wen Dao's body trembled, and intense fear shone in his eyes. He had known Ling Tian was strong, but never imagined he was this powerful. Though Wen Dao had also reached the Heavenly Immortal level, he was nowhere near as strong as the veteran Situ Feiying. If Situ Feiying had been killed so easily, Wen Dao had no hope of escaping alive.
With death closing in, Wen Dao struggled to calm himself. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Wen Jian, as if he had grasped a lifeline. He flashed over to Wen Jian and pleaded, "Junior Brother, think of how I treated you all those years. Please, for all the years I looked after you, beg Ling Tian not to kill me."
Wen Dao was rather clever. He knew there were few people present who could save his life, and Wen Jian was one of them. He also knew Wen Jian valued loyalty, and Ling Tian did too.