ATPnovel #533 - The last leg
#533 - The last leg
Chapter 530 The Final Journey
“However, in this world of Dharma decline, where gods fall, Wang Heng is now no different from becoming the master of the Yama Banner. He and the Yama Banner are in a symbiotic state, sharing both prosperity and loss. I didn't expect Huang Tiandao to fight so hard, only to benefit this kid in the end,” Zhang Chen thought strangely.
Time quietly passed, and as the sun set in the west, bonfires rose up in the field at some point.
Seeing the sky gradually darkening, Wang Heng's army sang and danced, the atmosphere lively, wantonly venting the pressure of the day, Zhang Chen suddenly took a breath, and the next moment, the two sounds of 'hum' and 'ha' vibrated in his nostrils. Then, he mobilized the Qisha Art, and with a single breath, a blanket of yellow sand swept across ten miles.
The yellow sand contained mystical power, blowing until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. Within it, there was also spiritual power, affecting people's perception and preventing their souls from leaving their bodies.
The cavalry on horseback fell directly, while the horses lay prostrate on the ground, fearing the power of heaven and earth.
At this moment, Wang Heng's army instantly scattered, everyone losing contact with each other, each prostrating on the ground to avoid the hurricane.
The sandstorm blew the tents up, and the grain and grass flew with it. The soldiers couldn't open their eyes, how could they see clearly east, west, south, and north? As the bonfires went out, the entire camp was plunged into darkness.
“Damn it, which alien dares to oppose me!” Wang Heng looked at the yellow sand filling the sky, how could he not know that someone was plotting against him in the dark? He couldn't help but burst into flames, but he was helpless.
The sandstorm contained the wind of the Yellow Springs, specifically restraining the evil ghosts under his command. At this moment, even though he had the tenth-order artifact Yama Banner in hand, it was not easy to use.
At this time, the refugees seized the opportunity, and without saying a word, ran in the sandstorm. Everyone was not a fool, why would they work for Wang Heng?
With the current probability of death and injury on the battlefield, the chance of survival after being conscripted was less than ten percent. Seeing the dark night and the high winds, everyone took the opportunity to run away.
How could the refugees who had fled thousands of miles from the north be simple people?
Zhang Chen transformed into a stream of water, the ropes on his body fell off, and then he came to the camp tent where his younger brother, younger sister, and stepmother were located in the sandstorm. He had already sent blood god sons to secretly watch, so he was not afraid of getting lost in the sandstorm.
At this time, his family members were indeed covering themselves with quilts, shrinking into a ball to avoid the sandstorm. Zhang Chen had Wind-Fixing Pills, and wherever he passed, the sandstorm stopped. Looking at the family buried in the quilts, Zhang Chen shouted: “Stop hiding, let's take advantage of this sandstorm to escape quickly. This Wang Heng is definitely not a kind person, we can't continue to associate with him.”
Hearing Zhang Chen's call, Cheng Yu's head drilled out from under the quilt, and he said with lingering fear: “What a strange wind, specifically restraining all kinds of Yin God magic, blowing my head hurts. Even if the soul is in the body, it is dizzy.”
Zhang Chen had already prepared a donkey cart, and said to his family: “Get in the car!”
He not only prepared a donkey cart, but also prepared a horse-drawn carriage. The horse was not an ordinary horse, but Wang Heng's fifth-order demon horse, but in the face of Zhang Chen's Beast Control Technique, he could only obediently bow his head and surrender.
The horse was not only captured by Zhang Chen, but also conveniently harnessed to a carriage, tied behind the donkey cart. Then, he loaded his stone sculptures and other items, as well as some military food and supplies, all into a horse-drawn carriage. Then, Zhang Chen sat on the donkey cart and flicked the whip, and the little donkey trotted away, disappearing into the endless yellow sand.
As the master of the yellow sand, Zhang Chen would of course not be lost in the yellow sand. The little donkey had only been gone for an hour before it had already walked out of the scope covered by the yellow sand. Then, Zhang Chen turned his head and glanced at the yellow sand behind him, and said to Cheng Yu in the carriage: “We have already left the place covered by the sandstorm, you drive the carriage away, and I will stay behind for everyone.”
“Be careful yourself,” Cheng Yu didn't say much. Now the whole family followed Zhang Chen's will, and then he saw Cheng Yu go away. Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the endless yellow sand, and spit out another mouthful of sandstorm.
Although his Qisha Art was powerful, it also had a shortcoming, that is, the duration of maintenance was too short. If Zhang Chen patted his butt and left without regard at this time, I am afraid that it would not take long for Wang Heng's army to catch up after the sandstorm subsided.
Fortunately, Zhang Chen now has profound magic power. Even if the Qisha Art lasts for a short time, he can just blow a few more breaths. To him, it is nothing. He has five hundred years of magic power, which can support the consumption of most of his supernatural powers. Especially with the innate energy born from the Tongtian Jianmu, it is a good thing for him to quickly restore his magic power.
Thinking that the Tongtian Jianmu had not increased the time limit today, Zhang Chen took out the Ascension Pool. He saw that the Ascension Pool was the size of a palm and was held by Zhang Chen in his palm. The Tongtian Jianmu in the Ascension Pool had undergone great changes under Zhang Chen's blessing during this period. Not only had it grown more than a dozen tender leaves, but even new branches had begun to brew. The small Tongtian Jianmu branches had a thousand years of growth potential under Zhang Chen's daily ten years of blessing. After a thousand years of accumulation, there should always be some changes.
You must know that from rescuing Dugu Qiu to following the Longhu Escort Agency all the way, each month can provide three hundred years of time flow. After nearly half a year, even if Zhang Chen often delayed the time because he was pulled by the young镖头Chen Ping to drink at night, there was still an accumulation of one thousand five hundred and six hundred years.
As the number of leaves increased, the innate energy exhaled also began to increase. The Ascension Pool energy accumulated by Zhang Chen every day also increased. Although the amount of increase was not much, it was always developing in a good direction.
“Under this gust of yin wind, it will blow away the aura of all living people and ghosts. By then, even if Wang Heng awakens the power of Yama, he will never want to find the aura of refugees. Moreover, this sandstorm is enough to bury some traces, even if the other party wants to track, it is impossible.” Zhang Chen grinned. If he dared to ask his grandfather Zhang Chen to pinch his shoulders and beat his back, if he hadn’t been afraid of the Yama Banner, he would have let this kid know how many eyes Lord Ma had.
It's just that as time passed, the refugees dispersed one after another, and Zhang Chen looked at the sandstorm with some astonishment. He saw that Wang Heng's original army had also dispersed, most of them taking advantage of the sandstorm to escape, and only a few direct descendants remained loyal.
“How unpopular is this Wang Heng!” Zhang Chen couldn't help but complain secretly when he saw Wang Heng's soldiers fleeing like birds and beasts.
After another three hours, Zhang Chen felt that his stepmother and others had gone far away, so he blew another mouthful of sandstorm, and then transformed into a vampire bat and flapped his wings away.
After the sandstorm dissipated, Wang Heng looked at the scattered camp. There were only two or three large and small cats left in the army, and a pair of eyes turned red: “Where is my army? Where are my supplies? Where is my mount?”
That was a fifth-order demon horse, able to travel thousands of miles a day, which was very important to him. He didn't have the ability to ride the clouds and mist and escape the mountains and rivers. He relied on the demon horse to travel, and all of this was gone.
“General!”
At this time, more than eighty confidants climbed out of the yellow sand. Looking at the empty camp, everyone was dumbfounded.
All the armies disappeared, and everyone became bare commanders. Didn't they just return to the pre-liberation era?
“Damn bastards, those guys dare to betray me. Don't let me find their traces, otherwise I will feed them to the Yama Banner.” Wang Heng was so angry that he cursed, but he was helpless.
What could he do? He was also desperate!
All the horses were swept away, and he didn't have the ability to fly. Where could he go to chase the fleeing army and the collapsing refugees?
“General, what should we do!” A soldier asked.
“It's okay. In the past, this general started from scratch and pulled up an army in just half a month. Now there are refugees everywhere in the north. Isn't it easy to pull up an army? Wait for this general to carry you and re-establish meritorious service. It's just that the horse thief, don't let me catch him, otherwise I will cut him into thousands of pieces.” Wang Heng trembled with anger when he thought of his fifth-order demon horse.
Fifth-order demon horse! It is not common even among the demon clan, and it is extremely difficult to capture. The most important thing is that this demon horse was not captured by him, but he fed the various true dragon creations and supplies he picked up to the horse and personally cultivated it. He was extremely loyal to him.
The loss of the demon horse made him feel more heartache than the collapse and escape of his thousands of troops: “Damn horse thief, 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's hand, and continued to head south.
“This horse of yours is not simple,” Cheng Yu asked Zhang Chen.
“Fifth-order demon horse! It is the mount of that dog-shit general, and now it belongs to me. I helped him beat his legs and massage his shoulders, and he gave me the horse as compensation. Isn't it too much?” Zhang Chen said with a smile, his voice full of pride.
Cheng Yu was stunned when he heard this. That was a fifth-order demon horse, how could he steal it if he said he would steal it?
He felt that he still underestimated Zhang Chen's methods.
Zhang Chen drove the donkey cart and galloped through the night. After walking another hundred miles, he stopped to rest and fed the donkey. The family gathered together to talk.
Zhang Chen's stealing the demon horse of course had his own plans. After all, the donkey's pulling speed was too slow. Whether it was foot power or the rest, it was not as good as the horse demon.
He would always need some capital to go to Jiangnan to take refuge with relatives in the future, otherwise he would be looked down upon, wouldn't he be treated with contempt?
This demon horse can also be regarded as a gift to be sent after he goes to Jiangnan to find relatives in the future, so as not to be looked down upon by others at that time.
After the family talked for a while, they rested separately, and then Zhang Chen continued to keep vigil and practice.
He was thinking about whether to upgrade his mental realm first. After all, he still had to walk for a while to reach the location of Buzhou Mountain's cornerstone in the unknown third heaven of the spiritual world. He had already seen the importance of divine power. It was the main force for him to deal with those top combat powers and those old guys in the future. For him, the more divine power, the better.