Repayment

Mount Shu.

When the Mount Shu elders who had received Xuan Chan's permission joined forces and summoned the immortal formation,

Fang Qing, inside the Humble Medicine Garden, felt a tightening between his brows. The calamity that had long refused to descend finally erupted with a roar!

"Sure enough—Mount Shu still couldn't escape being scorched by demonfire—"

The next moment, Fang Qing looked up and saw the immortal formation that revolved yin and yang and wielded a single breath of supreme purity suddenly vanish!

It became a talisman and disappeared into the Great Void. Someone had clearly summoned it away.

"Within Mount Shu, only the sect master has the authority to use the immortal formation, right? Unless he authorized it in advance?"

He calculated on his fingers. "The third sword duel is underway. The devils are vicious, and the Blood-Robed Old Devil bears the heaviest karmic debt. But he's also the best at preserving his life and is exceedingly hard to kill. Only the immortal formation can destroy him completely and leave no future trouble."

Sect Master Xuan Chan had indeed planned for every contingency. He had simply left the disciples still on the mountain in a bit of a pit.

"Mount Shu's Dharma Body Realm masters have Heaven-and-Earth in the Sleeve. They've surely taken every treasure and scripture with them already.

"They call this the ancestral seat, but by now, it's probably just us ordinary disciples left here. We make perfect scapegoats—and an excellent pretext for revenge later."

Fang Qing gave a cold laugh.

Take Qingcheng Mountain, for example. As fellow members of the righteous path, Mount Shu could hardly wipe the Qingcheng Sect out and seize all its fortune.

But if a Qingcheng Sword Immortal lost patience now and sheared off Mount Shu's cloud-wreathed summit with one stroke, it