I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#531 - Yama Banner

Before long, the slaughter ended, and the bloodline users in King Pingbian's camp directly became the souls of the evil ghosts.

The young man holding the Yama Banner tore off his clothes, then shook the banner violently, and countless lonely wild ghosts on the battlefield were absorbed by the banner.

Whether they were from the opposing camp or their own, all entered the Yama Banner and became its nourishment.

Then, divine power flowed within the Yama Banner, and a force poured into the young man's body.

A black tattoo appeared on the young man's body, vaguely resembling a Yama King from the Yama world, with the power to control the life and death of all beings.

After a moment, the phenomenon disappeared, and the Yama Banner in the young man's hand turned into black gas, sticking to the tattoo on the young man's back.

The tattoo flickered for a while, then disappeared directly into the skin, leaving no trace.

The three thousand strong men possessed by the evil ghosts, accompanied by the departure of the evil ghosts, were pale, as if they had lost too much blood.

The leader sniffed the air and pointed to the distance: "There is a large number of living people in that direction! Everyone, follow me!"

After saying that, he jumped on his horse and led three thousand cavalry away.

The underground sea of blood converged, and the Blood God Child turned into a drop of blood, quietly watching the people in the field.

Although the rebels killed ten thousand soldiers of King Pingbian's mansion, they also suffered heavy losses themselves.

Their own troops were less than ten thousand, and fifty to sixty thousand soldiers had been lost.

If it weren't for the young man holding the banner at a critical moment to turn the tide, I'm afraid the remaining army would have been completely wiped out by the army of King Pingbian's mansion: "The person holding the banner seems to have received the assistance of the Yama Banner.

This slaughter has caused countless lives to fall, nourishing the Yama Banner, and the Yama Banner nourishes his body.

If this person doesn't die prematurely, and continues to kill, it won't be long before he cultivates to the level of a Ghost King."

Zhang Chen thought to himself: "That banner's aura now has a tenth-order phenomenon.

Calling it the Yama Banner is quite fitting.

The tattoo on that person's back is Yama.

If he can completely condense Yama into a physical form, his strength will be unimaginably powerful by then.

This guy can actually smell the aura of a large group of people dozens of miles away.

My main body seems to be in trouble."

Muttering to himself, the Blood God Child flashed and disappeared from the spot without a trace.

Meanwhile, the large group of people where Zhang Chen's main body was located continued to move forward rapidly, but how could human legs compare to horses?

The crowd, who were on their way, suddenly heard the sound of horses, and Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but change color: "It's cavalry!

We're in trouble!

Whether the other party is a human-demon cavalry or the cavalry of King Pingbian's mansion, it's not good news for everyone."

"There is trouble!" Zhang Chen muttered.

If it were a beast tide, the refugees could still organize to resist, but when encountering a group of orderly cavalry, the refugees could only surrender.

Everyone had come out of the war, so of course they knew what the sound of hooves represented.

Some refugees directly abandoned all their belongings and ran away frantically, while others dragged their families, unable to escape at all.

The old and young of a large family stood in place with despair on their faces, waiting for the judgment of fate.

In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the sound of hooves went from far to near, and a team of more than three thousand people, riding horses, galloped from afar.

Zhang Chen looked at the approaching cavalry, his eyes falling on the leader.

He had already received the information from the Blood God Child, and looking at the approaching cavalry, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

The leader was a young man in his twenties, with a fair face and a slender figure.

He had changed into leather armor at some point, and he was riding a demon horse.

The horse was surrounded by demonic energy, and had already entered the fifth level.

At this time, it was galloping towards them.

Most importantly, in Zhang Chen's Dharma eyes, countless ghost shadows followed behind the young man, turning into Heavenly Ghosts, forming a Nine Sons Ghost Mother formation, hidden behind him.

"The trouble is big!

It's actually the legendary Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

Although I have the righteous god's golden light and am not afraid of those ghosts and monsters, I can't protect my mother and younger siblings!

Right now, I can only wait and see what happens!" Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

At the same time, he also missed the Yama Banner a little, wondering if he could extract skills related to the Yama King.

If he could master the life and death spans of all beings, that would be wonderful.

The cavalry scattered, driving everyone together.

The young master reined in his horse and stopped, his eyes looking at the large group of people in front of him: "I am General Wang Heng, and you are all conscripted by me.

Everyone will become soldiers under my command.

All your food and ironware must be handed over, and anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy."

Zhu Ziqing's voice was full of bitterness: "It's over.

We originally wanted to escape the Northern Lands and stay away from the chaos, but who knew we would run into this bastard.

This kid is raising an army to rebel, doing a job that will cost him his head.

Once we are conscripted by him, we are not far from death."

Hearing Zhu Ziqing's words, Zhang Chen glanced at Wang Heng, and seeing the cavalry dismounting, about to start collecting the dry food and supplies from the people, Zhang Chen couldn't help but sigh softly, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Wang Heng's banner had already reached the tenth level.

If he attacked the other party by surprise, he would have a chance to kill him, but there was also the possibility of accidents.

Behind the other party was the Nine Sons Ghost Mother formation, which was the power of the formation.

Once he couldn't kill him with one blow, his younger siblings would be in danger.

As for creating chaos and escaping, two legs can't outrun four legs, so he still needs to find an opportunity.

This is the result of having concerns; one can no longer act as one pleases, and must consider various situations when taking action.

The cavalrymen, having been possessed by evil spirits, were pale. They set up camp and cooked meals on the spot, devouring rice and meat as if they were starving ghosts.

Zhang Chen knew that they had consumed a lot of energy and spirit by the evil spirits, so they were hungry and needed to replenish themselves.

"Divide yourselves into two groups. Men to the left, to be incorporated into the army. In the future, you will follow this general into battle, and there will be no shortage of gold, silver, and treasures. Becoming a king or a minister is within your reach. As for the women and children, all will be assigned to logistics, transporting food and supplies for this general," Wang Heng announced loudly, directing the refugees to separate.

Although the refugees were unwilling, they dared not resist the fierce and murderous soldiers, and could not even make a loud noise.

At this time, Zhu Ziqing hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of flattery, and said, "General, I, Zhu Ziqing, know some writing and can help the general keep accounts and sort documents."

Wang Heng heard this and turned his gaze to Zhu Ziqing, then looked at Zhang Chen and his group, before withdrawing his gaze and asking Zhu Ziqing, "You can read?"

In this era, literacy was not easy; those who could read were precious talents.

Hearing Wang Heng's words, Zhu Ziqing quickly said, "I can read."

"How many characters do you know? What is your background?" Wang Heng asked.

Zhu Ziqing smiled bitterly, "My family's legacy ended after five generations. Now my knowledge all comes from family teachings. I recognize eighty percent of the characters in the world, and I also studied in the academy for a few years."

Wang Heng's face lit up when he heard this, "Since that's the case, my army lacks a registrar. From now on, that will be you."

Wang Heng was overjoyed. Becoming a scribe meant he no longer had to go into battle, so he quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, General! Thank you, General! However... my younger siblings are also well-behaved and can sew and mend for the General, and can serve the General."

Wang Heng glanced at Zhang Chen's family, then beckoned to Zhang Chen, "You come forward."

Zhang Chen looked at Wang Heng and saw Wang Heng winking at him. Zhang Chen sighed inwardly. This guy actually remembered to give him a hand; he's not so bad after all.

Zhang Chen quickly took off his hat and was about to jump off the carriage when Cheng Yu grabbed the corner of his clothes. Zhang Chen turned his head and saw the killing intent in Cheng Yu's eyes. He understood Cheng Yu's meaning, so he shook his head at Cheng Yu, made a gesture to be calm, then stepped forward and bowed to Wang Heng, "Greetings, General."

He also had some thoughts in his mind, wondering if he had a chance to steal Wang Heng's Yama Banner. It was a good thing.

"You're quite fair-skinned, and look like you come from a wealthy family." Wang Heng sized up Zhang Chen, a smile appearing in his eyes, "Since you are a family, can you read?"

Zhu Ziqing said he could read. If Zhang Chen said he couldn't, it would obviously not make sense, so Zhang Chen could only say, "I can also read."

"How many characters do you know?" Wang Heng asked.

"Although not as many as my brother, I can recognize about sixty percent," Zhang Chen said.

"Since that's the case, stay by my side and you can help me record documents in the future." As Wang Heng said this, he glanced at Zhang Shi not far away. At this time, Zhang Shi was covered in dirt and grime from practicing martial arts, looking like an old woman, and he had no interest in her.

Then Wang Heng began to call everyone to separate and constantly build camps, waiting for the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield to return.

Zhang Chen was about to go forward to help when Wang Heng beckoned to him, "You come over and massage my legs!"

Zhang Chen looked at Wang Heng and saw Wang Heng sitting on a stool, signaling Zhang Chen to come forward and massage his legs. Zhang Chen cursed inwardly, "You bastard, you actually want your grandpa to massage your legs. You don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has. With such close contact, if I launch a Blood God Seed sneak attack, I wonder if I can sneak attack this person, seize his body, and take possession of the Yama Banner."

That Yama Banner was a good thing. Now that the world was about to be in chaos, would there be a shortage of ghosts? With the blessing of a large number of ghosts, stepping into the twelfth level would be easy.

Especially after the Yama Banner evolved into the Underworld, its power was even more terrifying, perhaps surpassing the twelfth level.

Zhang Chen could only reluctantly massage his legs, thinking about a way to leave, "It seems I can only act at night."

Zhang Chen was proficient in blood control, and knew the human body's skin and acupoints accurately. At this time, his casual massage was already the pinnacle of this skill.

"Not bad, not bad! Your skills are good!" Wang Heng's legs were softened by Zhang Chen's massage, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"I am not only proficient in massaging legs, but also know how to do full-body massages, which can help people activate their blood vessels. General, why don't you take off your clothes and let me massage you to relieve fatigue?" Zhang Chen said calmly.

Of course, he didn't want to massage the other party. The Blood God Seed had personally seen that this grandson's Yama Banner was already attached to his tattoo. If he could do some tricks and drop some skills while giving the other party a massage, that would be great.

This was a tenth-level treasure, with the authority of Yama, absorbing the souls of the entire northern region. If he could drop some skills, it would be a great harvest.