Chapter 612 - 608: Deeply Etched
This is the Witch Clan Seal that only the Witch Clan Leader can use.
Every Young Clan Leader of the Witch Clan must obtain the approval of the Witch Clan Seal to become the Clan Leader.
Therefore, within the Witch Clan, there has never been a conflict among pure-blooded Witch Clan Beastmen for the position of Clan Leader.
When Yue Wuhen awakened the Inheritance Power of the Witch Clan, he vaguely knew about the Witch Clan Seal.
He just thought that this thing had disappeared with the fall of the Witch Clan.
Unexpectedly, when he was resurrected, the Witch Clan Seal automatically appeared in his hand.
This means he has gained the approval of the Witch Clan Seal.
This is the Heaven-given Seal, furthermore, it carries the power of the inheritance will of countless Witch Clan ancestors.
The moment this Witch Clan Seal is activated, it’s as if a mechanism has started, beginning to transform.
In the process of transformation, the Seal can morph into countless fragmented Seal blocks.
The instant Yue Wuhen wielded the Witch Clan Seal, it transformed into a massive Seal shadow, directly enveloping Luo Leshuang.
Without giving Luo Leshuang the chance to react, without letting her self-destruct her Spiritual Body, the Witch Clan Seal swiftly encased her Spiritual Body, weaving countless Seal pieces into an airtight prison, restraining all her movements and forcefully suppressing her impulse to self-destruct.
No matter how Luo Leshuang struggled, it was to no avail.
"No, no..."
Luo Leshuang let out a painful and desperate howl.
She was careless.
She used Nan Feng to deduce the Heavenly Secret, discovering Su Muyao’s existence, yet she hadn’t anticipated the existence of a pure-blooded Witch Clan Beastman.
But she also knew, with the abilities of the Witch Clan, not even others could deduce it.
Soon, the Witch Clan Seal continued to spin and pivot as if a mechanism had been activated.
From within the Witch Clan Seal came Luo Leshuang’s heart-wrenching screams of pain.
She had thought that if her Spiritual Body died, it was final.
Yet now, the tearing force on Luo Leshuang’s soul told her that this Seal could not only imprison her Spiritual Body but could also, through the Spiritual Body, directly target and kill her physical body far away.
Even across a great distance.
"No, I can’t, no..."
"If you kill me, my master won’t spare you, my clansmen won’t spare you, ah..."
In her agony, Luo Leshuang threatened Yue Wuhen.
Yue Wuhen remained unmoved, his fingers continuously catalyzing power, controlling the Witch Clan Seal to locate her physical body and kill it.
As he catalyzed the Witch Clan Seal, the purple light in Yue Wuhen’s eyes grew ever brighter.
Killing the Spiritual Body was easy, but locating her physical body was not.
Yue Wuhen pinched an incantation at his fingertips, a continuous stream of pure Witch Clan Origin Power was injected into the Witch Clan Seal, stimulating the Seal’s ability. The Witch Clan Seal spun rapidly as if a mechanism had been activated.
Ancient runes of the Witch Clan flickered on it, bringing forth powerful waves, causing ripples in the void.
After a while, Yue Wuhen furrowed his brows, a dark hue flashing in his purple eyes, "It’s not on this Beast World Continent!"
No wonder it couldn’t locate her physical body earlier.
Yet even so, Yue Wuhen did not give up.
He not only didn’t stop, but he increased the output of the Witch Clan Origin Power.
Pouring into the Witch Clan Seal, activating even deeper powers.
The brilliance of the Witch Clan Seal grew even brighter, and as the Seal fragments interwove, it seemingly tore open a small void rift.
This Witch Clan Seal already contained the Power of the Space Great Dao, and now it tore open a rift while simultaneously unleashing its reverse-tide powers.
Through this gap, it seemed to have found the connection between Luo Leshuang’s physical body and Spiritual Body.
Like power penetrating the void barrier, crossing endless realms, accurately locking onto the distant physical body of Luo Leshuang on another continent.
"Kill!"
The instant it was found, Yue Wuhen swiftly unleashed his killing intent.
"Ah... puff..."
On a different continent, Luo Leshuang’s physical body, having the Power of Celestial Secret Calculation, sensed the impending threat and danger, was preparing to quickly sever the link with her Spiritual Body, but it was too late.
The killing intent had emerged, and her body was instantly pierced by the power of the Witch Clan Seal, "puff..."
No matter how powerful Luo Leshuang’s physical body was, at this moment it was killed by the Witch Clan Seal.
The spiritual body within the Seal disintegrated and died the moment the physical body was slain, letting out a final, piercing wail before vanishing completely.
In the courtyard, after dealing with this female, Yue Wuhen retracted the Witch Clan Seal.
Immediately afterwards, the rift in the void also closed, leaving only the lingering fluctuations of spiritual power.
However, using such powerful force across the void was a bit overwhelming for Yue Wuhen.
A hint of a metallic taste surged within his body.
But it didn’t matter to him.
After gaining the Inheritance Power of the Witch Clan, he realized how mighty the Heaven-given inheritance power of the Witch Clan was.
Since Yue Wuhen appeared, Su Muyao was deeply shaken, staring at him dumbfounded, her gaze almost unblinking.
"It really is him."
"He saved me once again."
In Su Muyao’s heart, the debt to Yue Wuhen only deepened.
But he’s alive, and that’s truly wonderful.
She had been waiting for his return.
Her eyes brimmed with tears, uncontrollably falling and blurring her vision.
She quickly wiped away the tears, not daring to shed them any further, lest she couldn’t see Yue Wuhen clearly.
In this moment, her heart surged with excitement, ecstasy, and fear, with countless words stuck in her throat.
After dealing with Luo Leshuang, Yue Wuhen slowly raised his eyes, his gaze landing on Su Muyao inside the room.
The cold, murderous violet eyes instantly softened to an incomparable warmth.
At that moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with love and tenderness so dense, and an aching yearning.
It seemed like countless words were hidden in that single gaze.
It seemed like countless words, he didn’t know how to speak them.
He wanted to approach her, yet his steps felt laden with lead, unable to move.
Strictly speaking, they weren’t very familiar with each other.
But he loved her, without reason or cause, regardless of the time they spent together.
He feared that approaching rashly might cause her discomfort.
Perhaps to her, he was just a subject of guilt and gratitude.
The moment Yue Wuhen sensed her danger, his soul quickly merged and condensed; upon awakening, he immediately used the Witch Clan’s great power, compressing the space, arriving in the shortest time possible.
Fortunately, he arrived in time.
Su Muyao met Yue Wuhen’s gaze, and her heart ached fiercely.
He still didn’t understand her feelings, her love.
She saw the cautiousness in his gaze.
Su Muyao took a deep breath, running directly out of the room toward Yue Wuhen.
Her speed was incredibly fast.
Her skirt billowed like a fluttering butterfly, full of grace.
At this moment, her eyes only saw this figure in purple, adorned with silver ornaments.
This was the person she thought about day and night.
When she hoped for his revival, every thought deepened the feelings unknowingly.
But he didn’t understand.
So she had to tell him.
She couldn’t let unfamiliarity slip between them.
Yue Wuhen was caught off guard when he saw her rushing toward him, perhaps not expecting it.
He instinctively opened his arms, steadily catching Su Muyao who threw herself into him.
This was Su Muyao’s first time embracing Yue Wuhen.
Feeling the warmth of his body, Su Muyao was sure it was really him.
His embrace carried his unique scent of grass and wood, giving a comforting feel.
Moreover, his embrace possessed a power that made her feel extremely secure.
Yue Wuhen held Su Muyao, afraid to move recklessly, not knowing how to hold her tightly, fearing that it might cause her discomfort.
This was Yue Wuhen’s first time truly embracing someone, he had no experience at all.
Previously, Yue Wuheng embraced Su Muyao when she was dead, and at that time, he only wished to resurrect her, naturally having no such feelings now.
At this moment, Su Muyao tightly hugged Yue Wuhen, pressed closely to him, her ears clearly hearing the sound of his heartbeat.
"Wuhen, I’ve missed you so much."
"It’s so good that you’re back, I’m sorry for how I treated you before, I’ll make it up to you from now on."
"Why were you so foolish, sacrificing for me, you mustn’t do this next time..."
"I’ve been waiting for you, waiting for you to live again..."
"Yue Wuhen, my feelings for you are not just debt, they are real..."
Su Muyao rambled almost incoherently, pouring all her thoughts out at once.
They were utterly illogical, blurting out whatever came to mind.
She knew, if she didn’t express her true feelings, the other person wouldn’t understand.
She disliked guessing; feelings must be expressed clearly.
Su Muyao buried her face in his chest, releasing all her longing, fear, and ecstasy at that moment.
The feeling of regaining what was lost made her emotions overly intense.
Her feelings for him grew ever more profound.
Sometimes she couldn’t articulate how wonderful he was, but she knew some feelings were unrelated to how long people were together.
Her feelings for Yue Wuhen transcended life and death. It had long since been etched into her bones, inseparable.