Zhao Haitian rose to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Pale-faced, he looked at Dao Lord Taichu without the slightest fear. His eyes burned with madness, as though he were ready to burn away his life itself. "You're strong, I admit it. I'm no match for you, but that doesn't mean you've beaten me!"
As soon as Zhao Haitian finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly surged from his body, leaving everyone stunned.
Dao Lord Taichu was briefly taken aback, but he quickly recovered and said coldly, "Is that so? Since you're determined to die, I'll oblige you."
The moment his words fell, Dao Lord Taichu vanished from where he stood. In the next instant, he appeared before Zhao Haitian, seized his throat with his right hand, and waved his left. A white beam shot forth, instantly cleaving Zhao Haitian's body in two as blood sprayed everywhere.
Zhao Haitian's body fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of mangled flesh.
"Dead?" The onlookers cried out in shock. No one could believe that Dao Lord Taichu had defeated Zhao Haitian so easily. His strength was simply too terrifying!
At that moment, Zhao Haitian's corpse fell from the air. He was dead, yet his eyes remained fixed on Dao Lord Taichu in an unblinking glare. He had died with grievances unfulfilled!
Seeing this, Zhao Yu's face filled with terror, and he immediately ran away.
Dao Lord Taichu did not pursue him. He turned to Yang Qianyu, who stood nearby, and said, "Let's go. We're leaving this place."
"Alright." Yang Qianyu nodded.
Before long, the two arrived at a bustling street. It was broad, with streams of people constantly passing through, making it exceptionally lively. Dao Lord Taichu glanced around, then suddenly stopped and said to