When Sikong Haoxuan's words fell, Nan Xing fiercely knelt in front of Sikong Haoxuan, pulled out a dagger from his pocket, cut his right index finger, and let the blood flow horizontally. Gazing at Sikong Haoxuan with both eyes, he chanted with a face full of piety, "Great God of Creation, Osho, in accordance with the ancient contract, grant the man before me the authority of my life for the rest of my life." The bloodied index finger lightly touched Sikong Haoxuan's brow amidst Nan Xing's chanting.

Facing the oldest contract in the Yag Continent, amidst Nan Xing's pious chanting. Sikong Haoxuan, this modern atheist, was also deeply infected by the solemnity and piety flowing in the air, his figure could not help but sit upright, his face slowly becoming serious.

"I-Sikong Haoxuan, accept the loyalty of Warrior South Star."

The hall, remained silent after the end of the oath. Both children, who were still underage, needed to calm themselves down.

The mind of Sikong Haoxuan, who had an adult soul, was the first to calm down, "Regardless of what world it is in, a culture that has been silenced through a long history can cause the mind to oscillate." He thought as such.

In his heart, Sikong Haoxuan was also secretly surprised by this sudden behavior of Nan Xing, from his mother's memories, Sikong Haoxuan knew that although this oldest pact of the Yag Continent had been passed down amongst various races, there had been very few intelligent creatures that had used it again over the millennia. This was not an indication that the contract no longer had any utility, but rather an indication of the devotion of the continent's races to this ancient contract.

Of course, Sikong Haoxuan knew the purpose of Nan Xing's use of the oldest contract, Nan Xing had a maturity far beyond that of an ordinary child.

Looking at Nan Xing who stood respectfully by his side, Sikong Haoxuan sighed, "Nan Xing, the first thing you need to know right now is that intuition needs to be verified, and strength is the basis for verifying intuition."

"Your feeling that I am stronger than my father and grandfather is an unverified intuition. Your feeling that your father is about to face danger is also because of the unvalidated process, so your father won't believe you."

"I am not stronger than father and grandfather as you feel, it's just that I started from a higher point than them."

Nan Xing nodded thoughtfully, Sikong Haoxuan knew that Nan Xing did not fully understand, but he also stopped doing too much explaining, there were some things that needed to be experienced slowly by oneself.

Sikong Haoxuan stared solemnly at Nan Xing, "My following words, you must listen clearly and make your own decision. Once you decide, either you die or you stick with it."

"I have a method to increase your cultivation speed to a level that is beyond your imagination, but I am afraid that this method is also the most cruel punishment in the world. Whether or not the human body can withstand its cycles, I myself am not sure."

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Nan Xing was not interested in the "most cruel punishment in the world", he asked with slight excitement, "Young Lord, to what extent can this method allow me to increase my cultivation speed?"

Sikong Haoxuan's expression was a bit blank and his voice was a bit fluttery, "Going through a cycle, you are cultivating for a lifetime."

Nan Xing was a bit puzzled, and was just about to open his mouth to inquire, when Sikong Haoxuan interrupted, "There are some things that can only be experienced, but not spoken, you need to experience them."

"Give me a root of your hair."

Nan Xing's heart was filled with doubt as he pulled off a hair and handed it to Sikong Haoxuan, who gently twisted the fine hair in his hand and slowly said, "Be prepared in your heart, during this process, once the mind breaks down. Then it will truly die, and no one will be able to save you."

Nan Xing stared wide-eyed at the fine hair between Sikong Haoxuan's fingers, in his heart he felt that everything that was about to happen would be related to this hair of his.

The fine hair between Sikong Haoxuan's fingers ignited a faint green flame out of nowhere when Nan Xing's mind was in turmoil. The weak flame even caused the bright hall to darken, seeing this strange scene, Nan Xing's muscles tightened violently.

The fine hair with green flames slowly floated up from Sikong Haoxuan's hand, pulsating with the syllables spewed out from Sikong Haoxuan's mouth, disintegrating into dots of starry flames. Nan Xing swore in his heart that the syllables coming out of Sikong Haoxuan's mouth were not at all human sounds, such as, as the soul's speech.

Sikong Haoxuan's fingers flicked, and the star flames floating in the air disappeared. Appeared out of thin air around the South Star, like a boundary enveloping the South Star.

Under the star flame's cover, the Southern Star underwent a creepy change. Originally healthy and taut bronze-colored skin began to slowly pale and flaccid wrinkles appeared, full of thick black hair, began to slowly turn white and fall off. Eye sockets deep, this clear and bright eyes began to slowly cloudy. A child even instantly aging, a moment after the species, turned into dust. The dust on the ground slowly forms the first embryo of life and begins a new cycle of life.

Ancient Sorcery - Age

After Sikong Haoxuan dispersed his sorcery, the quiet and bright hall was as if nothing had happened except for the stupefied Nan Xing.

Gazing at Nan Xing with both eyes, although Sikong Haoxuan inwardly had confidence in Nan Xing who had gone to war, experienced life and death, and was filled with hatred, he could not help but feel nervous in his heart at this moment. If Nan Xing could not transcend the torment of life and death, if Nan Xing's mind crumbled under the wash of the years, then Nan Xing would be forever lost between life and death, becoming a living dead man.

Time was slowly draining away, and the sky had slightly brightened. The glimmer of light slowly returned to Nan Xing's dull eyes. Only then did Sikong Haoxuan let out a sigh of relief and nodded in his heart, "After experiencing the initial baptism of life and death, the road ahead is going to be a little better."

Recovering his sanity, Nan Xing knelt before Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Lord, Nan Xing understands."

Willing to help Nan Xing up, a trace of admiration surfaced between Sikong Haoxuan's complexion. He knew that it was he himself who did not have the certainty of experiencing the baptism of the ages right now.

"Nan Xing, now that you have passed through the most dangerous stage, but you are still far from reaching the level where you can cultivate through the years. In the days to come, you will have to adapt to this baptism of the ages. Keep your mind calm between life and death, and go about cultivating your Dou Qi in the cycle of life and death. When you can ignore the years, you will be able to go for revenge."

"Young Lord, Nan Xing knows."