The four Old Ancestors looked at the body in the pit, which was barely recognizable as human, and finally let out long sighs of relief.
Bull Demon Old Ancestor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, still shaken, "That should finally do it, right? He can't possibly jump back up again, can he? I really want to take him apart and see what the hell he's made of. How can he be so hard to kill?"
Lion Old Ancestor shook his head repeatedly as well. "In my three thousand years of cultivation, I've never seen anyone so stubbornly defiant. Beaten to that state, and he still managed to kill three of us. Simply unheard of."
Flying Fish Old Ancestor cautiously approached the edge of the pit, raised a hand, and cast a spell onto Wang Quan. The spell flickered several times over Wang Quan's broken body without eliciting any response. After carefully probing for another moment and confirming that Wang Quan's presence had weakened until it was almost imperceptible, he finally relaxed. "Mm, no response at all. That should more or less do it."
The four Old Ancestors turned in unison toward the figure deep in the darkness, waiting for further instructions.
After a brief silence, the figure in the darkness spoke slowly, its voice calm but carrying a trace of unquestionable pressure. "The ingredients are gone. Find a way to replace them yourselves. If you can't-" It paused without finishing, merely watching the four Old Ancestors in silence.
Those unspoken words instantly drew a sheen of cold sweat across the four Old Ancestors' backs.
Flying Fish Old Ancestor hurried forward with an ingratiating smile. "There's no need to worry, my lord! I happen to have a pill furnace with me. Though it cannot compare to the wondrous power