Within Pangu Hall, the chaos-colored light gradually receded, and the Law Deities behind the Twelve Ancestral Witches slowly sank into their bodies.
The blessing power from the Great Dao ebbed like a tide, yet left an eternal mark upon the Heavenly Dao.
Beneath the vaulted ceiling of Pangu Hall, the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus slowly revolved, shedding a wash of chaos light that enveloped the entire hall.
Within that light, the Witch Clan's fortune flowed like an invisible river, growing ever steadier and more substantial beneath the green lotus's radiance.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches emerged from the lingering resonance of the Great Dao's blessing, an unprecedented light gleaming in every pair of eyes.
Di Jiang lowered his head to look at his hands. Feeling the power within him that connected to the Heavenly Dao, he said in a deep voice:
"A Law Deity... I can feel it deep within my divine soul, fused with my will.
"It is both a part of the Heavenly Dao and an extension of myself. I have never felt anything like this."
Zhu Jiuyin opened his cloudy old eyes, which now held a trace of clarity and depth:
"The time law... Before, I could only manipulate time by instinct. Now I can clearly perceive every tributary and every node of the River of Time.
"A Law Deity truly is like a primordial spirit. It allows me to genuinely comprehend the Heavenly Dao."
Zhu Rong laughed loudly. "Haha! I can feel it too!
"Although I wielded the fire law before, it always felt as though a veil stood between us, leaving everything hazy.
"Now that veil is gone. The fire law is like a part of my body. I can use it however I wish!"
For once, Gong Gong did not argue. He nodded and said,