The stone statue burst into laughter. "It is rare for me to awaken even a few times in ten thousand years. With your aptitude, you are barely qualified to become my divine envoy!"
"Once you become my divine envoy, you will immediately gain control of this divine temple. By then, those two outside will be utterly helpless against you. As my divine envoy, how could you possibly be allowed to die at their hands?" the stone statue said with a cold snort. Its tone was incomparably indifferent. To ordinary people, Celestial Realm experts were overwhelmingly powerful, yet in its eyes, they were no different from ants.
Shouts and roars came from outside. The Ferocious Snake and Wang Zhenyu had already fought their way to the entrance of the hall.
"If you wish to become my divine envoy and inherit my legacy, you must agree to several matters," the stone statue said.
"Please speak, honored deity," Ye Xiwen said with cupped hands.
"Once you become my divine envoy, you will receive part of my legacy. You must swear to serve me loyally for all eternity. Otherwise, may heaven strike you with lightning and leave you dead without a burial place!" As the stone statue spoke, Ye Xiwen heard rolling heavenly thunder by his ears. An inexplicable pressure suddenly appeared in the sky and pressed down upon his heart.
Ye Xiwen had a premonition that if he agreed, it might truly become reality. Should he violate the oath, the heavenly dao itself would destroy him without the deity needing to act.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen suddenly recalled that in the distant past, during the Myth Era when deities still existed in the world, there had been such things as divine oaths. Once one swore to a deity, it would come true.