"Retribution?"
When Elder Fan heard that, his face filled with utter disdain. "Junior Sister, stop being naive. You and I are both immortal cultivators, pursuing the path of longevity. From the start, that means going against the heavens. Do you truly believe good is rewarded with good, and evil with evil?"
"This time, your senior brother has wronged you, but I will remember your kindness as well. So don't resent me. Be good and go quietly to the Underworld."
Before his words had even fallen, Elder Fan swept his sleeve, and another streak of radiant light shot out, wrapping around the Nascent Soul. A scream rang in his ears, and then the Nascent Soul fainted.
Seeing this, the old man showed neither shock nor joy. He then patted his waist, and very soon set up a profound yet extraordinarily eerie formation.
He placed the four unconscious Nascent Souls in the middle of the formation, then waved both hands repeatedly, casting out several incantation seals. The formation suddenly lit up, and a layer of demonic crimson wrapped around the four Nascent Souls...
Half an hour later.
A thunderous rumble rang out.
The several stone pillars in the middle of the stone chamber had already vanished without a trace, while on one side of the wall, a stone door more than ten feet high had appeared.
"Hahahaha!"
Elder Fan's face lit with delight, his expression even more smug. After exhausting so much effort, he had finally broken this troublesome formation. At the same time, all the cultivators who had come treasure hunting with him had had their souls return to the Underworld. In this way, all the treasures now belonged to him alone.
After that, he no longer hesitated and reached out to push at the stone door.
With a creak, the