Chapter 533: Chapter 375: The Ape’s Seven Steps, Mountain-moving Power! (Double-Length)

The difficulty of forging the Witch Soldier Seal far exceeds that of the basic Small Witch Seal.

In ancient times, it was a Witch Seal that only the warriors of the Witch Race could forge.

Its strength reached the minimum combat level, hence it was called the Combat Witch Seal, also known as the Witch Soldier Seal.

As for the Small Witch Seal, in the Witch Race, it was something used by witch children for fun and games...

Yet Song Changming would often take out the Small Witch Seal to wield power in the adult world.

Times have changed, and even the Small Witch Seal has significant use in this region.

With the Small Witch Seal already enhancing Song Changming’s prowess to such an extent, one can only imagine the strength of the Witch Soldier Seal played by adults of the Witch Race.

Song Changming has always anticipated this.

Unfortunately, his physical strength has long struggled to withstand the forging of the Witch Soldier Seal, until the recent three years when he finally met the qualifications to attempt it.

Now, the forging of this Witch Soldier Seal on his right arm’s humerus has reached its final stages.

With the infusion of a large amount of Demon Blood Essence, the complex totem-like pattern gradually became clear and vivid, as if coming to life!

Elsewhere, He Jianzhi returned to the City Lord’s Mansion to report, speaking discontentedly in the hall.

"Grand Marshal, it’s unlikely that Little Banner Master Song will be able to come!"

The hall not only had Meng Kunlun seated but also three other Grand Marshals of the Green Banner Army, along with the City Lord of Tai Nan City, the City Guard Leader, and other important officials.

All turned to look at the solitary He Jianzhi.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Wang Tianshuang furrowed his brows and asked first.

Song Changming was, after all, his subordinate’s Little Banner Master, so it was up to him to inquire.

He Jianzhi then recounted the recent events, detailing the frustrating part where he didn’t even get a chance to meet Song Changming, being turned away by that young personal guard.

"Grand Marshal, this Little Banner Master Song indeed has quite the audacity!" He Jianzhi ended with exasperation.

He wanted to say more, to talk about how Song Changming seemed to overlook the Grand Marshals, but Meng Kunlun interrupted him directly.

"If it’s a critical moment in his cultivation, then let it be. Give orders not to let others disturb him." Meng Kunlun’s words left He Jianzhi momentarily stunned.

Such gentle words seemed uncharacteristic of his Grand Marshal’s tone.

When did the Grand Marshal become so tolerant and agreeable...

Beside him, Wang Tianshuang nodded: "I thank Brother Meng for understanding on Changming’s behalf."

"No problem." Meng Kunlun didn’t elaborate further, casually moving past the matter.

Seeing this, He Jianzhi, despite his dissatisfaction, could only hold it in and leave.

He could sense the favor these Grand Marshals had for Song Changming and didn’t understand why Song Changming, just a Little Banner Master, received such special treatment from them.

Truth is, it was naturally due to Song Changming’s recent contributions on the battlefield, gaining all the Grand Marshals’ respect.

Including Meng Kunlun, several Grand Marshals no longer regarded Song Changming as a mere Little Banner Master.

In certain aspects, they saw Song Changming as an equal, rather than a subordinate.

In the barracks, after some time passed and the stored Demon Blood Essence was completely consumed, Song Changming’s Witch Soldier Seal finally approached perfection!

At a certain moment, Song Changming’s mind was enlightened, halting his forging.

The Witch Seal on the bone fully took form, its unique mysterious energy fluctuations began to emerge, causing Song Changming’s spirit to resonate in sync.

His eyes gleamed black and bright, showing a trace of delight.

"Finally, it’s done!"

Suddenly, as if crossing from ancient times through the long river of years, a roar exploded directly in Song Changming’s mind through his spiritual consciousness.

This beastly roar, Song Changming knew, came from the newly formed Witch Soldier Seal within him.

For a moment, Song Changming felt dazed, as a scene appeared in his mind.

On an endless wasteland, a towering mountain stood there.

The mountain was not stationary but moved slowly inch by inch at a relative speed.

Looking down, at the bottom of the scene, the base of the mountain, there was a brightly colored ape.

Its arms spread wide, its body wrapped in chains and fetters, dragging its heavy form, bearing the mountain on its back, slowly advancing.

As the ape took seven steps, the scene froze, and Song Changming’s consciousness quickly returned.

Breathing heavily, Song Changming felt drenched in sweat, aching and fatigued, even showing signs of exhaustion, collapsing in the barracks.

It seemed that the ape carrying the mountain earlier was none other than himself!

"The ape’s seven steps, this mountain-moving power is precisely the source of the Witch Soldier Seal’s strength!" Song Changming realized.

In fact, he was aware of this ape.

The Witch Scripture he had obtained earlier contained detailed records of related Witch Seals.

This was an ancient Demon Ape named Ju!

Ju, due to its ferocious nature, was captured by the Witch Race and forced to move mountains daily as punishment.

Later, the Witch Race harnessed the Demon Ape’s power to create a Witch Soldier Seal, which was the very first one Song Changming forged to this day.

This Witch Soldier Seal could also be called ’Ju’!

"With my current physique, although I can forge this Witch Soldier Seal, in order to fully unleash its power, I fear my body still bears too much burden..."

Song Changming lay on the board, gazing at the barracks ceiling as he contemplated.

"Jiang."

Rongjiang quickly walked in.

"General."

"How long have I been cultivating?" Song Changming asked.