Chapter 349: The Arrival of New Life

**Thelma Zane’s Perspective** In the witch clan, every cultural relic they collected was carefully cataloged and securely stored. I hadn’t paid much attention to the details of these artifacts before, but the moment I saw the stone slab Leviathan had left behind, a memory stirred within me. It looked eerily familiar. It dawned on me then: this stone slab bore a striking resemblance to one I had seen previously. The connection between the two slabs wasn’t just in their design but also in their aura—both carried an ominous energy that was impossible to ignore. The eye motif on this slab was undoubtedly tied to the totem of Azazel, one of the most enigmatic figures in demonic lore. However, the thirteen flowers encircling the eye remained a mystery. They didn’t seem to belong to Leviathan, nor did they align with anything associated with the sea demon. The connection between these elements was obscure, leaving us with more questions than answers. Driven by instinct, I summoned