"I, Jiang Yi, swear upon the Heavenly Thearch that I will take Gu Mu to be my soul slave and return his freedom to him after five years. If I go against my word…"
Under Gu Mu's directions, Jiang Yi cut his own finger and spouted a whole bunch of rubbish. To him, swearing was redundant. Could divine spirits really punish mortals?
What's more, to mortals, they were the divine spirits who possessed the power to ruin heaven and earth. Could they be in charge of punishing themselves? Who was the Heavenly Thearch they were swearing to anyway? Was he really almighty?
"Alright, lean in. My Chaos Seed is quite weak. The lava's high temperature might destroy it!"
Gu Mu sent a voice transmission over to Jiang Yi, causing Jiang Yi to become more cautious. He frowned but did not walk over. What if Gu Mu wanted to have a final fight before dying? He pondered for a moment and then said, "Break your spiritual connection with your ring and throw it over!"