The true immortals made their oaths, and the heavens and earth trembled. Although they weren't from the land of the origin ancestor, oaths didn't care about such things. As long as someone made an oath, it was fine.
The group of true immortals made their oaths, and the vortex in the air was as heavy as a mountain. Lightning interweaved within, and a mysterious power fused into the void.
Dong Zhao had wanted to say that since they had chatted for so long and were somewhat related, he would definitely be lenient and let them leave, but he later realized that they were not related.
This kid was more terrifying than anyone else. He didn't care about this at all. If he didn't make an oath, he would be hammered. Just how terrifying was that?
