You should know, at the pinnacle of their civilization, there were millions of Chosen Ones, and there wasn't even a single Mythical one!
Moreover, this Talent was so powerful, so dominating!
Even now, they dared not recall what they had just felt, for the mere thought could cause their entire sense of self to collapse, even twist into a servant or puppet who would madly offer up themselves, offer up everything!
This wasn't because the other party's Talent was so malevolent, but simply because the difference in status was so great that they couldn't bear it!
Having signed a soul contract with such an entity, even though they were still weak, the nature of things had completely changed.
A hint of rebellion could bring unbearable consequences.