"Ancients... ancients... I hate this!"
Clutching his throat, Elder Han pointed at Ye Fan with a face full of unwillingness. In humiliation and despair, he slowly collapsed, dying with his eyes wide open in a pool of blood.
Ye Fan, meanwhile, leaned against the medicine cauldron and gasped heavily.
Given the gap in strength between him and Elder Han, once Xu Yue had fled, there was naturally no way Ye Fan could escape Elder Han's grasp. He was captured in the end.
After several wounds had been cut across his body, he was thrown into the medicine cauldron to be refined.
He became a fresh medicinal catalyst.
Yet Ye Fan was, after all, the Son of Destiny. Coupled with the unique nature of his Sacred Body, he actually began gulping down the medicines within the cauldron, increasing his strength to make up for his losses.
The precious herbs Elder Han had painstakingly gathered were naturally quite beneficial to the current Ye Fan. Even for a medicine-guzzling Sacred Body like his, he still made noticeable progress.
The phenomenon from his cultivation was repeatedly compared against ancient texts by Elder Han, who kept insisting that a treasured pill was about to emerge.
He kept saying, "The ancients truly did not deceive me," but the moment he joyfully opened the cauldron, Ye Fan—who had long been gathering his strength—ambushed and killed him with the Immortal Cauldron Fragment!
He became Ye Fan's stepping stone.
After seeing from underground that matters here had concluded, Xu Yue did not show himself again. He simply fled far away, leaving the rest for Ye Fan to handle himself.
As the future Heavenly Emperor Ye, he naturally possessed that level of capability and destiny.
The reason Xu Yue had kept watch over Elder Han was that, in the original