"Good."

Yan Mor Calamity nodded, and the two of them each ate the antidote, then sat down in the center of the hot springs and began to use their energy to force the poison.

"Pfft ..."

Two hours later, both of them sprayed out a mouthful of black blood at the same time.

After spitting out the black blood, Yan Mor Calamity only felt that his whole body was relieved, and every pore seemed to stretch out, and he had never been so relaxed in the past fifteen ...