Shrouding the Heavens

96: Greatest Regret of One’s Life 96: Greatest Regret of One’s Life Editor: Atlas Studios Ye Fan was very calm.

He had adjusted himself to his most optimal state, ready to attack at any time.

The golden tome within his Sea of Bitterness flickered with a strange light.

Elder Han was incomparably excited, believing himself to have obtained heaven’s aid.

His trembling hand reached out, lifting off the cauldron cover, expecting a furnace of peak tier treasure pills to release a divine light everywhere.

Sure enough, a dazzling golden light appeared, so bright that he was unable to keep his eyes open.

The golden light charged towards Elder Han.

He actually thought the treasure pills had become spiritual and were charging out of the medicinal cauldron, but he quickly felt his soul tremble, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

How was this a treasure pill?

It was clearly a dazzling piece of divine iron that quickly slashed towards his neck.

Furthermore, there was even a tender youngster completely unhurt sitting inside.

He hadn’t been refined into a medicinal pill; he was unblinkingly staring up at Elder Hand!

“Crap!” Elder Han’s whole body sweat coldly as he shouted in fear.

He wanted to fly away, but it was too late.

The golden light flashed over like lightning, cutting through his throat.

Blood flowed out, and the intense pain caused Elder Han to become dizzy.

His eyesight turned dark as he fell back onto the ground.

The golden page was incomparably sharp.

It had immediately cut through Elder Han’s neck, leaving only a thin layer of skin holding it together as his blood rushed out!

However, Elder Han was still a powerful cultivator.

Despite appearing so old he might die at any time, he had an enormous strength within his body.

Although his neck was practically severed, he didn’t immediately die.

He reached out his remining hand to his head, trying to reconnect it to his body.

At the same time, a dazzlingly bright green light came from his Sea of Bitterness.

His divine spring bubbled forth, supplying him with a powerful life force.

His green wooden swords rushed out towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan’s heart shivered.

Different realms truly were separated by a heavenly chasm impossible to cross!

If he had not carefully waited for this opportunity to release his attack, he wouldn’t have had any hope of killing Elder Han.

He quickly jumped up and dodged behind the bronze cauldron.

Controlling the brilliant golden tome, he sent it slashing forward again.

Elder Han was heavily injured, practically on the verge of dying.

When the green wooden swords charged out they were still very bright with an intimidating Sword Qi.

But that light quickly turned dim, the swords shaking and on the verge of falling to the ground.

The golden paper was even sharper than divine iron.

It was practically a blazing piercing sun, quickly knocking down all the green wooden swords and slashing through them.

Ye Fan didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless.

The golden page turned into a divine rainbow.

Like the bright moon hanging in the dark sky, the page exploded with a terrifying aura as it charged towards Elder Han’s abdomen.

The dazzling light slashed forward, cutting through the region under his navel and causing his Sea of Bitterness to collapse.

His body was sliced through and sent flying into the stone wall, leaving a bloody human-shaped imprint before he slowly slid down to the floor.

Countless rays of divine light were emitted from the dazzling golden page as it rushed back into Ye Fan’s body.

Elder Han still hadn’t completely died.

His single arm held his head on his neck, not letting it tumble down.

It was obvious how powerful cultivators beyond the Sea of Bitterness realm were; ordinary people simply weren’t able to fight against them at all.

Ye Fan secretly wiped away his cold sweat.

If he hadn’t patiently endured for those seven days, it would have been fundamentally impossible for him to kill Elder Han.

At this time, Elder Han’s eyes were shooting out flames, unable to accept this reality.

There were no precious pills; all that had been waiting for him was the grim reaper’s sickle.

He could hardly believe what was happening.

The feeling of falling from heaven into hell drove him mad.

“Ek…agh…guh…” Elder Han’s throat was cut open and gushing blood, and blood even flowed out of his mouth as well, making it difficult for him to speak.

But his eyes were wide open as he glared fixedly at Ye Fan.

“Why…how…” In the end, managed to spit out some words with difficulty.

He seemed to be unwilling to take his final breath, not wanting to die in such vexation.

“Did you really consider me to be just some dumb monkey?” Ye Fan wasn’t careless, coldly staring at Elder Han and saying, “It’s a shame you aren’t a Daoist.” More blood overflowed from his wound, and he spoke with great difficulty, “You…I…hate…” Puu!

He coughed up huge amounts of blood, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

A large grievance formed in his heart.

Everything had gone so perfectly, but the end result ended up like this.

It was unacceptable to him even in death.

“You really considered me a pushover who you could handle however you pleased?

Treating me as a divine medicine to refine, such a sinister and cruel person deserves this kind of ending.” Ye Fan stood not far from him, pitilessly saying, “Your death is not at all unjust.

I waited seven days and nights to release this final sure-kill attack.

Be a good person in your next life, or your end will be just as miserable again.” Elder Han was absolutely livid.

His neck had been almost completely severed, but he still refused to take his final breath.

He continuously coughed up mouthfuls of blood, gnashing his teeth in anger and spitting some unclear words.

“I…unwilling…you…damn… Ye Fan looked at Elder Han and walked over to the various medicinal cabinets, opening them and releasing bursts of refreshing odors.

He collected the dozen or so rare spiritual medicines that were all on the same level as the divine phoenix herb.

“Old fogey, looks like you really were hardworking.

Bitterly toiling your whole life to gather this many rare spiritual medicines that ordinary people would never even dare to imagine obtaining.

It really causes me to admire you.

All I can say is thank you, I’ll kindly accept them!” “You…” Elder Han coughed up another mouthful of blood in anger, his eyes shooting fire.

If he could move, he would definitely swallow Ye Fan alive.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let your hard work go to waste.

These precious treasures of the heavens will be properly absorbed by me to attack the Spring of Life realm within the next two years.” “You…fucker!” Hearing such a word from Elder Han’s mouth really was shocking, but it truly did display how resentful he felt.

“You have to be calmer when you run into unexpected situations.

Opportunities always fall to those who prepare…” Ye Fan had a faint smile as he mocked him.

“The ancients did not deceive me!” Hearing this line of words, Elder Han went completely mad, his mouth spitting out blood like a fountain, managing to spit out four final words, “I…hate…the…ancients…” Elder Han died from his anger.

His hand powerlessly fell down and his head tumbled to the floor with it.

His eyes were still wide open in hatred and resentment.

“Find a good family to live with in your next life…” Ye Fan repeated Elder Han’s own words to him.

Both of them had been in the same mindset when they said them, but the results were completely different.

If Elder Han were to hear those words from the underworld, he would definitely once more spit out more blood and desperately struggle to climb back up.

Ye Fan strode over to the corner of the stone room, taking back his Bodhi seed from a stone table.

He placed the Bodhi seed back within his robes.

This was a miraculous seed.

It was capable of helping him comprehend the Dao, which made its value hard to calculate.

If word were to spread, maybe all of the Eastern Wastelands’ powerful cultivators would come to fight over it.

Moreover, the stronger a person was, the more they would desire this mysterious seed.

The further one went on the cultivation path, the harder it became.

Each time they wanted to advance or gain enlightenment required a difficult to obtain opportunity.

Ye Fan’s current realm was still very low, so it would be extremely difficult to gain such an opportunity.

He didn’t know how difficult it was for the cultivators further along to comprehend the Dao.

At that time, natural treasures and divine medicines would all be useless.

The true peak cultivators all had to have high comprehensions in order to breakthrough.