Magi

This pure dark magic cane was completely lusterless, however, the terrifying, soul-level strike released by it was as great as mountain clasping and tsunami, and was able to surge directly and deeply into people’ souls, interrogate about the most hidden thoughts buried in the deepest area of one’s heart.

Both Yu Mu and Feng Xing’ bodies were now covered in sweat, which had been pouring down in streams. They looked straight at that magic cane while their knees abruptly thudded against the ground, then they solemnly and respectfully kowtowed to the cane.

Yu Mu popped his eyes up and began murmuring, “I, Yu Mu, have no parents and families, the Magi Palace raised me. I will support and protect our humankind forever and ever, and will never betray it. Under the watchful eyes of the gods in heaven, and under the witnesses of my ancestors’ souls, I, Yu Mu, will never do anything that might fail you, Minister Wen Ming and other elders, the Magi Palace and our humankind.”