A thousand years, ten thousand years—to a being like the World Tree, that was no more than a nap. But Tang Changsheng was not greedy. If a mighty Taiyi Immortal would help him for ten thousand years, what more could he ask for?
He made his decision on the spot. "Then let us swear an oath!"
Having cultivated to Tang Changsheng's level, he had begun to touch upon the Heavenly Secrets Law. Oaths were no longer things he could make lightly; they could stir the Heavenly Secrets at the slightest provocation.
In other words, if he swore that five bolts of heavenly lightning would strike him for breaking an oath, they certainly would. There would be no joking about it.
All the more so for a Taiyi Immortal. Such a being's every movement carried power, and his words became law. Any agreement he made could not be broken.
Once both sides swore the oath, neither could go back on it!
The World Tree seemed unconcerned with his own survival, but protecting this world was his instinct.
The Purple Dusk Demons were extracting the world's Primordial Force to breed their monster troops. They were destroying the very foundations of this world—something the World Tree could never tolerate...
Set against the survival of an entire world, what was helping Tang Changsheng for ten thousand years?
The World Tree extended a hand. Points of light drifted out, turning into lines of runes that held their form.
"These are Heavenly Book Characters, at least above the yellow grade... A direct manifestation of the Heavenly Secrets Law!"
Tang Changsheng extended a hand, and Talismans floated out of his Spirit Terrace. They pressed against the runes, leaving his mark.
At once, the runes lit up. Each character shot away like a star and vanished into an