After taking the immortal pill, Old Ancestor Yan Yang's injuries healed at a visible speed.
"Is this immortal pill really that potent?"
Watching his body change, Old Ancestor Yan Yang cried out in astonishment, unable to stay calm. In all his long life, he had never seen an immortal pill with such terrifying medicinal effects.
He was an Immortal Emperor. The top-grade immortal pills in the eyes of the world weren't entirely useless to him, but their effects were negligible. Yet the pill this white-robed young man had given him couldn't merely be called potent—it was terrifying!
The instant he swallowed the pill, it was as if a dried-up spring in his body had been reopened. His depleted origin recovered a full tenth in the blink of an eye!
Even his shattered soul was recovering under the pill's powerful effects, and his vitality and spirit rapidly soared.
"This young friend's identity is definitely no ordinary one!"
Old Ancestor Yan Yang exclaimed inwardly.
He stared at Hua Yunfei, having made a decision he had never once made in his life.
A moment later, the pill's effects gradually faded. Old Ancestor Yan Yang rose to his feet and happily moved his Emperor Corpse, which he had not been able to move for a long time. He could barely conceal his shock.
He had recovered a full half of his strength!
Just by casually producing an immortal pill, this white-robed young man had restored half his strength. He was far from ordinary!
For someone to rescue another with such a casual toss of an immortal pill meant he most likely had even better pills on him.
"This person... must be from some Hegemon Grade force in the Thirty-Three Heavens!" Old Ancestor Yan Yang thought.
What the world didn't know was that he refused