Zhao Letian initially did not kill Zhao Lingfeng with a single slap, out of consideration for the faint blood relation between them.
But this did not mean he would tolerate Zhao Lingfeng's continued arrogance.
Since Zhao Lingfeng was courting death, Zhao Letian naturally would not be polite.
Crippling Zhao Lingfeng's cultivation was equivalent to destroying his entire being.
For Zhao Lingfeng, this was even more painful than death; he would have to watch all he possessed dissipate like smoke, the halo of genius that surrounded him would cease to exist, no one would regard him any further, and the goddess Liu Fei, who he was about to obtain, would also disdain him. Moreover, even someone of the Primordial Martial First Realm could freely humiliate and despise him.
Zhao Lingfeng was stunned, his eyes showing terror as he incredulously looked down at the bloodied hole in his abdomen, filled with endless regret and unwillingness.
