"A Dao oath?"
"Mentor Huo Mian is truly serious!"
"She actually went that far… there's no turning back now."
The women whispered among themselves, their voices laced with shock and disbelief.
Even among cultivators, where ruthlessness and ambition were commonplace, such a decision was not something taken lightly.
"Yes. Once a Dao oath is made, it cannot be undone," one of them said in a hushed tone. "It binds not only the body, but the soul itself."
And that was the truth. Dao oaths were absolute.
They were witnessed by the heavens, engraved into one's very existence.
Those who dared to defy them would face consequences beyond imagination.
There had once been powerful cultivators who believed themselves clever enough to exploit loopholes and geniuses who tried to twist the oath's wording or escape its binding through forbidden techniques.
But in the end, every single one of them met the same fate.
