You’re Too Hot-Headed, It’s Time To Break The Formation

Zhao Wutian was so embarrassed and angry that he unleashed an attack with his sword.

However, his golden sword ray paused in mid-air. Then, two fingers grabbed hold of the sword ray and broke it in half.

Everyone was shocked to witness the scene.

Even the Immortal Progenies' eyes turned grim.

Although Zhao Wutian was not an Immortal Progeny, his strength was incomparable to ordinary people. He was undefeatable to anyone below the Daoist Celestial Realm.

"D-Daoist Celestial!"

Zhao Wutian gulped. 

No way! Did he just meet a Daoist Celestial?

How could it be? Were the sky-prides not the only ones who could come in to break the formation?!

The sky-prides who had reached the Daoist Celestial Realm were the Immortal Progenies. Zhao Wutian had made a mental note of them in fear that he would accidentally provoke them. 

He had no impressions of the person in front of him.

Yet, that man was an Immortal Progeny!