Way Out

The Martial Dao Prime Body turned to look at Tang Kong and Hell Lord Bitter Springs and nodded slightly. "Thank you for this."

He could naturally tell that without Hell Lord Bitter Springs and Tang Kong's desperate protection, Consort Yu would not have been able to survive until now.

Tang Kong smiled. "Master, you speak too highly of us. It's our responsibility."

Hell Lord Bitter Springs smiled as well. "I don't have much time left. Now that I've seen Master return and guard Hell, I can leave in peace."

The Martial Dao Prime Body patted Hell Lord Bitter Springs' arm gently and said indifferently, "You won't die with me around."

"Huh?"

Hell Lord Bitter Springs was slightly stunned and did not understand what the Martial Dao Prime Body meant. He said hesitantly, "I'm afraid I only have a few thousand years left to live…"

Grotto-heaven Kings had a lifespan of a million years.