The Medicine Cauldron's explosion was a foregone conclusion. Everyone knew Xiao Yan's cauldron could not withstand the strain and was about to blow.
But when it finally exploded, Xiao Yan's reaction took everyone by surprise.
Han Xian's gloating laugh died halfway out of his throat. Seeing Xiao Yan control the flame's temperature amid the shattered cauldron and protect the medicinal liquid, he looked as though someone had seized him by the neck. He could not laugh anymore.
Han Xian's face flushed red. "You're only delaying the inevitable."
Han Beng's expression did not change, but a storm was already raging in his heart. This brat was far too capable. He had found a thread of hope in a hopeless situation.
But it's only a thread of hope. Hurry up and explode! Han Beng stared fixedly at the medicinal liquid wrapped in brilliant flames overhead, urging it on in his heart.
Xiao Yan crossed his palms and slowly drew out the blue flame. Around the medicinal liquid enclosed by the green and yellow flames, he began to shape it into a Medicine Cauldron.
He still had another Medicine Cauldron in his Storage Ring, but it was of a lower grade than the third-grade cauldron that had just exploded. Frequent use had also brought it to the brink of retirement. Bringing it out would only hasten its destruction, and it would not be enough to successfully refine the pill.
For now, Xiao Yan could only rely on his exquisite control of fire to form a Medicine Cauldron from flame.
Old Man Huo was astonished. "Controlling fire to form a cauldron?! Xiao Yan's abilities have reached this level?"
Hao Elder pondered. "That requires tremendous soul power. Can Xiao Yan hold on?"
Xiao Yan was facing precisely that problem. He knew his own limits. Controlling