I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 1014 Blood Sea Floods Jinling
Legends of the dead coming back to life have existed since ancient times, but I have never heard of anyone claiming to have witnessed it firsthand.

But now everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes: the slave who was beaten to death has actually come back to life, sitting up energetically. The shock this scene caused to everyone is unimaginable. Everyone looked at each other with curiosity in their eyes, and at the same time, they were filled with confidence that they could follow Zhang Chen to establish a foothold in the north.

After all, Zhang Chen possessed the ability to bring the dead back to life, which meant that even if everyone was killed, as long as their physical bodies were preserved, they would still have a chance to come back to life. The temptation for everyone was unimaginable.

Everyone crowded around the man, asking him all sorts of questions and examining his body. Once they confirmed that the man had truly come back to life, a series of thunderclaps resounded in their hearts, as if a thunderbolt had exploded within them.

"Incredible! Truly incredible! If such methods could be spread, how could the talents of the world not come to our Northern Lands?" Ji Feihua's voice was filled with shock.

Upon hearing Ji Feihua's words, Zhong Wubai's face was filled with shock: "I thought I had overestimated him enough, but now it seems that what I saw was just the tip of the iceberg, not worth mentioning!"

“With such abilities, Zhang Chen will surely attract countless talented people from all over the world to come and join us. Our great prosperity in the North is just around the corner.” Zhou Qiucheng’s eyes were also filled with disbelief as he looked the man up and down, still unable to believe that the man who had died had actually come back to life before his eyes.

As everyone discussed and marveled, time passed slowly, and soon the ship was fully replenished with supplies. The demon steward came to Zhang Chen's cabin door and bowed respectfully: "My lord, we have replenished all the supplies and fulfilled your request. Please give us your orders."

Zhang Chen sat upright in the room reading. He had recently been collecting various martial arts techniques from all over the world, hoping to inspire him to create a method that would allow the soul to reincarnate, so that the soul would not lose its memory and would exist eternally between heaven and earth.

Hearing the words of the demon steward and seeing his humble face, Zhang Chen said to the guard beside him in a sarcastic tone, "Please ask Fourth Uncle to settle the accounts for the stewards."

Upon hearing this, the demon steward bowed deeply in gratitude and left, leaving Zhang Chen, his face grim, sitting silently in the cabin. After a short while, Zhang Gaqi walked in from outside the cabin and said to Zhang Chen, "Our supplies are ready. Shall we set off?"

"Set off?" Zhang Chen's face revealed a murderous aura: "There's no rush to set off. I have something else to do. Go and gather all the gentlemen and stewards on the deck. I have some instructions to give."

Zhang Gaqi, unaware of Zhang Chen's intentions, turned and left. However, before he had taken more than a few steps, he heard Zhang Chen ask, "What has been done with the man who came back from the dead?"

“We are just waiting for your instructions. That is the person you went to great lengths to save. We dare not dispose of him without authorization,” Zhang Gaqi said.

What Zhang Chen liked most about Zhang Gaqi was that the other man was very measured in his actions, treating him only as a steward and never overstepping his bounds or doing anything beyond his authority.

Zhang Chen had already come up with a solution: "You can keep him on the ship as a steward."

Zhang Gaqi nodded and turned to do it.

Zhang Chen put down the book, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "It is really not easy to deduce a method to preserve the memories of the soul. I have come all the way from the North and I have not found a single clue. Even the saints of the past could not do it. It is not easy for me to deduce such a method as someone who has not yet achieved immortality."

As Zhang Chen approached the door, he saw the prince, dressed in gold robes, standing respectfully at the entrance, waiting for him.

"Greetings, Godfather!" Upon seeing Zhang Chen, Wang Ye immediately knelt down and respectfully kowtowed, his eyes filled with reverence and awe, as if he were worshipping the god he believed in.

"Why don't you go in?" Zhang Chen asked, looking at Wang Ye kneeling on the ground.

With his cultivation level, he already knew that Wang Ye was standing outside the door, but he just didn't greet him.

"Although you are my godfather, there are still rules to follow. If you don't summon me, I will wait outside and will never disturb your rest." The boy's face was full of understanding.

Zhang Chen laughed upon hearing this: "Who taught you these rules?"

Wang Ye gave a wry smile: "I spent a lot of time in the Wang family when I was a child, and I was often scolded and told rules. After a while, I understood everything."

The smile vanished from Zhang Chen's face, replaced by a cold, murderous glint in his eyes: "The Wang family truly deserves to die!"

“It’s all in the past, not worth mentioning. I must thank my godfather for saving my old man’s life. In the future, if you ever have any orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation.” Wang Ye solemnly bowed to Zhang Chen again to express his gratitude.

Zhang Chen patted the boy on the shoulder: "You are my godson. You don't need to thank me for what I've done for you."

"I understand." The young man straightened his face and bowed solemnly. Zhang Chen found the word "godfather" grating, so he patted the young man's head and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to call me godfather. Just call me father."

"Dad!" Wang Ye called out crisply.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen's face lit up with a bright smile. He reached out and took the boy's hand, saying, "Come on, today I will avenge you and make the Wang family of Jinling and all the demons in Jinling pay the price."

Zhang Chen led Wang Ye by the hand toward the deck, where the head stewards of the Zhong family and the Zhang family had already gathered at the bow deck, waiting for Zhang Chen's arrival. When they saw Zhang Chen leading Wang Ye toward them, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.

“I feel a strong connection with Wang Ye. From now on, he will be my godson. You must treat him like a young master and not neglect him in any way.” Zhang Chen said this to the stewards of the Zhang family.

All the managers were taken aback, looking at Wang Ye with surprise, wondering what was so outstanding about this young boy that Zhang Chen had taken notice of him.

"Why aren't you calling for help?" Zhang Gaqi shouted to the stewards. Although he didn't know why Zhang Chen would take a liking to the young man in front of him, he knew that Zhang Chen was the head of the Zhang family and had the final say in the family. Since Zhang Chen had recognized his son as his godson, there must be a reason for it.

All the stewards of the Zhang family bowed in unison: "Greetings, young master."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye immediately became flustered and looked at Zhang Chen with a panicked expression, not knowing what to do. Zhang Chen gently patted the boy's head to ease his tension and said to the stewards, "Please, no need for formalities."

Then Zhang Chen looked at Zhong Wubai and the others: "I invited you all here because I wanted to avenge my godson. I ask you all to be my witnesses."

Everyone was stunned by Zhang Chen's words, wondering what he meant by "venting his anger." They then saw Zhang Chen, holding Wang Ye's hand, lead them to the front of the deck and stand there. He then addressed the group, saying, "You've all followed me to the North because you trust and support me. Today, I'll reveal my true abilities to you all, to reassure you. Watch closely at the bow as I annihilate all living beings in Jinling City, making our name known throughout the world. This will be a reward for your bets in this future era of great strife."

Before anyone could react, Zhang Chen had already taken a step forward, walking through the void towards Jinling City.

"What did he just say? He said he's going to destroy Jinling City?" Zhou Qiucheng looked at Zhang Chen's departing figure, seemingly unable to believe his ears. His eyes were filled with confusion, revealing a bewildered expression.

"That's Jinling City! There are countless experts from the demon race inside. How could he possibly destroy Jinling City?" Zhong Wubai was also stunned, seemingly unable to believe what he had just heard, his eyes filled with astonishment.

“Let’s see what he does! Everyone knows Zhang Chen’s cultivation is very high, but no one has ever figured out exactly how high. Zhang Chen is not one to boast, so if he has spoken, he must be absolutely certain.” Ji Feihua said from the side.

"It sounds like a truly outlandish and shocking idea. You must know that there is an army of hundreds of millions of demonic beasts in Jinling City, as well as countless experts of the twelfth rank. Once they form a great formation, even experts of the twelfth rank will have to retreat. What ability does Zhang Chen have to say that he can slaughter Jinling City?" Zhong Wubai's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qiucheng, recalling Zhang Chen's battles against Huang Tiandao and the demon race at Chongzheng Academy, looked thoughtfully towards Jinling City with anticipation in his eyes.

Now, Zhang Chen disembarked from the large ship and walked step by step towards Jinling City. As he walked, shadowy, blood-red figures emerged from the void behind him, transforming into streaks of blood-red light that rushed towards the four directions of Jinling City. These blood-red figures did not go on a killing spree, but instead secretly lurked in all directions of Jinling City, standing still according to some mysterious pattern.

As soon as the Blood God Child appeared, Zhang Chen felt the malice emanating from heaven and earth. The primordial energy within his own Blood God Child flowed endlessly into the vast world.

"It can hold out for a few days, which is enough for me to complete my plan." Zhang Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky. As he thought this, the divine light within the Blood God Child surrounding Jinling City quietly flowed. Then, a mysterious array began to operate. The clouds in the sky within a thousand miles suddenly turned blood red, and a blood red transparent light shield enveloped the entire Jinling City like an inverted bowl.

"The Blood Sea Formation!" At this moment, the aura of a tenth-tier demon soared into the sky within Jinling City. Looking at the blood-red clouds that blotted out the sun, its eyes were filled with horror: "Someone wants to make a move against Jinling City!"

"Guards, quickly form a battle formation to fight back!" the great demon roared to the sky.

Zhang Chen stood atop the clouds, looking down at Jinling City, which was enveloped by the Blood Sea Formation. As he watched the tenth-tier demon soar into the sky, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "I didn't expect it to be an old acquaintance."

Do you know which demon this is?
Among the great demons who seized the creation of the Bashe in the past, one of them is the great demon before us.

The opponent, sporting a bird's head, was now filled with panic as he directed the demon army within Jinling City.

(End of this chapter)