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Ye Hao's voice was ice-cold and without any emotion. It was like a cold wind blowing in the nine hells, making Son-of-Saint, Zihua's heart tremble. He opened his mouth and wanted to continue mocking Ye Hao, but his intuition told him that if he continued speaking, he might really die here in the next moment.

As a Saint Blood Lineage, he was one of the most talented of Purple Sky Sect. When had he ever received such a threat, and if it was in the depths of his Star Sea, he definitely wouldn't be afraid in the slightest, because everyone knew how powerful Purple Sky Sect was. If they dared to lay their hands on him, they would definitely provoke endless fury from his Purple Sky Sect.

However, he was still a little uncertain when it came to this fallen Taichu Star of the Wilderness.

These aboriginal cultivator did not know what kind of colossus the Purple Sky Sect was, but if this young man in front of them was stupid, then his death would be too unfair.

"To... "I want to live …"

His handsome face was flushed red, and at the bottom of his heart, he felt an unprecedented humiliation. He was a Saint Blood Lineage, a monster of Son-of-Saint Level, and was considered a heaven's pride expert even in the vast Star Sea.

However, at this moment, within this Savage World, he had submitted to Aboriginal Youth. The killing intent in the young man's eyes was simply too real, Son-of-Saint, Zihua was afraid that if he met a rash opponent, his life would end in this heaven and earth cage.

After all, no one would want to die if they could live. Although Son-of-Saint, Zihua was proud, he was not stupid.

He still had a great life ahead of him. He had not fully matured yet, and in the future, he would have to become a great Ascendant. In fact, even the domain of saints. Enduring a moment of humiliation was nothing.

As he consoled himself in his heart, the anger and humiliation in Son-of-Saint, Zihua's eyes slowly faded away. He said with a blank face: "Say it, what conditions?"

Seeing Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who had been arrogant not long ago, but now looked like he had let go of all his burdens, Ye Hao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Honestly speaking, if he didn't have any other choice, he temporarily didn't want to kill Extraterritorial Son-of-Saint.

Although he had never gone into the depths of the Star Sea, he could completely imagine that if a Saint Blood Lineage fell, it would definitely set off a storm that would shake the heavens. Especially the person behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who would explode with overflowing rage, and at that time, there would definitely be endless trouble and disaster.

If Sovereign White Lotus had not escaped by coincidence, his This Heaven and Earth would have definitely bled and floated to the surface, with a million corpses lying on the ground. If you added the rules behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua, even Ye Hao could not imagine how many people would have died by then.

But even if he knew, he didn't want to kill Son-of-Saint, Zihua right now, because in the future, he would have to return to the Eastern Desolation to clear his debt of blood. It would be impossible for him to do so by himself, and it was time to build up his own power.

"Swear a soul oath and become my slave for a thousand years. After a thousand years, I will set you free."

Ye Hao's black eyes flickered for a while before he coldly spoke. However, just as he finished speaking, Son-of-Saint, Zihua angrily screamed: "You want me to become your slave? Impossible! There's nothing to talk about at all! "

He thought that the young man wanted to take the opportunity to extort some cultivation resources. Regardless of whether it was a cultivation technique or spiritual medicine, as long as it was not a lion opening its mouth, he would accept it.

But who would have thought that the youth actually wanted him!

A dignified Saint Blood Lineage, a heaven chosen of Son-of-Saint Level, if he became a servant of a aboriginal cultivator, if this were to spread out, even if he regained his freedom in the future, how would he have the face to walk with his Star Sea?

Most importantly, Celestial Phenomenon Stage cultivators only had a lifespan of at most a thousand years. Wouldn't this mean that he would have to spend his entire life trapped in this Desolate Land, following an unknown aboriginal?

Thinking about this, Son-of-Saint, Zihua could not help but feel sad, "Kill him. This Saint would rather die than become your servant!"

Seeing Son-of-Saint, Zihua's resentful face, Ye Hao could not help but rub his nose. The time that he had promised was indeed a little long, and it actually caused such a huge reaction from Son-of-Saint, Zihua.

"Fine, we will each take a step back. Five hundred years."

At the same time, his fingertip formed a seal. His Soul Suppressing Bridge appeared in the air and floated above Son-of-Saint, Zihua, a vast and boundless pressure filled the air, "If you do not agree, then prepare to become a remnant soul under the Soul Suppressing Bridge."

"You …"

Anger rose in Son-of-Saint, Zihua's eyes. He wanted to angrily refuse, but the oppressive feeling of Soul Suppressing Bridge made him feel like he was facing a Archean Devil Mountain. He couldn't help but feel hesitant in his heart.

With his current condition, if he were to be suppressed by this strange stone bridge, he would definitely die.

If they could live, who would want to die?

500 years … To be honest, it wasn't impossible!

Better to die than to live.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua kept comforting himself, and finally gritted his teeth and said with hatred in his voice, "It's not impossible for me to agree, but you have to keep it a secret and not leak it out. Even five hundred years from now, this matter must not be leaked out!"0

Ye Hao was shocked, he did not expect that Extraterritorial Son-of-Saint would be so near death, worrying about reputation and such insignificant things.

"Alright, I agree."

Ye Hao nodded, and under Son-of-Saint, Zihua's strong request, he swore a soul oath not to leak the agreement between the two.

"And you, bald head! Not a single word of what we have seen today is allowed to leak out! "

Son-of-Saint, Zihua looked at Lu Guan hatefully, and the latter could only swear a soul oath with a weird expression. At the same time, he could not help but feel emotional, to accept a Saint Blood Lineage as a slave, let alone the entire Taichu Star, even in the depths of Star Sea, it was extremely rare.

Only a reckless young man could do such a crazy thing.

In the end, Son-of-Saint, Zihua made sure that today's matter wouldn't be leaked out before he reluctantly swore a soul oath to follow Ye Hao for five hundred years.

Of course, even if there was a Soul Oath shackle, for safety's sake, Ye Hao still used the Spiritual Array techniques inherited from Shen Jiuyou and planted dozens of Prohibition s within the former's body. They were all unassailable death techniques that bound Son-of-Saint, Zihua's soul, Sea of Consciousness, Sea of Life, and Dao Soul.

He didn't think that even after being restricted by the soul oath, the youth would still be this cautious. With how many Prohibition he had in his body, he guessed that not even the ancestor saint of his clan would be able to break them. If he tried, the first one to die would be him.

"How vicious!" Son-of-Saint, Zihua said bitterly, "This Saint's words are true. I swore a soul oath to witness the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and yet you still use such petty tricks to guard against me!"

Towards Son-of-Saint, Zihua's resentment, Ye Hao pretended not to see it. He casually kicked Son-of-Saint, Zihua's leg and said, "Stop playing dead, get up quickly and head deeper into the relic."

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