"It seemed so. Even those in the Heavenly Venerable Realm might not be able to wield Time Power. The Ancestral Witch Bloodline truly was incredibly wondrous." Fire Spirit Child's eyes gleamed.
The golden and white lights intertwined, then began to dim after several breaths before quickly vanishing entirely.
Nie Caizhu's figure emerged, floating silently in midair with her eyes shut tight, still unconscious.
Her appearance had not changed much, but butterfly-like wings had grown from her back. One was golden, the other white. They trembled slightly, looking exceptionally mysterious.
At that moment, an immense aura erupted from Nie Caizhu's body, astonishingly reaching the Late True Immortal Stage. Moreover, the aura was exceedingly strange—neither wholly immortal nor wholly witch—as though the Witch Bloodline within Nie Caizhu and her Immortal Path Magic Power had fused together.
The stone statue stood beside Nie Caizhu, its entire body covered in cracks as fragments continually fell from it. It looked as though it would collapse at any moment.
Yet as it looked at Nie Caizhu, a satisfied smile appeared on its face—the relief of an ancient wish finally fulfilled...
"Lord Hou Yi, I have finally fulfilled my promise..." the stone statue murmured. The last wisp of spiritual light on its body rapidly faded, and it could no longer remain suspended in the air, falling downward like a stubborn boulder.
A beam of golden light shot over and caught the stone statue, while Shen Luo's figure appeared beside it.
"Thank you for helping Cai Zhu inherit Lord Hou Yi's power." Shen Luo placed one hand across his chest and gave a Witch Race salute.
"No need for thanks. She has inherited Lord Hou Yi's power and is the hope of our Witch Race. I ask that you take good care of her in the future..." the