This Seat Truly Means It (Revised)

Zhun Ti's expression changed at once.

"Master of Heaven... fellow Daoist..."

Lu Chuan turned his head, moved as he said, "Grandmaster!"

He had nearly been unable to hold on!

The newcomer was none other than Master of Heaven. The moment he appeared, he was behind him inside the Immortal-Slaughtering Sword Formation, and Lu Chuan immediately felt his confidence surge.

So this was what it felt like to have a backer propping you up. It was actually this satisfying.

"You just said..."

Master of Heaven seemed careless as he said, "This Seat's Immortal-Slaughtering Sword Formation's power was merely so-so?"

Zhun Ti gave a dry laugh. "Fellow Daoist, a misunderstanding. This is all a misunderstanding. This poor Daoist was only joking with young friend Lingxu Zi."

"A joke?"

Master of Heaven smiled, then his expression turned cold. "But This Seat took it seriously."

With two hissing sounds, two sharp divine beams abruptly shot from his eyes, firing toward Zhun Ti.

Zhun Ti hurriedly swept out his great sleeve, sending forth a sheet of golden light that ground the two divine beams away, and hastily said, "Fellow Daoist Master of Heaven, wait, don't strike yet. We can talk this over..."

He was backing down already?

Lu Chuan sneered. Hadn't he been having a great time showing off in front of him just now, even saying the First Killing Formation was merely so-so? So how had that turned into "we can talk this over" now?

Master of Heaven acted as if he had heard nothing. He stretched out his right hand, raised it toward the immobilized Immortal-Extinction Sword, and spread his five fingers. With a boom, thunder erupted, letting out a clap of thunder.

Clang!

The immobilized Immortal-Extinction Sword suddenly let out a clear cry and trembled, shaking off the seal of divine light