The Wind Fire Tyrant Seal Art is a martial technique that any force would fight over crazily; if placed in an auction house, its price would be incalculable.
Now it was simply destroyed by a thought from Zi Xuan.
This scene drove Zi Aotian completely berserk; if he had any regret before, now he had none, only endless rage.
Woosh!
A purple figure suddenly attacked Zi Xuan, grabbing her by the neck.
Although Zi Xuan's bloodline was awakened, her strength was only at the Qiankun Sixth Rotation, still far inferior to Zi Aotian.
"Zi Xuan, you forced me to do this."
Zi Aotian flung Zi Xuan aside, and with a wave of his hands, he sealed off the small space where Zi Xuan was located, preventing even a distress signal from being sent out.
"Zi Aotian, what do you intend to do? Are you going to kill me?"
