Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 519: Yin God, the ancestor of zombies! (Two in one)

Since the two brothers had not revealed anything to this zombie, it proved that the other party had learned about the ancient witch clan from other places and other channels.

Judging from the fact that the other party was able to recognize his witch seal at a glance, he had a deep understanding of the witch clan.

"How did you know about the Witch Clan?" Song Changming did not give a direct answer, but asked in return, and they were testing each other lightly.

The zombie was the first to end the test.

"How could I not know the Wu Clan? The existence of a zombie like me originated from the Wu Clan!"

"The Wu Clan existed in the ancient times and was one of the most powerful races of creatures in the world at that time. What you used could not be wrong. It was clearly the fighting method of the Wu Clan!"

The stiff man's tone was neither happy nor sad, nor was he excited, and there was no emotional fluctuation, making it difficult to guess his true intentions.

As for the Witch Clan mentioned by the zombies, Song Changming believed that he knew more about it than him, including the fact that the zombies originated from the Witch Clan.

"Have you seen other witch tribes?"

Since Song Changming found the method of corpse transformation, he helped the two brothers Song Changping to come back to life and turn them into zombies.

Then maybe the zombie in front of him, covered in frost, was also transformed into a zombie by other witch corpses.

Although this possibility is very small, even negligible, it is not impossible.

"I have seen him." The zombie answered without much thought.

"But that was tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years ago. I can't remember clearly."

When these words were spoken, even Song Changping was shocked.

Have you seen the witch clan tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years ago?
In other words, doesn’t this mean that he is an incredible existence that has survived from ancient times to the present day!

Even though zombies seem to be immortal and their lifespan is difficult to measure, is this really possible?
Such a long time span, immortality? !
"Senior, is what you said true?" Song Changping couldn't help but ask.

He still couldn't believe it.

"Yeah." The zombie did not elaborate on the matter in detail, his eyes were always on Song Changming.

"Can you use the witch clan's methods again?"

When Song Changming heard this and saw that the other party's attitude was relatively gentle, he had an idea and five seals appeared on his body at the same time, including the witch seals of the magic ape, wild ant, crane in the cloud, magic bird, scaled turtle and so on. A mysterious aura of ancient times also spread out and was easily captured by the zombie.

After a close observation, the zombie's expression showed emotion for the first time.

In this way, he was able to conclude that Song Changming had indeed mastered the witch clan's methods.

"The Wu Clan is long gone. I can sense that you are not a descendant of the Wu Clan and that you do not have Wu Clan blood flowing in your body. How did you master the Wu Clan's magic?"

This is also what he cannot understand the most. Without the blood of the witch clan, even if he has obtained the witch clan's methods, he should not be able to master them.

Just like the human race does not possess the blood of the demon race, they cannot cultivate demonic powers, let alone master the various demon arts.

Song Changming's thoughts raced, and he finally told the truth.

"I learned it from a fragment of the witch stone."

The zombie in front of him seemed to know many secrets of the Witch Clan. Even if he didn't say it, the other party would probably be able to guess it. It would be better to have a good communication with him and be frank. In this way, he could also get some useful information about the Witch Clan from the other party.

"The Witch God Stone is the supreme sacred object of the Witch Clan. Even an ancient witch with the blood of the Witch Clan may not be able to successfully communicate with the God Stone to obtain inheritance and power.
Could it be that after the Witch God Stone was destroyed by the divine thunder from Heaven, these fragments have changed?"

The zombie did know a lot about the Witch Clan, he even knew that the Witch God Stone was destroyed by the divine thunder, and this was something that Song Changming had glimpsed from the fragments of the Witch God Stone.

Before the zombie could continue speaking, Song Changming flipped his hand, and a piece of the witch stone fragment he had obtained appeared in his palm, which he handed to the zombie to examine.

The reason why he was so relieved was that all the information contained in this initial piece of the Witch God Stone fragment had been mined by him, so at present, its value to him was limited.

Even if the zombie suddenly turns against him, he won't suffer much loss.

The zombie took the fragment of the witch stone, and his face, which seemed to be frozen, twitched slightly, as if he was a little excited, but his stiff face could not show the expected emotion.

"Thank you."

In the end, the zombie only uttered these two words.

Song Changping watched from the side, thinking, and said: "Senior, are you here to look for this thing?"

"Almost." The zombie did not hide anything this time.

"I am indeed here to look for the remains of the ancient witch tribe."

As the zombie spoke, his eyes were already scanning the fragment of the Witch God Stone in his hand, and the hand holding the object was shaking unconsciously.

This is the supreme sacred object of the ancient witch clan. No one can understand his feelings at this moment, not even Song Changming who gave away the fragment of the witch god stone.

Essentially, anyone who has not experienced the ancient era when the witch clan ruled cannot truly understand the immense value of the witch god stone.

Immortal trees and fruits, martial arts techniques, ancient beasts, in his eyes, compared to this witch god stone, they are all not worth mentioning!
A deep, sinister aura emanated from his entire body, one that was chilling and terrifying.

He placed the fragment of the Witch God Stone close to his forehead, and a spiritual energy emanated from it, lingering around the fragment of the Witch God Stone, as if trying to establish a connection and activate the fragment of the Witch God Stone.

But after a moment, he gave up and looked at Song Changming deeply.

"What's the matter?" Song Changming asked upon seeing this.

"This is indeed the fragment left over from the Witch God Stone, but I can't activate it." The zombie said, returning the fragment of the Witch God Stone to Song Changming.

He already knew that it was not the broken Witch God Stone that had changed, but the special person was Song Changming!

Only Song Changming could match the witch god stone and activate it to inherit witchcraft without having the blood of the witch clan.

In the hands of other people, this fragment of the Witch God Stone is just a piece of extremely hard stone with nothing special about it.

"The key is not the stone, but the person." The zombie thought to himself.

He thought this trip would yield no results, but unexpectedly he would run into Song Changming in the end.

He soon realized that in the new era when the witch clan had disappeared, the human in front of him might be the last inheritor of the ancient witch clan chosen by the Witch God Stone!
“Perhaps, it was not he who found the Witch God Stone, but the Witch God Stone chose him.”

The zombie was like a frozen sculpture, motionless and silent, as if he was thinking a lot.

The Song Changping brothers had followed him for such a long time, but this was the first time they had seen a zombie like this.

Suddenly, the zombie spoke again, his tone even deeper.

"My name is Yuan San, I was born in the ancient times. I was called Yin God in the past, but now I am called Zombie."

The zombie suddenly told Song Changming about his mysterious origins, which were unknown to both Song Changping and others. "Yuan San?" Song Changming suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar, and some scenes he had seen before quickly emerged in his mind.

On a desolate mountain, on a bright and quiet moonlit night, a figure stood with his back to the moon above. His face and figure appeared pitch black, and only his general outline could be seen.

The figure raised his hand and activated a spell, and a large amount of silvery moon frost fell from the sky, landing on the figure lying on the top of a mountain not far away, completely covering it.

In a short while, silver symbols appeared on the surface of the lying figure, which were profound and mysterious.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure who had been lying there motionless suddenly sat up, turned his head around blankly, and looked around.

Seeing this, the figure casting the spell stopped and spoke.

"From today on, you will be called Yuan San, created by me, the first Yin God ever born in history!"

"You have to remember this"

The picture ended with the Yin spirit named Yuan San bowing his head. This picture came from the information he dug out from the second fragment of the Wushen Stone he obtained.

From then on, he knew that the Yin God was the zombie, and he also remembered the name Yuan San, the first Yin God born in the world since ancient times.

He thought that after such a long period of history, even the ancient witch clan that created the Yin God zombies would have become extinct, not to mention this so-called first generation Yin God, which should also be eliminated.

Now, he didn't expect that he would actually hear this name again from someone else's mouth.

"Are you Yuan San? The first Yin God born?" Song Changming asked, wanting to confirm.

Although he did not see the appearance of the Yin God in the picture clearly, he was sure that the other party was not covered with frost and his body shape did not seem to be like that either.

"My real body is now sealed under ten thousand meters of ice and rock. What you see is just one of my clones." Yuan San paused, as if he didn't expect Song Changming to know of his existence, and then explained briefly.

"Is it just a clone?" Song Changming said to himself. He didn't expect that the oppressive feeling brought by just a clone could make him so fearful and alert.

"The Yin God is a zombie, the first zombie in the world. Isn't that the ancestor of zombies?" Song Changan understood what he heard and couldn't help but exclaimed.

No matter how you think about it, this identity and title is incredible!

"." Yuan San was not interested in the title of the so-called ancestor of zombies. He suddenly bowed his head to Song Changming who had been sitting cross-legged and knelt on one knee.

"What are you doing?" Song Changming didn't understand why the other party suddenly did this when they were having a nice conversation.

Yuan San looked solemn and said slowly: "In the ancient times, Yin Gods have always been a subordinate group that serves and protects the Wu Clan. This is also the meaning of my existence!
Now that you have been recognized by the Wu God Stone and have inherited the Wu Clan's heritage, I will continue to fulfill my unfinished mission and serve you as my master until my death!"

After hearing this, Song Changming finally understood that it would be a good thing to be able to subdue such a powerful fighter, but he did not agree to it directly.

"These are just your one-sided words. How can I trust you?" Song Changming shook his head.

Although the other party revealed his identity and origin, he didn't know much about this zombie ancestor named Yuan San. It would be very dangerous if he kept him by his side.

After all, this is an undead creature that has lived for hundreds of thousands of years!

God knows how much binding force the orders given to him by the witch clan in the past have now.

You must know that the ancient witch clan no longer exists!
"Do you know the art of raising the sky?" Yuan San asked. The tone of his voice had changed when he addressed Song Changming.

"Yeah." Song Changming nodded.

"Then you should recognize this mark." Genzo said, reaching out and wiping his forehead.

Then an umbrella-shaped purple mark appeared on it, which was extremely conspicuous even by frost and ice.

"God-Binding Seal." Song Changming recognized it at the first sight.

This is one of the witch techniques he mastered after practicing the Sky-Raising Technique.

"Yes, with this seal, sir, you can detect at any time whether I have evil thoughts, and you can also wipe out my soul at any time." Yuan San said.

After hearing this, Song Changming stood up and walked closer to the ancestor of the zombies.

The zombie ancestor did not move, allowing Song Changming to press his hand on the purple mark on his forehead.

hum!
By activating the Jutian Divine Art, Song Changming easily established a connection with the God-Binding Seal in the soul of the zombie ancestor.

In this way, he completely controlled the life and death of the ancestor of the zombies.

"Ok?"

However, he soon realized that the God-Binding Seal he sensed was not on the Yuan San in front of him, but somewhere far away.

This situation is just as Yuan San himself said. The one in front of him is just a clone, and the real body is still sealed in the outside world.

The place that is connected to him and the God-Binding Seal is the location of his true body.

"Thank you, my lord, for accepting me!" Yuan San changed his words again and formally accepted Song Changming as his master.

Song Changming nodded. With the God-Binding Seal, he could indeed let down his guard against this zombie ancestor.

Of course, as cautious as he is, if he wants to be completely at ease with it, then in addition to long-term observation and testing, he also needs to further improve his own strength so that he can suppress this ancestor of the zombies.

"I need to cultivate myself in seclusion. Can you guard the place for me and help the human race to kill the monsters?"

Song Changming gave the first arrangement to the zombie ancestor. Although he still had many things he wanted to know, the huge energy ball sealed in his body was about to get out of control, so he had to concentrate on refining it as soon as possible.

"Yes, sir." Yuan San responded expressionlessly. Then, without stopping, he stood up and stepped out of the evil aura that surrounded him.

According to Song Changming's instructions, they started chasing and hunting those big monsters.

Situ Ming flew high in the sky and clapped his hands. Suddenly, green fire flew out from his body. He rushed down and accurately locked onto several big monsters that were chasing him from below.

"Boy, do you think I'm made of mud and you can burn me at will?!" Relying on his powerful body, the big monster broke out of the encirclement formed by the green fire and came straight to Situ Ming.

"Not good!" Situ Ming did not expect that the bodies of these big monsters were so strong that they could withstand the repeated burning of his immortal fire.

Seeing the big monster approaching, he had to consider temporarily avoiding the attack.

He does have some war-crazy demeanor, but he is not mindless and hot-blooded. In his opinion, a fight where the opponent is obviously no match for him is meaningless.

But at this moment, a frosty and gloomy evil gathered here, attracting attention from many parties.

The several big monsters in the sky were also corroded by this frosty and cold evil, and then they saw a stiff and expressionless face appear.

Yuan San grabbed the neck of a giant monster and twisted its head off before it could transform into a monster, with blood flowing all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)