Chapter 824 - 519: Yin Spirit, Undead corpse Ancestor! (Double - )_2

Chapter 824: Chapter 519: Yin Spirit, Undead corpse Ancestor! (Double Chapter)_2

"This is indeed a fragment left by the Witch God Stone, but I cannot activate it." The undead corpse said, handing the Witch God Stone Fragment back to Song Changming.

He already knew that the peculiarity was not due to changes after the Witch God Stone became incomplete, but rather it was Song Changming himself!

Among those without Witch Race bloodlines, only Song Changming could harmonize with the Witch God Stone, activate it, and inherit the witchcraft.

In the hands of others, this Witch God Stone Fragment would be nothing more than a remarkably hard, unremarkable stone.

"The key isn’t the stone, but the person..." The undead corpse pondered internally.

He initially thought this journey would be fruitless, but didn’t expect to encounter Song Changming in the end.

He quickly realized that in this new era, where the Witch Race had vanished, the human before him might be the last ancient Witch Race inheritor chosen by the Witch God Stone!

"Perhaps, it wasn’t him who found the Witch God Stone, but the Witch God Stone chose him..."

The undead corpse remained motionless like a frozen sculpture, silently contemplating much.

Song Changping and his brother had followed for so long, but it was their first time seeing the undead corpse like this.

Suddenly, the undead corpse spoke again, his tone deeper.

"I am Yuan San, born in the Ancient Era, once called Yin Spirit, now referred to as the undead corpse..."

The undead corpse began recounting his mysterious origins to Song Changming, matters unknown to Song Changping and his brother.

"Yuan San?" Song Changming suddenly found the name familiar, soon recalling some scenes he’d encountered before.

On a desolate lone mountain, the night was bright and quiet under the moonlight, with a shadow silhouetted against the moon, its figure appearing pitch-black, only showing a rough outline.

The shadow raised its hand to cast the technique, prompting large swaths of silvery moon frost to cascade down, covering the distant figure lying atop the mountain.

Moments later, silver symbols appeared on the surface of the sleeping figure, profound and enigmatic.

After an indeterminate time, the originally immobile silhouette abruptly sat up, turning its head in bewilderment, surveying its surroundings.

The figure casting the spell withdrew its hand and spoke.

"From today, you are called Yuan San, created by me, the first Yin Spirit born throughout history!"

"Remember this..."

The scene stopped at the bow of this Yin Spirit named Yuan San, extracted from the information content retrieved from the second Witch God Stone fragment he obtained.

From this, he learned that the Yin Spirit was the undead corpse and noted the name Yuan San, the first Yin Spirit birthed throughout history.

He initially thought the creator of the Yin Spirit, the ancient Witch Race, had vanished long ago, much less this so-called first-generation Yin Spirit, which should have been obsolete.

Yet now, unexpectedly, he could hear this name again from another’s mouth.

"You are Yuan San? The first Yin Spirit to be born?" Song Changming asked, seeking confirmation.

Although he hadn’t seen the true appearance of the Yin Spirit in that scene, he was certain that the figure covered in frost did not resemble this.

"My true body is presently sealed beneath miles of ice rock; what you see is merely a transformed clone..." Yuan San paused, seemingly unanticipating Song Changming’s awareness of his existence, then he briefly explained.

"Just a single clone then..." Song Changming mused, unexpectedly feeling pressured and apprehensive from just this clone.

"Yin Spirit is the undead corpse, the first of its kind, then wouldn’t that make him the undead corpse Ancestor!" Song Chang’an exclaimed in realization at the side.

No matter how one thinks of it, this identity is impressive!

"..." Yuan San wasn’t interested in the title undead corpse Ancestor, and suddenly bowed to the seated Song Changming, lowering himself onto one knee.

"What are you doing?" Song Changming didn’t understand why the good conversation would suddenly take this turn.

Yuan San’s expression turned solemn as he slowly spoke: "In the ancient era, Yin Spirits were always attached to and guarded the Witch Race, which is the purpose of my existence!

Now that you’ve gained the Witch God Stone’s approval and inherited the Witch Race’s legacy, I will continue to fulfill my unfinished mission, serve you until my end!"

With these words, Song Changming understood that recruiting such a powerful follower was certainly beneficial, but he didn’t immediately agree.

"These are just your words; how can I trust you?" Song Changming shook his head.

Despite revealing his identity and origins, Song Changming knew little about this undead corpse Ancestor named Yuan San, recklessly keeping him around was quite dangerous.

After all, this was an immortal being that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years!

Who knows how binding those commands from the Witch Race remained?

Considering that now the ancient Witch Race no longer exists!

"Can you perform the Heaven Lifting Divine Technique?" Yuan San asked, his tone toward Song Changming shifting.

"Yes." Song Changming nodded.

"Then you should recognize this mark." Yuan San said, wiping his forehead. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

There appeared a parasol-shaped purple mark, impervious to freezing by the surrounding frost, extremely conspicuous.

"God-Binding Seal." Song Changming immediately recognized it.

This was precisely one of the witchcraft techniques he mastered after learning the Heaven Lifting Divine Technique.

"Correct, with this seal present, you can always discern whether I harbor malicious thoughts and can obliterate my Divine Soul at any time." Yuan San explained.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming finally stood, approaching the undead corpse Ancestor.

The undead corpse Ancestor remained motionless, letting Song Changming place his hand upon the purple seal on his forehead.

Buzz!

The Heaven Lifting Divine Technique activated; Song Changming easily formed a connection with the God-Binding Seal inside the undead corpse Ancestor’s Divine Soul.

In such a manner, he gained complete control over the life and death of this undead corpse Ancestor.

"Hmm?"

But he soon realized that this God-Binding Seal’s connection was not with the Yuan San before him, but somewhere far away.

This situation was indeed as Yuan San himself stated, with this being merely a clone and the true body sealed in the outside world.

His link with the God-Binding Seal extended to the location of the true body.

"Thank you for accepting me as the master!" Yuan San changed his address once more, formally recognizing Song Changming as his leader.

Song Changming nodded; with the God-Binding Seal, he indeed could somewhat lower his guard toward this undead corpse Ancestor.

Of course, cautious as he was, in order to completely trust him, prolonged observation and evaluation were necessary, along with further strengthening his own power to suppress this undead corpse Ancestor.

"I need to meditate. Guard for me and help the Human Race eliminate Demons while at it, can you do that?"

Song Changming assigned the undead corpse Ancestor his first task; although he had many topics to inquire and understand, the enormous energy within him was on the brink of losing control, demanding his focus on refining it sooner.

"By your command." Yuan San replied without expression, then stood up, stepping out of the encircling Evil Yin Qi.

In accordance with Song Changming’s instructions, he began the pursuit and hunt of Great Demons.

Situ Ming soared through the sky, clapped his hands, releasing green flames that precisely targeted the chasing Great Demons below.

"Kid, do you think I’m made of mud, burning me as you please?!" A Great Demon forcibly broke free from the surrounding green flames with its strong Demon Body, charging directly at Situ Ming.

"Not good..." Situ Ming hadn’t anticipated the demonic bodies of these Great Demons to be so robust, resisting his Immortal Flame’s repeated scorch.

Seeing the Great Demon closing in, he instinctively considered retreating.

He had a warrior’s fervor, but he wasn’t mindlessly reckless; engaging in clearly unwinnable battles seemed pointless to him.

However, at this moment, a frost-filled Evil Yin congregated here, attracting attention from many sides.

The Great Demons in the sky were similarly eroded by this frost-filled Evil Yin, soon witnessing a rigid, expressionless face emerge.

Yuan San grasped a Great Demon’s neck, snapping its head from its body before it could transform into its demon form, spilling blood everywhere.

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