Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 633 The Witch King's Seal, The Wind of Death's Sleep! (Two Chapters Combined)

“That should be it,” Song Changming nodded.

Yuan San consulted Song Changming with a glance, and after receiving his approval, he activated his chilling aura, which transformed into a sharp sword and thrust downwards.

Boom!

The seemingly unyielding ice cracked instantly, then crumbled layer by layer, with the cracks extending hundreds of meters into the ground.

"This ice is really hard," Song Changming said in surprise.

With the abilities of this clone of Yuan San, he could already be considered to be at the level of a Great Demon King.

If his attack had been delivered anywhere else, it would have easily shattered mountains and split the earth for miles.

However, the ice has only cracked for a hundred meters so far, which shows how hard the ice is.

Without much thought, Yuan San continued to gather Yin Sha cold energy and brought down the second sword.

This time, they only managed to drill to a depth of a few dozen meters.

The deeper you go into the ice layer, the more intense the icy cold becomes, and the more difficult it is to break through the ice so forcefully.

Yuan San hadn't stabbed him many times before he could only leave a deep gash several meters long on the ice surface.

"I'll do it." Seeing this, Song Changming drew his God-Devouring Blade.

The power of a Grandmaster was poured into the blade, which then crashed down.

With a loud bang, the entire ice surface shook, and an iceberg not far away collapsed.

The icebergs that are visible above the ice surface are clearly not as solid.

The original depth of no more than 500 meters was increased by several hundred meters because of Song Changming's strike.

"It's still a long way off..."

Song Changming sensed the energy fluctuations deep within and knew that he was still far away.

The depth of this deep sea must be tens of thousands of meters!
If that energy fluctuation is the location of the seal on Yuan San's main body, then it must be at least ten thousand meters below.

No wonder Yuan San had previously told Song Changming not to search for his true form.

Given Song Changming's strength at that time, let alone helping Yuan San break the seal, even breaking through the ice and reaching the seal would be extremely difficult.

There's really no need to think about these unnecessary things so early on.

"This kind of icy energy is of extremely high grade, truly rare in the world. It would be excellent to use it for body tempering on ordinary days!"

While marveling once again at the hardness and solidity of the ice, he unleashed a second strike.

This strike, with the same force and the combined power of a Grandmaster, only managed to cut a depth of over three hundred meters.

The constant flow of icy cold even made Song Changming's otherwise impervious body shiver.

The long-lost chill even made Song Changming feel a sense of novelty.

Then the effect of the third strike was greatly reduced again, which forced Song Changming to further increase the power of the blade.

The lightning seed was activated, and four-colored lightning covered the God-Devouring Blade, which was then unleashed once more.

With the power of thunder added, this strike once again cut through to a depth of several hundred meters.

"There's hope!" Seeing this, Song Changming simply stopped testing the waters and directly expanded his star field, allowing the power of stars and moonlight to cover his entire body, and he also summoned his witch seals one after another.

This cut further cracked the ice layer to a depth of a kilometer.

Seeing this, Yuan San also mobilized his Yin energy to help, doing whatever he could.

Unfortunately, the strength of his current clone is becoming increasingly insufficient, and the help it can provide is truly limited.

It was only because Song Changming was powerful enough that he had the opportunity to get close to the seal of his true form.

And so, Song Changming spent nearly half a day hacking away with his sword before finally reaching a depth of 10,000 meters, and finally getting close to the source of that energy.

At the source, there was a black fish that had been frozen.

The blackfish was quite large, looking like a whale, and remained motionless, already lifeless.

It's unclear how long it's been frozen here.

In addition to sensing the special sealing energy on the black fish's corpse, Song Changming also sensed an ancient aura emanating from it.

This is most likely a sea creature that lived in ancient times, but it has now been frozen into a specimen.

"Is the seal inside?" Song Changming examined the dead fish, then raised his knife and shattered the ice on it, revealing the flesh and bones inside that had lost all life and vitality.

After a moment's thought, Song Changming moved the blackfish directly onto the ice.

Yuan Sanfen stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed it against the skin of the black fish, his eyes filled with a deep, sinister aura.

He suddenly exerted force and slapped the object hard.

On the other side of the blackfish's belly, a large hole suddenly exploded.

A black box, about two meters long, fell out of the fish's belly, landed on the ice, and slid dozens of meters away.

The source of that peculiar energy was the black box that fell out of the fish's belly.

"This is it." Yuan San waved his hand, and the black box, enveloped in Yin energy, landed close to him.

He sensed it clearly this time: his true form was sealed within this black box.

Song Changming also examined it. The black box was engraved with many mysterious patterns, like energy veins wrapping around it.

Like the seal in the abyss, even after being unearthed for tens of thousands of years, these energy channels continued to operate without any sign of stopping.

It is capable of resisting the erosion of time, which is something that cannot be achieved by ordinary means.

Of course, he also immediately recognized that the sealing method on the black box was indeed not the talismanic arts and runes he was familiar with.

That simple, profound, and mysterious feeling was just like the ancient martial arts he had mastered, mostly powerful techniques from ancient times.

"The Heavenly Capital Wind Whistle Seal! This is the Witch King Seal of the Black Witch Clan!"

"So it turns out that I was sealed away by the Black Witch Clan all along."

Yuan San looked somewhat dazed, even lost in thought.

This news seemed to be more than just shocking to him; it even shook his usually calm mind.

"Is this a witch's seal?" Song Changming belatedly realized after Yuan San finished speaking that these mysterious and intricate patterns in front of him were also a type of witch's seal.

No wonder he is.

The strongest witch seal he has successfully refined so far is only at the level of a witch general. The higher-level witch king seal is simply beyond his reach given his current witch clan cultivation.

He learned about the Witch King Seal through the fragments of the Witch God Stone from back then, and knew that it was a seal of supernatural power, with a power comparable to that of immortals!

Even if he did possess the inheritance of the Witch King Seal, his current physical body and spiritual strength would be insufficient to refine it, let alone bear its immense power.

Upon seeing the Witch King's Seal, Song Changming felt only novelty, but did not experience the same profound shock as Yuan San.

The only thing that puzzled him was the way the Witch King's Seal had appeared.

It wasn't refined into the bone, but rather existed on this black box, appearing in the form of a seal.

This was a method he had never imagined.

In his view, the refining of this witch seal should only be for strengthening oneself, not for sealing.

But right now, the Witch King's Seal is showing him a kind of diversity.

At the very least, the Witch King's Seal can exist on external objects in the form of a seal.

"It seems that the former witch clan did not only know how to fight enemies with brute force. This witch seal has many uses." Song Changming thought to himself.

I've learned a lot.
Through fragments of images of the Witch Clan transmitted to him by the fragments of the Witch God Stone, his impression of the Ancient Witch Clan had always been that of a group of rough fellows with immense strength and physical sainthood. Now it seems that they were more than that.

"So, the witch clans were once at odds with each other?" he couldn't help but ask.

The Black Witch Clan was clearly one of the witch clans in the past, and they were obviously not in the same camp as Yuan San, the progenitor of the Yin Gods, otherwise they would not have been able to carry out the persecution without anyone noticing.

Only now has Genzo discovered who sealed him away back then.

This seal remained sealed for tens of thousands of years, and for those tens of thousands of years, the truth about it was kept hidden. Genzo's experience was truly unprecedented.

This feeling of frustration was indeed enough to shake Song Changming and stir his thoughts.

"Conflicts have always been like this. The Witch Clan was so powerful back then, standing between heaven and earth as if they were immortal. Their later decline was due to both external and internal factors."

Yuan San subconsciously reached out, wanting to gently touch the long-lost Witch King's Mark on the surface of the black box.

Its heavy, ancient aura seemed to pull him back to the past, to that chaotic and desolate time.

"I've thought about many things, but I never imagined that it was the Black Witch Clan who betrayed me, who betrayed the Witch Clan."

Yuan San answered Song Changming's question, but still seemed unable to fully accept the matter.

The moment his palm touched the black box, it seemed to be activated by the Yin energy emanating from him, and the Witch King's seals lit up.

boom!
A wisp of black energy swirled around, and the palm that Yuan San touched seemed to instantly transform into a cloud of black particles, silently dissipating into nothingness.

It was only because Yuan San managed to extricate himself in time that he was able to get away; otherwise, it would have been difficult to guarantee that his entire body wouldn't have been blown away by the black energy.

"Whoa!" Song Changming, who was standing nearby, stepped back a little, feeling a bit uneasy, unwilling to be tainted by this 'man-eating' black aura.

There are very few things in the world that can make him feel extremely dangerous now.

The Star-Devouring Dragon in the abyss is one, and the triggered Witch King Seal in front of us is definitely another.

If the body is simply decomposed and dispersed like this, it seems impossible to survive.

"The Black Witch's Deathly Sleep Wind, there's no mistake." Yuan San took a deep breath and said solemnly.

The Heavenly Capital Wind Whistle Seal releases the Death Sleep Wind, which is quite famous in the ancient wilderness. Anyone who touches it will be pulverized.

A deadly wind that blows through the world is absolutely the most terrifying disaster in the world!

Even the most powerful creatures will lose their lives under this deathly wind!

Although Yuan San is an inanimate object, it is clear that it also fears this ancient wind.

"What do we do now?" Song Changming asked.

The events of the ancient times have passed by tens of thousands of years, and the Black Witch has been gone for a long time, so let's leave those aside for now.

Right now, the priority is to figure out how to release Yuan San's true form.

"The only way to open the black box is to break the Heavenly Wind Whistle Seal on it," Yuan San said, touching his disassembled right hand.

"How can we solve this?"

"do not know."

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Song Changming was speechless for a moment. Even Yuan San didn't know how to solve it, so it was indeed a tricky problem.

The most crucial point was that he had no clue what to do. Looking at the black box in front of him, Song Changming felt completely at a loss.

Extracting the black box from beneath 10,000 meters of solid ice is one hurdle, but figuring out how to break it open is the real challenge.

Song Changming, with a sullen face, circled the black box several times, examining it closely.

He tried to take out a spirit-grade spear that he had forged himself from the Qiankun Ring and pressed the tip of the spear against the black box.

The black box is unresponsive.

But when he tried to attach the Grandmaster's power to the black box, the Witch King's mark on the black box immediately lit up, and the black deathly wind reappeared, swirling around the surface of the black box.

The next moment, his spirit-grade spear, after being tainted by the Death Sleep Wind, immediately disintegrated into particles from its tip to its hilt, as if it had been completely swallowed up by the Death Sleep Wind.

Seeing this, Song Changming immediately withdrew his hand and released the spear, thus preventing his hand from being corroded by the Deathly Wind.

After a moment's thought, Song Changming took out another Heaven-Stabilizing Essence Stone.

The hardness of this stone is second to none in the entire Kyushu; it cannot be broken by lightning or destroyed by strange fire.

Now, he wanted to test the power of this Death Sleep Wind.

He first exerted his strength, using the simplest and most brutal method to smash the Heaven-Stabilizing Stone in his hand into the black box.

The power of the blow, delivered with his strength, goes without saying.

The refined stones burst into the air with a deafening roar, even sparking large patches of fire from their friction.

Finally, it crashed onto the black box, which remained intact. However, the ice surface where the black box was placed was cracked, creating a large, spiderweb-like crater.

"What material is this black box made of?" Song Changming muttered softly, then with a wave of his hand, he retrieved the flying spirit stone and made it fall back onto the black box.

Then, with a burst of lightning and electric arc energy, the Witch King's Seal on the black box was triggered.

Whatever is the hardest thing in the world will instantly disintegrate and dissipate under this deathly wind.

Thus, Song Changming reached a conclusion.

"Ordinary contact won't activate the Witch King's Seal, but it also won't be enough to forcefully break open the black box. However, contact with energy will definitely activate the Witch King's Seal and release the Deathly Sleep Wind."

Moreover, the stronger the energy released, the larger and more powerful the Death Sleep Wind becomes.

If Yuan San and he were to unleash their full energy to activate the Witch King Seal, it would likely trigger a chaotic and terrifying disaster, possibly even affecting them themselves.

"This is troublesome," Song Changming thought to himself.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Cloud Palace.

"The Emperor Miao sent word that the Mountain God King of Yanzhou has been killed on the spot by the Human King."

"Our spies in Yanzhou have also sent an urgent report: that King of a Hundred Fires, along with many demon kings of Yanzhou, has been annihilated by the Human King!"

"Many of the demon kings of Frost Province and Dark Province were also killed by the Human King!"

"The demon realm is now in chaos."

As news and intelligence from various states arrived, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Afterwards, all the ministers and officials were overjoyed.

"Excellent, Your Majesty!"

"This is the perfect opportunity for us to launch a counterattack, Your Majesty!"

"May humanity prosper! May humanity prosper!"

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Many of the veteran officials, some of whom were quite old, burst into tears on the spot.

They all understood what Song Changming's achievements meant.

Reclaiming lost territories, unifying the nine provinces, and rebuilding the ancient abyss—these are no longer just empty slogans.

It's a vision that could actually be realized in my lifetime!
History will remember that the rise of humanity has been unimpeded ever since!
Emperor Yun sat high on his throne, a gentle smile on his face, waiting for his ministers to calm down. He neither interrupted nor reprimanded them for their inappropriate behavior.

At this moment, all of humanity should share in the joy and laughter.

(End of this chapter)