"What is this?" Lin Qi looked at the tiny black hall in his palm. Its design was wickedly strange, yet it exuded supreme majesty. The moment Lin Qi had snatched the hall from the Dragon Witch King, waves of numbness had spread through his palm, as if tiny currents of electricity were flowing into his body.
"This is..." The Dragon Witch King shook his head. "I don't know what it is either. But I personally saw someone emerge from within it, slaughter two God Lords, thirty-eight Main Gods, and countless deities, then flee into the abyss."
With a soft sigh, the Dragon Witch King's eyes drooped. "If I hadn't happened to encounter it, I fear I would have been torn apart into a pile of broken bones long ago."
Lin Qi pondered for a while, then bit his finger and used his blood to inscribe a complex divine contract script in the air before him. Detailed clauses appeared one after another, laid out with perfect clarity. There was not the slightest ambiguous wording; every phrase was clean and plain, unmistakably clear.
Those who signed the agreement would become the staunchest of allies. Both sides would spare no effort and wield their greatest strength against the gods. They were strictly forbidden from harming or plotting against each other. Should either party violate the covenant, their soul would immediately collapse. Within this contract, Lin Qi was the principal party and the Dragon Witch King the subordinate one. In other words, Lin Qi would have the final say in all joint actions, while the Dragon Witch King possessed only the right to offer advice and participate in decision-making.
It was a clean, crystal-clear contract. After completing this soul contract, Lin Qi looked at the Dragon Witch King, then split open his brow. His