"Gone?"
Ye Fan instinctively reached for the little fruits inside the cauldron, only to grab empty air. His eyes could not help but go blank.
The several tons of Sacred Medicine Qingxia had given him back then had already been eaten up...
He sensed his current cultivation at the ninth level of the Saint King realm, as well as his incomparably solid foundation.
Probably no one would believe that this was what he had achieved in just two years.
Healing—fighting—healing—getting beaten. Qingxia fought him, then Li Xiaoman fought him; after Li Xiaoman, the Fire Qilin Cave siblings fought him. Once the three of them were done, it was the Ancient Emperor Weapon's turn. Then, after he broke through, Qingxia fought him again.
He had practically fallen into a vicious cycle.
Not long ago, after the Shaking Light Candidate Saint Son revealed both the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art and the Undying Heavenly Art and clashed head-on with him, Ye Fan had also climbed to the ninth level of Saint King.
Because he had been worried about Xu Yue in Shaking Light during that battle, Ye Fan had truly flown into a rage. He and the Shaking Light Candidate Saint Son had fought from the ground all the way into the starry sky before Ye Fan finally drove him back.
After that battle, Ye Fan had successfully reached the peak of the ninth level of Saint King.
At the same time, he had consumed the last of his healing Sacred Medicine.
Only one barrier lay between the ninth level of Saint King and the Great Saint realm.
Yet that single barrier was like a heavenly abyss. Throughout the ages, only those who entered the Divine Forbidden realm or possessed extremely special constitutions could cross it and fight above their level.
Ye Fan