Deep in the chaos, the vast and boundless Witch God Plane had hung silently for countless years. Over time, the film of light shrouding its surface had gradually evolved and improved, until it had developed a Wind-Fire Barrier.
Ever since the Main Body returned from its battle with the Heavenly Dao, the Witch God Plane had undergone earth-shattering changes. An endless radiance of faith enveloped the entire world.
Seen from above, the first thing that caught the eye across the Witch God Plane was a divine statue tens of thousands of zhang tall, standing at the center of the plane. It was none other than the Main Body's statue. A vast beam of faith descended from the endless reaches of space and time, enveloping the entire statue. Countless mysterious golden runes shimmered across its surface, and its four pairs of enormous wings seemed ready to spread and take flight at any moment. Vast divine might swept across the entire plane.
Near the Main Body's enormous statue stood statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Blood Prison Five Ancestors. Each was a hundred thousand zhang tall, arranged in a ring around the Main Body's statue, as if guarding it.
In the past, aside from the enormous Blood Prison City, there had been no other cities across the Witch God Plane. Almost everywhere, there had been towering mountains, ancient woods, mighty rivers and vast seas, as well as enormous savage beasts born of the Witch God Plane.
Now, however, the plane was filled with one magnificent city after another. Countless resurrected Witch People cultivated and lived within them. Their lives were peaceful and tranquil—if not paradise, then something even better.
Apart from its magnificent cities, the plane's most distinctive feature was the countless Witch Towers that rose thousands of zhang into