"As long as I drain you dry, this medicinal cauldron, I can enhance my aptitude and become a dazzling prodigy. It is a blessing from your previous life to die under a peony tonight..."
<...This sword was none other than Fang Han's Xuan Tie Sword. Under Fang Han's powerful divine control, it was like a nimble dragon. When the black-robed Venerable moved to the left, the Xuan Tie Sword followed him to the left like a shadow. When the black-robed Venerable moved to the right, the Xuan Tie Sword also followed closely, giving him no chance to escape.
"Senior, please don't kill me. I'm willing to give you the antidote for the Hehuan Huagong Powder."
The black-robed venerable one was terrified, his voice trembling with pleading, and he quickly spoke.
At this moment, his mind was filled with doubts. He couldn't understand why Fang Han could still unleash such powerful and terrifying combat strength.
How could he know that Fang Han possessed the wondrous and unpredictable art of "Harmony of Qin and Se"? This art could absorb any toxins or poisons that invaded the body into the meridians and then cleverly transform them into the body's own true energy. The mere toxicity of the "Hehuan Huagong San" was nothing more than a piece of cake for Fang Han.
"A tiny bit of poison, do I need an antidote?"
Fang Han smiled coldly, a hint of disdain on his face, and said calmly, "Besides, after killing you, what kind of antidote can't be found on you?"
"Senior, I don't have the antidote with me, you can't kill me."
The black-robed venerable one was still unwilling to give up and attempted a final struggle.
"Yeah?"
Fang Han snorted coldly, his eyes revealing a hint of impatience and killing intent.
With a slight thought, his Xuan Tie sword instantly slashed towards the black-robed Venerable like lightning.
At this moment, the black-robed venerable one's dragon-headed cane was broken and had fallen to the ground. He was powerless to resist Fang Han's sure-fire sword strike.
Left with no other choice, he could only desperately dodge, his figure flashing left and right on the roof like a ghost.
But he was eventually exhausted. After dodging and weaving for only a few steps, he was pierced through the heart by the Xuan Tie sword with precision.
His eyes widened, filled with terror and resentment, as he stared intently at Fang Han, managing to utter a few words with difficulty: "You...who exactly are you? You dare kill me? My Hehuan Sect will not let you get away with this..."
He could clearly feel his inner energy rapidly dissipating, his life force fading away like a candle flickering in the wind. He knew his time was coming to an end, but the unwillingness in his heart burned fiercely like a raging fire.
Soon, his body collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and he died.
"Master... what's wrong?"
The five women, whose eyes had been blinded by Fang Han, were now filled with deep terror, like frightened birds.
Originally, they were hoping that the black-robed venerable one could turn the tide and kill Fang Han, but they never expected that Fang Han's strength would be so terrifying.
Fang Han showed no mercy and sent these five vixens to their deaths as well.
Fang Han searched the black-robed Venerable but found nothing.
"Prince Zhenbei, Princess Qingluan, what are you doing here?"
Immediately afterwards, Fang Han asked the Prince of Zhenbei.
“Senior, I am suffering from a hidden injury and have been searching for medicine for a year without success. However, I heard a rumor that there is a Yin-Yang Tree on Yin-Yang Mountain, and on the tree grows Yin-Yang Fruit. This Yin-Yang Fruit is said to be a masterpiece of nature, with Yin and Yang complementing each other. It can heal injuries and improve one’s aptitude. It is a truly top-grade spiritual medicine. So I came here to find the medicine, but unexpectedly, I encountered the Black-Robed Venerable and other demons.”
"The Prince of Zhenbei sighed."
He didn't hide anything from Fang Han.
"It seems that the extraordinary treasure to be born on Yin Yang Mountain is the Yin Yang Fruit."
Fang Han's heart stirred.
In his previous life on Tenglong Star, he had heard of the Yin-Yang Fruit, but had never seen it.
I never expected to find Yin-Yang Fruit in the Qiankun Continent.
He'd like to see for himself.