When Sikong Haoxuan finished speaking, Nan Xing suddenly knelt in front of Sikong Haoxuan, took out a dagger from his arms, cut his right index finger, and let blood flow. Sikong Haoxuan, who was staring at both eyes, chanted devoutly: "The great creation god Oshui, in accordance with the ancient contract, granted the authority of my life to the man in front of him, and he will never regret it." The bloody index finger touched Sikong Haoxuan's eyebrows lightly in the singing of Nan Xing.

Facing the oldest contract on Yag Continent, amid the pious chanting of Nanxing, Sikong Haoxuan, a modern atheist, was deeply infected by the solemnity and piety flowing in the air. His figure couldn't help but sit upright and his face gradually became serious.

"I - Sikong Haoxuan, accept the loyalty of the warrior Nanxing."

The hall was still quiet after the oath was over. Both underage children needed to calm down.

Sikong Haoxuan, who has an adult soul, was calm first, "No matter what world is in, the mind can be shaken after a long and silent culture." He thought so.

Sikong Haoxuan was also secretly surprised by Nan Xing's sudden behavior. From his mother's memory, Sikong Haoxuan knew that although the oldest contract in Yag continent had been circulating among various races, few intelligent creatures have used it for thousands of years. This does not mean that the contract is no longer effective, but rather that the devotion of the tribes of the continent towards this ancient contract.

Sikong Haoxuan certainly knew the purpose of Nanxing using this oldest contract, and Nanxing had a maturity far beyond ordinary children.

Looking at Nan Xing standing respectfully beside him, Sikong Haoxuan sighed: "Nan Xing, the first thing you need to know now is that intuition needs to be verified, and strength is the basis for verifying intuition."

"You feel that I am better than my father and grandpa, and that I have no verified intuition. You feel that your father is going to be in danger, and because there is no verified process, your father will not believe you."

"I'm not better than my father and grandpa as you feel, but I'm just a higher starting point than them."

Nan Xing nodded thoughtfully. Sikong Haoxuan knew that Nan Xing did not fully understand, but he no longer explained too much. Some things need to be experienced slowly by himself.

Sikong Haoxuan stared at Nan Xing seriously, "If I am down, you must hear clearly and make your own decision. Once you decide, you must either die or persevere."

"I have a way to increase your cultivation speed to a level that you can't imagine, but this method is probably the most cruel punishment in the world. I don't know whether the human body can withstand its cycle."

Nan Xing was not interested in "the most cruel punishment in the world". He asked with a little excitement, "Young Master, how fast can this method make me practice?"

Sikong Haoxuan looked a little confused and his voice was a little floating, "When you go through a cycle, you are like practicing for a lifetime."

Nan Xing was a little puzzled and was about to ask, but Sikong Haoxuan interrupted: "Some things can only be understood but not expressed in words. You need to experience them."

"Give me a root of your hair."

Nan Xing pulled out a hair and handed it to Sikong Haoxuan with confusion. Sikong Haoxuan gently twisted the thin hair in his hand and said slowly: "Be prepared in your heart. In this process, once your mind collapses, you will really die and no one can save you."

Nan Xing stared at Sikong Haoxuan's fine hair between his fingers, and he felt in his heart that everything about to happen would be related to his hair.

The thin hair between Sikong Haoxuan's fingers ignited a faint green flame out of thin air when Nanxing's mind was turbulent. The faint flames actually made the bright hall dark. Seeing this strange scene, Nanxing's muscles suddenly tightened.

The fine hair of the green flame seedlings slowly floated up from Sikong Haoxuan's hand, and as the syllables spit out in Sikong Haoxuan's mouth beat, it decomposed into star flames. Nan Xing swears in his heart that the syllables produced by Sikong Haoxuan's mouth are not sounds that humans can make, such as the telling of the soul.

Sikong Haoxuan bounced his finger slightly, and the star flames floating in the air disappeared. They appeared out of thin air around Nanxing, like a barrier covering Nanxing.

Nanxing, shrouded in star flames, undergoes a terrifying change. The originally healthy and tight bronze skin began to slowly turn pale and loosen and wrinkles, and the thick black hair on its head began to slowly turn white and fall off. The eye sockets were deep, and the clear and bright eyes began to slowly turbid. A child actually aged instantly, and after a moment of planting, it turned into dust. The dust on the ground slowly formed the initial embryo of life and began a new cycle of life.

Ancient Witchcraft—Time

After Sikong Haoxuan dispersed the witchcraft, nothing happened in the quiet and bright hall except Nanxing, who looked dull.

Looking at Nanxing, although Sikong Haoxuan had confidence in the battlefield, life and death, and hatred, Nanxing was full of hatred, but he couldn't help feeling nervous at this moment. If Nanxing could not escape the torture of life and death, if Nanxing's soul collapsed under the erosion of time, then Nanxing would be lost between life and death forever and become a living dead person.

Time is slowly losing, and the sky is slightly brighter. Nan Xing's dazed eyes slowly regained his spirit. Sikong Haoxuan then breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in his heart, "After experiencing the initial baptism of life and death, the road ahead will be easier."

Nan Xing, who had recovered his mind, knelt in front of Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Master, Nan Xing understands."

He was about to lift Nanxing up, and a hint of admiration appeared in Sikong Haoxuan's expression. He knew that even he was not sure about experiencing the baptism of the years.

"Nanxing, you have now passed the most dangerous stage, but you are far from reaching the level of being able to practice in the years. In the days to come, you will have to adapt to the baptism of these years. Keep your mind calm between life and death, and practice your fighting spirit in the cycle of life and death. When you can ignore the years, you can take revenge."

"Young Master, Nan Xing knows."
Chapter completed!