Ling Han continued to concoct alchemical pills, acting as if he had not heard anything.
If he stopped now, all his previous efforts would be wasted. He naturally wouldn't waste a precious medicinal ingredient and the time that he had already spent.
Mingyue trembled. He had not stepped onto the Celestial Path yet, and Cauldron Forging Tier was like a god to him.
A terrifying aura approached, and soon, a man walked into the alchemy chamber.
This was a tall, broad-shouldered man. He was not very old, and looked to be less than thirty years old, while his eyes were burning with spirit. In fact, his gaze would cause one to feel a piercing pain.
"He, what arrogance. I, Zha Hu, have come to pay a visit, and you actually still dare to hide and not come out!" This man said coldly. His aura had turned into a blade that could be seen with the naked eye. Pu, pu, pu, marks had appeared on the walls and furniture of the room, showing his powerful strength.