Suppression

"I never expected that tracking that Deity would lead me to this opportunity... Heaven truly means to revive my sect!"

The Heavenly Immortal rode the wind on his sword, his white robes fluttering, his bearing ethereal. He was none other than the Heavenly Immortal from the Lingfei Sword Sect!

He had come to hunt Fang Yuan, and when he saw the River God leave the Canglang River's domain, he was not alarmed but delighted, secretly following behind.

After all, within the other party's divine domain, even a Heavenly Immortal would find it troublesome to capture a count-level Earth Deity. But now that the other party had ventured outside, it was no different from courting death.

As he hurried along, he spotted another place where treasure light soared into the heavens, clearly a sign that a supreme treasure had appeared. His heart stirred even more.

"This treasure was seen by me, so it is fated to belong to my Lingfei Sword Sect... When rare treasures of Heaven and Earth appear, the virtuous claim them. And what does it mean to be virtuous? Nothing but strength..."

The old Heavenly Immortal's eyes flickered. "This mountain is Huoshan's main peak. Even if this treasure doesn't belong to the Huoshan Mountain God, it must have some connection to him... Heh! These mountain gods and land gods occupy Famous Mountains and Rivers. Whenever rare treasures and spirit plants appear, they're always the first to hear of it and get there ahead of everyone else. Truly hateful!"

"But this Deity's Magic Power is nothing special, and he's no good at fighting. I can easily suppress him!"

The old Heavenly Immortal's gaze was like a sword. It pierced straight through the mist, revealing the Mountain God's palace and the two Deities refining a treasure inside. "Hmm? The Water