Chapter 363 Ancient Legends_2

Yang Xuan leapt onto the altar and sat cross-legged, sensing the crimson-gold blood gushing from his heart.

The Blood of the Witch God continued to replace his own, not integrate with it, and his blood seeped out through the pores, wrapping his entire body in black-red scabs.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Yang Xuan circulated his Qi-Blood within his body, completely turning it golden. Wherever the blood flowed, it continuously strengthened his physique.

His Divine Sense now contained chaotic and complex memories from the Ju Mang witch clan's inheritance.

There were curses that could be cast from thousands of miles away, bizarre and mysterious life-saving witchcraft techniques, Innate Divine Abilities that could hasten the maturation of Spiritual Medicine, and above all, combat techniques for channeling and wielding powers!

Yang Xuan stood atop the altar, circulating his Qi-Blood and threw a punch towards the vault of heaven.

Boom...