Lin Xuan flicked his finger, and the talisman ignited without any wind. Then an arc of lightning flashed, and the Jade Box silently shattered to pieces. A statue of a woman appeared before their eyes, only about a foot long, but in the next instant, spiritual light blazed brilliantly, and the statue's size suddenly swelled.
In the span of just a few breaths, it became roughly the size of a real person.
"This..."
Peacock pressed a hand to her forehead, her pretty face filled with astonishment. The statue had been carved from some unknown black stone.
It was a young maiden in the prime of youth, her features lifelike to the extreme. Her face was beautiful, her figure slender; though the material used to carve her was black, it still could not conceal that peerless jade countenance.
Yet this woman had nine heads and eighteen arms, making her look strange to the extreme.
She looked extremely similar to Lin Xuan when he used the Lesser Luo Heaven Dharma Image.
"The Heavenly Witch Goddess!"
"Wife, you recognize her?"
"Mm. I once saw her in Fairy Miao You's boudoir. Of course, what she enshrined was only an ordinary divine statue; it can't compare with this one of yours, husband." Peacock's honest voice entered his ears. "This one before us—where did you get it, husband?"
"Heh heh. By a stroke of chance, I once discovered the ruins of the Ink Moon Tribe beneath the sea in the Spirit World." Naturally, Lin Xuan had nothing to hide from his beloved wife, but he merely summarized it in a few brief sentences. Then he brushed his sleeve, and a streak of Azure Glow swept out, wrapped around the divine statue of the Heavenly Witch Goddess, and flew toward the empty pedestal.
A click reached their