Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 383: Chapter 301: Witch God Stone, Refining the Small Witch Power Seal! (Double-Length)

”Changming, if not, then let my second brother and me go to Yun Province,” Song Changping said, seeing that Song Changming was troubled.

”Exactly, I think so too. At worst, since your ginseng pet has translated most of it, you can practice according to it roughly, it should suffice,” Song Chang’an chimed in.

He was actually a bit impatient, wanting to master this method as soon as possible and become that undead corpse, completely shedding the identity of a corpse puppet.

”No rush, let’s wait until tomorrow to see that reputable scholar,” Song Changming replied.

If possible, he didn’t want to drag it out too long, making his two brothers travel all the way to Miao Province to handle this matter, to avoid any unexpected complications.

Evening.

Song Changming once again took out the stone slab from the Qiankun Bag.

These days, he often used spiritual power to explore this item.

Only his spiritual power could touch and activate this stone slab, neither Innate Qi Aura nor any other method would work.

Although the process consumed a lot of spiritual power, it always allowed him to ’see’ some new light and shadow scenes.

These light and shadow scenes were fragmented, some even overlapping, chaotic.

In these lights and shadows, he saw many humans, and also encountered various different kinds, resembling demons or beasts.

In the past, they had interactions with this stone slab, leaving behind some pheromones passively within it, creating these seemingly time-disordered light and shadows.

Initially, Song Changming found them novel, even trying to piece together some causes and effects among the lights and shadows, but as he looked more, the more chaotic it became, untangling was impossible, so he simply gave up on the idea.

What he could ascertain was that these light and shadows likely spanned across the incredibly vast long river of time.

Between each light and shadow, there could be intervals of several hundreds or thousands of years, or even longer timelines, thus clarifying them would indeed be odd.

”But the last one seen yesterday seemed somewhat different...”

Song Changming mumbled, taking out a long green leaf from the Qiankun Bag and placing it in his mouth.

Instantly, Song Changming felt his mind clear, with a coolness rushing straight to his crown.

Willow Heart Leaf, capable of nourishing the spirit, primarily used for restoration and replenishment.

Since acquiring the Qiankun Bag, Song Changming filled it with various supplies, like medicinal elixir pills used for healing and recovery, numbering in dozens!

Subsequently, Song Changming gradually sank his heart and spirit into the stone slab in his palm.

The chaotic lights and shadows presented themselves again, but Song Changming waited calmly, not expending too much heart and spirit on them.

After a few breaths, the passing lights and shadows suddenly froze.

Only then did Song Changming concentrate.

A faint silver light emerged on the stone slab, resembling the moonlight in the night sky.

Song Changming, who was holding the stone slab, also had this layer of faint silver light emanate around him.

Information flooded into his mind.

”It’s here!” Song Changming was invigorated.

Last night, at precisely this moment, his spiritual power was nearly depleted, forcing him to interrupt the transmission of these stone-born information.

This time, he rallied, filtering out the previous passages of light and shadow, all to be able to receive this information.

And this time, the information appeared far sooner than the previous night.

”What is this?!”

Song Changming suddenly widened his eyes, browsing the obtained information, becoming more astonished with every turn.

The information first transmitted was an obscure scripture, about over 30,000 words.

He couldn’t understand any of the characters on it, unsure from which era these glyphs originated.

Although termed ancient characters, they seemed more like strange inscriptions.

Logically, this entire scripture should have been completely incomprehensible to him.

Yet, as soon as this scripture entered his Nether Sea, the meaning of each character suddenly became exceptionally clear, deeply ingrained in his mind.

As if within a breath, he transcended the river of time, mastering this script and language.

”Witchcraft, Sacred Object, Ancient Witch God Stone...”

Combining the information received, Song Changming finally understood the connections between some of these lights and shadows he saw before.

That gigantic stone connecting heaven and earth should be called the Witch God Stone.

And those tall naked human tribes offering to this stone should be the Ancient Witch Race.

The Witch God Stone was the origin of their Witch Race, also a sacred object of faith, blessing the Witch Race with strength and prosperity.

After several years passed, at a certain moment, a Thunder Dragon descended from the heavens to annihilate the witches, and that divine stone shattered into countless pieces.

The stone slab in Song Changming’s hand was one of those Witch God Shattered Stones.

To have traversed such an immensely lengthy period of time, for a piece of Witch God Shattered Stone to land in his hand, he didn’t know whether it was due to luck or a destined opportunity, a manifestation of fate.

In just moments, the information completed its transmission.

The stone slab returned to a dull state, holding no different from an ordinary stone.

Song Changming rubbed his heavy head, chewing and swallowing the Willow Heart Leaf he had in his mouth.

Intense coolness surged through his nostrils and oral cavity, rushing into his mind.

Only then did the heavy dizziness, from overconsumed spiritual energy, slightly subside.

”The Witch Race...” Song Changming muttered after sorting through the information he received.

This was his first real understanding of this foreign race, having never heard of them before.

Through those light and shadow clips, he wasn’t even sure whether the territory of the Witch Race was beneath the very land he stood upon.

Other than being primitive, the scenes in the light and shadow contained not a trace related to the Ancient Abyss Country.

Therefore, he couldn’t determine exactly how far in the past this Witch Race existed.

With this in mind, Song Changming withdrew his thoughts, choosing not to overly speculate about the unfamiliar Witch Race for now, as it was meaningless.

For now, he had acquired this peculiar stone slab and from it, obtained a precious scripture.