Nuwa felt a little reluctant. After all, this was something a great expert had drawn by hand. But since Houtu wanted it, letting her keep it was just as good.
Houtu casually placed the drawings on the table, then hurried off with Nuwa, leaving the Witch Clan.
Inside the Ancestor Witch Temple, Dijiang sensed that Houtu and Nuwa had left. He said to the Ancestor Witch Xuanming beside him, displeased, "Of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Houtu has the weakest cultivation now. She spends all day with her mind elsewhere instead of cultivating. Houtu has always listened to you, so when you have time, you should have a good talk with her."
Xuanming laughed and chided him, "What good would it do for me to talk to her? She's actually most afraid of you."
Dijiang pursed his lips. "Afraid of me? I don't think so. Oh, right, I need to use that Secret Treasure. I wonder if Houtu took it with her. I'll go check her place."
Xuanming nodded, and Dijiang got up and headed to Houtu's quarters.
As soon as he entered the room, Dijiang spotted a stack of manuscripts on the table.
Huh? How did something like this end up here?
Puzzled, Dijiang walked over and casually picked them up to take a look.
They seemed to be blueprints for palaces and various kinds of buildings.
Dijiang shook his head helplessly. He really didn't understand where Houtu had gotten these strange things.
Just as he was about to put them down, Dijiang felt something stir in his mind.
The spatial power within him began to fluctuate for no apparent reason.
A flash of joy crossed Dijiang's brow. He hadn't expected to make a breakthrough at a time like this.
He was just about to turn and return to his quarters to meditate when the sudden insight abruptly vanished.
Dijiang was deeply frustrated. This was a rare opportunity, one that might come only once in a thousand years. He couldn't believe it had lasted just a few short breaths before disappearing.
Alas, it seemed his foundations were still insufficient. He had let this opportunity slip away for nothing.
Feeling rather dispirited, Dijiang sighed and picked up the stack of manuscripts again.
His eyes wandered over them as his thoughts churned within him.
Gradually, Dijiang's gaze began to grow unfocused.
The shapes on the manuscripts suddenly rippled, and in the blink of an eye, all the lines began shifting in irregular patterns.
Swish, swish, swish...
For a moment, Dijiang seemed not to hear a thing.
He was utterly bewildered. His entire consciousness drifted aimlessly through endless space.
Millions upon millions of lines flickered in and out of view.
After an unknown length of time, Dijiang slowly came to his senses.
His heart filled with uncertainty. Where am I?
As he carefully sensed his surroundings, Dijiang was overcome with joy.
This unknown space was actually filled with boundless spatial power.
The Space Law was everywhere, and he could comprehend it at any moment.
Without hesitation, Dijiang immersed his consciousness in it and began absorbing and comprehending it at once.
Inside the Witch Clan's temple, Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, his expression grave.
By now, he had faintly sensed that an inexplicable pressure seemed to be hanging over the entire Witch Clan.
He wasn't particularly skilled in spatial abilities, and thought that if Dijiang were here, he would surely be able to find out what was happening.
Come to think of it, why had Dijiang been gone for so long?
After a long while, the pressure grew stronger, and Xuanming began to feel restless.
What, exactly, was happening?
Before long, powerful auras began erupting throughout the Witch Clan's territory.
The formidable Great Witches and the remaining Ancestor Witches had all noticed the strange changes in the clan.
They hurried to the Ancestor Witch Temple.
"Xuanming, you've been cultivating in the Ancestor Witch Temple this whole time. Have you noticed anything unusual?" Zhu Jiuyin asked.
Xuanming slowly shook his head. "I can't say for sure yet, but I have a vague sense that this pressure is coming from Houtu's cave dwelling."
"Houtu? Didn't she leave with Nuwa?"
"Right. Dijiang went there afterward."
"Ah, could this unusual disturbance have been caused by Dijiang?"
"It's possible. But the Ancestor Witch Temple hasn't sounded any alarm, so there's no need for everyone to worry. For now, just make sure the other clan members stay calm."
The pressure gradually began to solidify, and the entire Witch Clan territory grew oppressively tense.
A moment later, a powerful aura suddenly erupted!
Xuanming's eyes narrowed. Sure enough, the aura was coming from Houtu's cave dwelling. Could it really have something to do with Dijiang?
Just then, a domineering figure shot into the sky.
A giant, a thousand feet tall, stood majestically in midair.
The Great Witches of the Witch Clan were stunned.
It was a Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol!
Only those whose cultivation reached a certain level could manifest one.
It was Ancestor Witch Dijiang!
They knew Ancestor Witch Dijiang's aura better than anyone. Why was it so much stronger this time?
The immense pressure enveloped the entire Witch Clan, forcing them to take the situation seriously.
The other Ancestor Witches wore complicated expressions. They hadn't expected Dijiang to break through again.
Not much time had passed since his last breakthrough.
Dijiang was already extraordinarily powerful. With this breakthrough, he had edged his way into the ranks of the strongest among the Twelve Ancestor Witches. Perhaps only Ancestor Witch Xuanming could match him.
Dijiang laughed heartily and casually swept out his hand. A surging force of space rushed forth.
In the void ahead, thread after thread appeared from nowhere, condensing in midair.
In an instant, they tore the void apart.
They transformed into countless cages!
The cages were isolated from one another, yet also connected.
Seeing this, the Ancestor Witches were even more astonished.
Dijiang had actually mastered the Space Law to such an extent!
Truly terrifying!
After giving his new power a brief test, Dijiang was extremely satisfied.
In such a short time, his understanding of the Space Law had reached a new level.
After returning to his true form, Dijiang carefully put away the manuscripts.
Even now, he still couldn't shake his astonishment.
He hadn't expected these manuscripts to be so incredible. They actually contained such profound insights into the Space Law.
Houtu, honestly! Such precious materials, and she'd left them lying around so casually.
If he hadn't been so observant, how could he have noticed them?
And then he would have missed this great fortune.
Dijiang was practically burning with excitement. He couldn't wait to find Houtu and ask her about it in detail.
From the look of the manuscripts, some great expert seemed to have drawn them casually.
But that only made them all the more extraordinary.
If these were just casual drawings, then what if that great expert put in a little effort? Wouldn't the results be even more incredible?
Dijiang was practically burning with excitement, and now he was extremely restless.
He couldn't wait to find Houtu.
But the world was vast, and Houtu hadn't left word of where she was going. How could he find her?
Dijiang had no choice but to suppress his agitation and wait for Houtu to return.
So he could see Houtu as soon as possible, Dijiang decided he might as well stay put and cultivate in her cave dwelling until she came back.
Meanwhile, Houtu and Nuwa were flying unhurriedly toward Jiang Ping's little courtyard.
On the way, Houtu asked, "Nuwa, we should be almost there, right? Is there anything else you need to remind me about?"
Nuwa thought for a moment, then said softly, "There's not much else. The great expert is currently just an ordinary living being, so you absolutely mustn't reveal any of your divine abilities or cultivation. Also, you should come up with an alias. I call myself Miss Feng. What about you?"
Houtu giggled. "Nuwa, hearing you talk about him has made me even more curious about this great expert. How about I call myself Wu Hou?"
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