One Thousand Five Hundred Dragon Power, Ancient Witch King! (Two-in-One)
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept past as Song Changming rode it down, frowning at the Black Box.
At this moment, his aura was as powerful as an ancestral true dragon, like a ten-thousand-year deep-sea tortoise—profound and mighty.
His Qi and Blood surged like thunder. The hot breath he exhaled directly melted the ice beneath his feet.
In this land of extreme cold, his very presence was like the blazing summer sun, radiating terrifying heat.
Song Changming calmed his Qi and Blood and murmured, "Still couldn't break open this Black Box?"
Through his research over the years, he had confirmed that there were only two ways to open the Black Box.
One was to refine the Witch King Seal on the Black Box and erase it.
The other was to shatter the Black Box with a single punch using pure physical strength, which would likewise free Yuan San's true body trapped inside.
However, to refine the Witch King Seal, he first needed to cultivate his Witch God Soul to the strength of the fourth Divine Steps before he would qualify to refine it.
And achieving a Witch God Soul at the fourth Divine Steps was extraordinarily difficult!
So difficult that even Song Changming could not help but sigh over it.
His Witch God Soul had yet to reach the fourth Divine Steps, so the first method of refinement could only be put aside for now.
By comparison, the second, simpler and more brutal method gave him greater hope of breaking open the Black Box.
After refining so much Demon King flesh and blood, along with so many demon cores, his physical body had reached a level in these fifty years that had never been seen before and would likely never