Chapter 43 The Blood Oath

• Under Elder Python's guidance, Felix sat cross-legged, placing the rusty sword across his legs. He recited the incantation, channeling his true essence and mental power into the divine sword.
• As his consciousness entered the sword, he felt a vast space inside, though it was all gray and murky—he couldn't see a thing.
• "Why isn't anything happening?" Felix wondered, frowning at the drops of blood on the sword.