“Master, it’s my fault for not helping you break through before the deadline,” the disciple said, his voice filled with sorrow.

“Don’t worry, my disciple. I’m not going to die,” Xu Fan reassured with a smile, looking at his distraught disciple.

“It’s my fault for not getting more Foundation Establishment Pills for you, otherwise…” the top disciple of the sect sobbed uncontrollably, kneeling on the ground.

Xu Fan sighed, looking at his top disciple with a mix of helplessness and affection, then casually tossed a Foundation Establishment Pill into his mouth.

Suddenly, a five-colored aura illuminated the heavens and the earth.