"I feel it is my responsibility to represent the Nymph race."
Purity nodded. She raised her head and fearlessly gazed at Henry's eyes.
Henry nodded his head. Her actions and words satisfied him.
"This is the last step. If you fail to take this in, you don't deserve to be my disciple."
Henry waved his hand. The white light in his hand flashed brightly.
In a split second, it rushed and hit Purity's body. Its suddenness gave her no time to react.
Purity widened her eyes and her body wildly shook. She straightened her neck and looked at the sky.
Her eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears leaked bright light.
It was silent but a qualitative changed formed in her body. The wind paused, and there was only Purity moving. Strands of her hair floated and waved like the sea.
"Light represents the goodness, kindness, purity, cleanliness, and holiness of all things."
Henry's words echoed in this silence.
