The Twelve Great Witchers began to chant simultaneously. As the heirs of witchcraft cultivation, they had inherited all the Destiny Laws that the witcher race had comprehended over the past billions of years.
In fact, from a certain point of view, the Destiny Law and the Time Law intersected. Even if the Twelve Great Witchers didn't transfer the Destiny Laws to the Rule Soul Avatar, one day, the Rule Soul Avatar would be able to see the future upon fully comprehending the Time Law. This was equal to having control over the Destiny Law.
In the silvery eyes state, the Rule Soul Avatar saw the law silk threads crisscrossing messily.
Comprehending the Destiny Law was only a bit less difficult than comprehending the Time Law. Otherwise, the witcher race would have accumulated even more and deeper Destiny Laws over the past billions of years.
The Rule Soul Avatar then released his enormous Spirit Power to receive the Destiny Laws. A few hours later, he had managed to take over all the Destiny Laws.
Of course, this didn't mean that he could control them already.
He still needed to comprehend them. To do so, he needed to examine them painstakingly in order to gradually turn them into his own.
After receiving the Destiny Laws, the Rule Soul Avatar fell completely silent and motionless. His soul floated among the countless law silk threads.
"Don't disturb him. We can only wait for Darren to come back."
Meanwhile, on the Lothlann Continent, a happy reunion was taking place.
In the cottage, Diana prepared a superb meal. The whole family had cried in each other's arms upon reuniting, but now they had calmed down and were cheerful and merry.
"Can you imagine how much Thomas and I missed you over the years?" Diana said while she placed food in front of Darren and Elsa.
"Once we entered the Primitive Wilderness, it was difficult to come back. We missed you all terribly," Elsa replied.
"It's okay. I'm old, and I won't live for many more years. I have no regret now that I was able to see you at least one more time." Seeing his daughter and son-in-law back, Thomas had grown more energetic and spoke clearly now.
"Father, don't say that. You will live forever!" Elsa squeezed his arm.
"That's right. Your son-in-law is no expert but I might be able to help you repair your body. After dinner, I will bring back your youthful self!" Darren said with a smile.
"Ha-ha, my son-in-law, you are so modest," Thomas teased. "If you are no expert, then no one is!"
"Well then, let's have a toast. Belle, raise your cup."
"Granny Diana, I also want to drink!" Seeing how everyone had become so happy after sipping from their cups, Sunny wondered what sort of magically delicious drink it was.
"Sunny, you're still too young to drink. You can drink once you're a grown-up." Elsa gently stroked Sunny's head consolingly.
"Fine." Sunny pouted.
Everyone else raised their cups, laughed, and drank their wine.
They stayed there for two months. In that time, Darren used a lot of magic herbs to help Thomas recover. Now, Thomas looked like a middle-aged man again.
In order to keep Thomas young, Darren also taught him some knowledge about swordsmanship, which rendered Thomas qualified to break through to the Emperor Realm.
Seeing her father as youthful and spritely again, Elsa felt relieved.
Also, Belle's husband gradually recovered as well. He was expected to wake up soon.
Since things were being wrapped up here, it was time for Darren and Elsa to leave.
That day, Darren took the initiative to say, "Everyone, Elsa and I are going back to the Primitive Wilderness today."
Thomas, Diana, and Belle were all stunned. They had always known that Darren and Elsa couldn't stay long, but when they heard that the two of them were leaving so soon, they couldn't help but feel sad.
"We will come back to visit once we have a chance. Don't worry," Darren said to comfort them when he saw that they were speechless.
"Be careful when you are in the Primitive Wilderness," Thomas finally said. "We will also speed up our cultivation and try to enter the Primitive Wilderness as soon as possible in order to reunite with you."
"We will take good care of ourselves, Father. Don't worry about us," Elsa said, albeit tears were welling up in her eyes.
"Silly girl, don't cry. I was so happy to see you this time. Besides, we will see each other again in the future." Thomas forced a smile despite his sad eyes and stroked her hair.
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