Qingmu, who had been lying on the ground all along, now stood up.
His face was still pale and devoid of any color, and his breath exhaled white air, with a chilling aura.
However, this was normal, after all, previously, he had been severely eroded by the Extreme Yin Mysterious Qi, barely hanging on with his last breath.
Now, although the coldness in his body had been completely absorbed by Chen Hai, his severely damaged body couldn't possibly recover instantly.
"Thank you, young master, for your rescue. Without your help, I fear I would have met my doom here this time!"
Feeling the condition within his body, Qingmu let out a long sigh with a bitter expression.
He cupped his fist towards Chen Hai, bowed, and continued, "Since I have sworn a Heavenly Dao oath to serve you for a thousand years, I will certainly not go back on my word."
"You can be assured of this, young master, but for a while, I must recuperate to restore some of my strength."
