The Ancient Web's answer was just what Li Shun had expected, so he could hardly say he was disappointed.
"However..."
But the Ancient Web's next words took a turn that made Li Shun's heart lurch.
"Now that the puppet Fang Han has inherited the Azure Wood Invocation and remade his witch body, we may be able to use him as a medium to seek out the other nine Blessings."
"How so?" Li Shun asked in a low voice.
The Ancient Web fell briefly silent, seemingly still assessing how much Li Shun's soul could bear.
Only after a moment did it answer.
For once, a faint tremor entered its cold, mechanical voice.
"The Primordial Ten Blessings encompass the most fundamental powers of creation between Heaven and Earth. They share a single source: a Primordial Witch God born alongside Heaven and Earth. When the Witch God fell, his essence shattered and gave rise to the ten witches of later ages."
"Thus, in theory, if a living being gathered all ten Blessings and mastered every power of creation, he might well recreate that Primordial Witch God's supreme might."
"In fact, back in the age of the Ancient Primordial, though all ten bore the name of witch, they were never truly of one heart. They distrusted and guarded against one another, treating their own kind as enemies."
"The reason was that every witch could hunt down another, forcibly strip away their source of creation, and claim it for themselves! Because of this greed and hunger to devour their own kind, rooted deep in their blood, the Witch Clan waged war within its ranks year after year. When the catastrophe that destroyed the Primordial Continent descended, the Witch Clan, scattered like loose sand, was among the first to suffer and suffered the heaviest losses."
"Though