I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 530 The Last Journey

“However, in this Dharma Ending World, where gods have fallen, Wang Heng is no different from being the master of the Yama Banner. He and the Yama Banner are in a state of parasitic symbiosis, where both sides prosper and suffer together. I didn’t expect that Huang Tiandao would fight to the death, but in the end, this kid got the advantage.” Zhang Chen felt a little strange.

Time passed quietly, and as the sun set in the west, bonfires suddenly appeared in the field.

As the sky gradually darkened, Wang Heng's army was singing and dancing in a lively atmosphere, venting the stress of the day. Zhang Chen took a deep breath, and the next moment, two sounds of "Hum" and "Ha" vibrated in his nose. Then he saw the magic of Hesha being mobilized, and he blew out a breath, and the overwhelming yellow sand swept across ten miles.

The yellow sand contained magical power, which made the sky dark and the sun and moon invisible. It also contained spiritual power, which affected people's perception and prevented their souls from leaving their bodies.

The cavalryman on the horse fell off, and the horse fell prone on the ground, fearing the power of heaven and earth.

At this time, Wang Heng's army was instantly scattered. Everyone had lost their coordination and lay on the ground to avoid the hurricane.

The sandstorm blew the tent up, and the food and grass flew with it. The soldier couldn't open his eyes, so how could he see clearly? With the bonfire extinguished, the whole camp was dark.

"Asshole, which alien dares to go against me!" Wang Heng looked at the yellow sand in the sky. How could he not know that someone was plotting against him in secret? He was furious, but he could do nothing about it.

The sandstorm contained the wind of the underworld, which was specifically designed to restrain the evil spirits under his command. Even though he had the tenth-rank artifact Yama Banner in his hand, he could not use it.

At this time, the refugees got the chance and ran in the wind and sand without saying a word. Everyone was not a fool, so why would they work for Wang Heng?

With the current casualty rate on the battlefield, once everyone is called up, the chance of survival is less than 10%. Seeing that it is a dark and windy night, everyone takes the opportunity to escape.

How could the refugees who could flee thousands of miles from the north be simple people?
Zhang Chen turned into a stream of water, the ropes on his body fell off, and then he came to the tent where his younger brother, younger sister, and stepmother were in the wind and sand. He had already sent the Blood God Son to watch them in secret, so he was not afraid of getting lost in the wind and sand.

At this time, his family members were indeed covered with quilts, huddled together to avoid the wind and sand. Zhang Chen had the Wind-Fixing Pill, and the wind and sand stopped wherever he passed. Looking at his family members buried in the quilts, Zhang Chen shouted, "Don't hide anymore. Let's take advantage of this sandstorm to escape. Wang Heng is definitely not a good person. We can't continue to get involved with him."

Hearing Zhang Chen's whirring sound, Cheng Yu poked his head out from under the quilt and said with lingering fear: "What a strange wind, it specifically restrains all kinds of Yin Shen techniques. It makes my head hurt. Even if my soul is in the body, the world is spinning."

Zhang Chen had already prepared the donkey cart and said to his family, "Get on board!"

Not only did he prepare a donkey cart, he also prepared a horse carriage. The horse was no ordinary horse, but Wang Heng's fifth-level demon horse. However, facing Zhang Chen's beast taming skills, it could only surrender.

Not only did Zhang Chen seize the horse, he also harnessed it to a carriage and tied it behind the donkey cart. He then loaded his own stone sculptures and other items, as well as some military food and supplies, into the carriage. Then Zhang Chen sat on the donkey cart and cracked the whip, and the little donkey sped away, disappearing in the endless yellow sand.

As the master of the yellow sand, Zhang Chen would certainly not be misled by it. The donkey walked out of the area covered by the yellow sand in just one hour. Then Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the yellow sand behind him and said to Cheng Yu in the carriage, "We have already left the area covered by the wind and sand. You drive the carriage away and I will cover you."

"Be careful." Cheng Yu didn't say much. Now the whole family followed Zhang Chen's will. Then Cheng Yu walked away. Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the endless yellow sand and spewed out another mouthful of sand.

Although his magic of combining sands was powerful, it also had a shortcoming, which was that it could only be maintained for a very short time. If Zhang Chen just left without caring about anything at this moment, I was afraid that Wang Heng's army would catch up with him after the wind and sand stopped in a short time.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen's magic power is deep now. Even if the magic of Hesha lasts for a short time, he can just blow a few more breaths. It's not a big deal for him. Five hundred years of magic power can support the consumption of most of his magic power. Especially with the innate energy born from Tongtian Jianmu, it is a good thing for him to quickly restore magic power.

Thinking that the Tongtian Jianmu had not added any years to this day, Zhang Chen took out the Ascension Pool, and saw that the Ascension Pool was the size of a palm, and was held in the palm of Zhang Chen's hand. Under Zhang Chen's blessing during this period of time, the Tongtian Jianmu in the Ascension Pool had undergone great changes. Not only had it grown more than a dozen tender leaves, but even new branches were beginning to emerge. Under Zhang Chen's daily blessing for ten years, the small Tongtian Jianmu branches had already grown for a thousand years. After a thousand years, there should be some changes.

You have to know that from rescuing Dugu Qiu to following the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency all the way, every month can provide three hundred years of time flow, which is nearly half a year. Even if Zhang Chen was often delayed because he was dragged out for drinks by the young escort leader Chen Ping at night, he still accumulated one thousand five hundred to six hundred years.

As the number of leaves increased, the innate qi that was absorbed and discharged also began to increase, and the energy accumulated in Zhang Chen's ascension pool every day also increased. Although the increase was not large, it was always developing in a good direction.

"Under this gloomy wind, the breath of all living people and ghosts will be blown away. Even if Wang Heng awakens the power of Yama, he will not be able to find the breath of the refugees. Moreover, this wind and sand are enough to bury some traces. Even if the other party wants to track, they can't do it." Zhang Chen grinned. If he didn't fear the Yama Banner, he would have to let this kid know how many eyes the horse king has. However, as time passed, the refugees dispersed one after another. Zhang Chen looked at the wind and sand with some astonishment, and saw that Wang Heng's original army also dispersed at this time. Most of them took advantage of the wind and sand to escape, and only a few loyal followers remained.

"How unpopular is this guy Wang Heng!" Zhang Chen couldn't help but complain inwardly as he watched the soldiers under Wang Heng scatter like birds and beasts.

Another three hours passed, and Zhang Chen felt that his stepmother and others had gone far away. He blew away a breath of sand and turned into a vampire bat, flapping his wings and flew away.

After the sandstorm cleared, Wang Heng looked at the scattered camp. Only two or three cats and kittens were left. His eyes turned red. "Where are my troops? Where are my supplies? Where are my mounts?"

That was a fifth-level demon horse, capable of traveling a thousand miles a day. It was very important to him. He did not have the ability to ride on clouds or escape into mountains and rivers, so he relied entirely on the demon horse to travel, and now all of that was gone.

"General!"

At this time, more than eighty confidants crawled out from the yellow sand. Looking at the empty camp, they were all dumbfounded.

All the troops disappeared, and we are left alone. It's like going back to the time before liberation.
"Damn bastards, those guys actually dared to betray me. Don't let me find their trace, otherwise I will feed them to the Yama Banner." Wang Heng cursed angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

What can he do? He is also desperate!
All the horses were swept away, and he had no ability to fly, so how could he chase the fleeing army and the scattered refugees?
"General, what should we do?" a soldier asked.

"It doesn't matter. In the past, it only took me half a month to raise an army from scratch. Now the north is full of refugees. Isn't it easy to raise a large army? I will lead you to rebuild my career. But that horse thief must not be caught by me, otherwise I will cut him into pieces." Wang Heng was so angry that his body trembled when he thought of his fifth-level demon horse.

A fifth-level demon horse! It was rare even among the demons, and extremely difficult to capture. The most important thing was that this demon horse was not one he had captured, but one he had personally trained by feeding the horses with all the dragon fortunes and materials he had picked up. It was extremely loyal to him.

The loss of the demon horse made him feel more distressed than the thousands of soldiers who fled: "Damned horse thief, please don't let me find you."

When Wang Heng was furious and cursing, Zhang Chen had already landed in front of the carriage, took the reins from Cheng Yu, and continued to head south.

"Your horse is not simple." Cheng Yu asked Zhang Chen.

"A fifth-level demon horse! It was the mount of that damn general, and now it belongs to me. I helped him massage his legs and shoulders, and he gave me the horse as compensation. Is that not too much?" Zhang Chen said with a smile, his voice full of pride.

Cheng Yu was stunned when he heard that. That was a fifth-level demon horse, how could he just steal it?

He felt that he had underestimated Zhang Chen's methods.

Zhang Chen drove the donkey cart all night long, and only stopped to rest after he had traveled a hundred miles. After feeding the donkey, the family gathered together to talk.

Of course Zhang Chen had his own plans for stealing the demon horse. After all, the donkey was too slow in pulling the cart, and no matter its leg strength or anything else, it could not compare to the demon horse.

When I go to Jiangnan to live with my relatives in the future, I must have some capital, otherwise I will be looked down upon and regarded with contempt.

This demon horse could be considered a gift for his relatives when he went to Jiangnan to look for them in the future, so that he would not be looked down upon by others.

After the family talked for a while, they all went to rest, and then Zhang Chen continued to keep watch and practice.

He was thinking whether he should improve his spiritual realm first. After all, he still had to walk for a while to reach the unknown third level of the spiritual world where the foundation of Mount Buzhou was. He had already seen the importance of divine power. It was the main force for him to deal with those top combat forces and those old guys in the future. For him, the more divine power, the better.

(End of this chapter)