Just when Fang Hao thought he was certain to win, "Ye Lingyue," who was still sitting beside the bed, revealed a smug smile of successful conspiracy.
She was just waiting for Fang Hao to leave Governor Lan's body so that she could heal him.
Suddenly, she raised her right hand, and on it, a blinding black light flashed.
In the black light, a cauldron the size of a fingernail grew bigger and bigger, levitating in midair.
The black light emitted by the Black Cauldron, like an unavoidable spider's web, enveloped Fang Hao's soul body.
The Qian Cauldron produced a strong suction force, drawing Fang Hao's soul body into it.
"Impossible, you're just a Third Rank Alchemist, how could you possibly cultivate a Solid Rank..." Fang Hao screamed in misery, but, sadly, he never had the chance to get an answer.
