Bang!
The moment Cheng Yun's words left his mouth, Zhao Kun made his move as fast as a bolt of lightning and placed his palm on the Death Pact stone tablet and forged the Death Pact.
After he withdrew his hand, he looked at Duan Ling Tian with a hint of provocation and mockery in his eyes.
Naturally, he still felt anxious in his heart. Now that they had reached the critical juncture, all his efforts would have been in vain if Duan Ling Tian suddenly changed his mind.
"Will Ling Tian really sign a Death Pact with Zhao Kun?" The group of Mystical Sky Mansion's disciples standing at the side, in the distance, studied Duan Ling Tian. At this moment, all of them were filled with anxiety as well.
Bang!
When Duan Ling Tian finally extended his hand and placed his palm on the Death Pact stone tablet, the Mystical Sky Mansion's disciples who were anxious finally calmed down.
As soon as they calmed down, many of their eyes widened, and some of them even gasped.
