Chapter 1288

Following that, he said respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, from now on, this subordinate is willing to serve Your Majesty to the death!"

"Very good, this is the elixir I reward you with.

It is enough for you to cultivate to the peak of the Sixth-Turn Divine Pill!"

Zhao Xing said faintly.

And the Beiming Holy Monarch dared not have the slightest hesitation, taking the elixir and swallowing it.

In an instant, the injuries in his body were completely recovered.

Following that, he bowed again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

And just after his voice had fallen.

Zhao Xing waved his hand, signaling for the opponent to retreat.

Following that, he left surrounded by a group of guards.

Such a scene caused a look of gratitude to appear on the Beiming Holy Monarch's face.

Because he clearly knew.

This was the opponent giving him a chance.

And at the same time.

Inside the Great Han's Imperial City.