In the evening, in the courtyard of a guest room.
Song Changming sat cross-legged on a rock, circulating the Witch Refining Technique under the moon, refining the moon yin energy that poured down.
While nurturing his body and strength, he was also nourishing his sixth Witch Soldier Seal.
Refining this Witch Soldier Seal was not easy; it was even somewhat difficult.
This was already the fourth year he had been refining this Witch Soldier Seal, yet he had not finished it.
On one hand, this Witch Soldier Seal was indeed much more difficult to refine than his previous five.
On the other hand, his physical body's capacity to bear the power of the Witch Soldier Seal was also nearing its limit, which invisibly increased the difficulty of refining it.
Indeed, Song Changming was not quite sure if his current physical strength could support him in fully refining this Witch Soldier Seal.
