I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#259 - Inhale

At the moment the other party was frozen in ice, they were still alive, so the blood Zhang Chen was now absorbing was still fresh.

Zhang Chen stretched out his palm, and a hideous bat's mouth emerged from his palm, two fangs glittering with cold light, directly piercing into the other party's head.

[Skill 3 (Tier 2): Limb Regeneration (0/10000000)]

The Blood Absorption Technique had evolved into Limb Regeneration, and as he finished absorbing all the blood in a person's body, the Gold Finger interface refreshed:

[Skill 3 (Tier 2): Limb Regeneration (50/10000000)]

"One person counts as fifty experience points. There are thousands of people here, which adds up to fifty thousand experience points. Although it's not worth mentioning compared to ten million experience points, it's enough to save me a lot of points and find another path to evolution. After all, this is the Northern Territory, the domain of the Prince of Pingbian's estate, and there is no shortage of enemies. If I could absorb the Prince of Pingbian's million-strong army, it would be enough for my third skill to advance again."

Zhang Chen's movements didn't stop. Seeing that the blood of one person was completely absorbed, he came to the second person, first using the Ice Seal Technique to freeze the other party, restricting their hands and feet, causing them to lose the power to resist, and then he would take action to absorb blood, so as not to alarm anyone or cause any disturbance.

Since the skill was upgraded to Tier 2, Zhang Chen's speed of absorbing blood was exceptionally fast, taking only five breaths to absorb all the blood in a person's body.

Before long, everyone in the entire tent was sucked into mummies. Zhang Chen retracted his palm and looked at the mummies in the tent, his expression calm: "Everyone, don't blame me. We had no grudges, only different positions. If I don't kill you today, the Prince of Pingbian will issue an order one day, and if you have the opportunity to kill me, you will never be soft-hearted."

Both sides were already on opposite sides, an irreconcilable feud of life and death, so how could Zhang Chen be soft-hearted?

In the next moment, Zhang Chen transformed into a stream of water and slipped out through the cracks of the tent, entering another tent, still using the same trick, showing no mercy to the ordinary soldiers in the tent.

As the blood absorption increased, and the number of lives in his hands grew, a little bit of scarlet blood light began to flicker in Zhang Chen's eyes, flashing with an eerie red glow in the night.

Now, in the dead of night, everyone was fast asleep. Zhang Chen continued to kill, without causing the slightest ripple. Those soldiers died in their sleep without any pain.

Seeing that more and more soldiers were dying, Zhang Chen became more and more skilled in his control, but just as he was about to slaughter them all, Zhang Chen finally encountered trouble.

After Zhang Chen slaughtered another camp, he slipped into the next camp, only to find that there was only one person in this camp.

"It seems this person's identity is not simple, like a military officer of the camp." Zhang Chen's eyes looked at the sleeping bed, and in the next moment, he mobilized the water flow to freeze it. But who knew that just as the water flow was about to pounce on this person, the man lying on the bed suddenly jumped up, rolled and landed under the bed, picked up a broadsword, and then slashed the broadsword directly at the water flow.

"Boy, I have already refined Martial Dao Qi and Blood, allowing me to see the divine, able to sense things before they happen. You want to assassinate me, it's simply a big joke." The man's broadsword slashed through the water flow, but the water flow turned into ice, directly freezing the broadsword within.

The man couldn't help but be stunned: "An Adept?"

"Someone! There's an assassin!" Seeing Zhang Chen display his superpower, the man didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly shouted towards the outside of the tent.

Zhang Chen shook his head upon seeing this: "Don't shout, all the officers in the entire camp have been killed by me. You are the last one."

"I didn't expect that the Prince of Pingbian's estate has also cultivated experts in Martial Dao Qi and Blood. Thinking about it, it makes sense, the Supervisory Division has cultivated experts in Martial Dao Qi and Blood, there's no reason for the Prince of Pingbian's estate to lag behind." Zhang Chen was somewhat dazed, but he never thought that Martial Dao experts would have an almost precognitive ability. This intuition is truly mysterious, sensing things before they happen, it's simply like cheating.

When the warrior heard Zhang Chen say that he had killed all the soldiers in the entire camp, his face changed, and he suddenly threw a punch, that punch contained a unique strength, and also contained thousands of pounds of force, directly shattering the ice that Zhang Chen had frozen, and the broadsword was pulled out smoothly, and then he turned around and slashed at the wall of the tent, leaping out along the crack of the tent. After he stood firm, he looked at the silent camp, a hint of horror in his eyes.

"You butcher, you're simply not human. Those were thousands of lives, how could you be so cruel?" The general's eyes were red, filled with grief and indignation. Those were all his comrades, they had fought side by side for many years, brothers who could entrust their backs to each other. Everyone had come and gone through fire and water, surviving countless dangers, who knew that in the end they didn't die at the hands of the foreign demons outside the pass, but died at the hands of their own people.

"Since we are all enemies, then there is no so-called distinction between races, killing is killing! We originally had no grudges with you, and I shouldn't have killed you, but who told you to work for the Prince of Pingbian's estate?" Zhang Chen's voice didn't have the slightest ripple, and he couldn't hear any guilt.

"I want to kill you to avenge my brothers!" The man said, like a leopard, pouncing towards Zhang Chen, about to kill Zhang Chen with his sword.

The other party had refined Martial Dao Qi and Blood, and also had a broadsword in his hand, indeed, his strength was extraordinary.

Zhang Chen manipulated the water flow to form an ice wall, but who knew that the ice wall was directly cut open under the other party's unique force and thousands of pounds of strength, stabbing towards Zhang Chen's chest.

The other party's speed was too fast, the sword light turned into a lightning bolt, and the body turned into afterimages, exceeding the speed of Zhang Chen's eye capture. The other party's sword light was connected into a piece, turning into a light beam, so fast that Zhang Chen's reaction speed became extremely slow, as if he was doing slow motion.

But the moment the other party cut open the ice, it was still delayed and slowed down.

Sword light flashed, blood splattered, one of Zhang Chen's right arms was cut off, and the Immobilization Talisman in his left hand was also attached to the other party's shoulder.

Looking at the severed arm, Zhang Chen's eyes were full of horror: "Is this the mandatory suppression of Martial Dao Qi and Blood? This speed is simply the nightmare of a squishy mage, truly terrifying!"

Then, Zhang Chen's body's aura circulated, and in the next moment, flesh buds wriggled at the severed arm, and an arm grew out directly from the severed area.

He had absorbed thousands of people, storing a large amount of Qi and Blood in his body, and limb regeneration was only a small matter.

He stretched out his hand and moved the newly derived arm, and after finding that there was no impact and there was no difference from his previous arm, he moved his gaze away and looked at the severed arm on the ground: "I wonder what the effect would be if I absorbed my own blood."

Looking at the blood flowing from the severed arm on the ground, Zhang Chen, with the idea of not wasting it, saw the blood flowing out from the severed arm and falling into Zhang Chen's palm, being absorbed by the tiny bat teeth.

Zhang Chen proved in practice that absorbing his own blood had no great nourishing effect.

Then Zhang Chen turned his gaze to the general: "The profoundness of martial arts is beyond my expectations. It seems I underestimated the power of martial arts cultivation in the past. It is indeed extraordinary to be a technique capable of slaughtering gods."

Zhang Chen felt he had gone astray. How could martial arts, which possessed the power to slaughter gods in ancient times, be simple?

So… Zhang Chen decided to find a body refining technique of immortal cultivation after he returned. As for martial arts? What a joke! He is an immortal cultivator and will never practice martial arts.

"Since there are methods for Qi refining and immortal cultivation, then there should be body refining techniques similar to the Eight Nine Arcane Art and the Nine Revolutions Arcane Art in this world," Zhang Chen pondered in his heart.

At this time, the other party was immobilized by Zhang Chen. The Qi and blood around his body surged, and his skin was crimson red like a branding iron, but he could not break through the power of the Immobilization Talisman.

"The Qi and blood of martial arts are really not simple. They contain the power of mysterious luck, as well as the power of Qi and blood, and also the power of essence, Qi, and spirit. It is truly incredible." Zhang Chen opened his Dharma Eye to examine the general, carefully sensing the mysteries in his body, and secretly marveled in his heart, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

At this time, the warrior stared at Zhang Chen with his eyes, his whole person was about to burst, but he could not move at all.

Faced with the crushing power of the Immobilization Talisman, the dimensionality reduction strike from immortal Taoist techniques, martial arts simply cannot compete.

"Unfortunately, even if you practice martial arts well, you are no match for my Immobilization Talisman, so practicing martial arts has no future." Zhang Chen muttered, then slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on the man's shoulder: "Since you care so much about your brothers, then I will fulfill you and let you go down to reunite, how about that?"

As Zhang Chen's words fell, two fangs pierced into the man's body, and then the next moment, the scalding blood merged into Zhang Chen's blood core, but Zhang Chen quickly noticed the inappropriateness.

"Something is wrong, this man's blood contains an extremely unique power, this is the power of mysterious luck!!! I understand, the other party has refined martial arts Qi and blood with Flood Dragon blood, and has actually also integrated and obtained the Flood Dragon's luck! Not only can I suck his blood, but I can also suck the power of the mysterious luck contained in his blood?" After Zhang Chen felt the unique power contained in the other party's blood, a look of shock could not help but appear in his eyes.

That was an extremely unique power, contained in the blood, and at this time, with the flow of blood, it was plundered by Zhang Chen.

"Incredible, truly incredible." A look of contemplation appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes.

What is luck?

In the past, Zhang Chen may have only had a vague concept, but now, as the other party's luck was absorbed by the blood-red crystal core, he suddenly had a little understanding.

As the luck poured into the crystal core, the crystal core in Zhang Chen's body underwent earth-shaking changes. Innumerable tiny runes were derived from the dark, making the entire embryo have a sense of inexplicable rhythm.

Although that rhythm was still very weak, it truly existed, constantly vibrating the crystal core, causing the crystal core to undergo some inexplicable changes.

"Blood! I need a lot of blood now!"

As the crystal core in Zhang Chen's body changed, a sense of inexplicable hunger surged into Zhang Chen's heart.

That was not the hunger of the body, but the hunger of the crystal core.

He not only needed blood, but also a huge amount of luck.

Zhang Chen mentally reflected and took a closer look at the inside of the crystal core, and saw that since absorbing the luck contained in the other party's blood pressure value, countless mysterious powers had been derived inside the crystal core, and countless tiny runes had transformed, turning into chains, shuttling through the crystal core according to a certain pattern.

"I didn't expect that devouring a warrior could actually allow me to comprehend the mystery of luck. It's truly incredible," Zhang Chen muttered in his heart.

"So hungry, that feeling makes me want to directly find a living being, pounce on the other party and suck their blood clean," a series of thoughts flashed in Zhang Chen's mind.

He now felt like he was extremely hungry, like someone who had been hungry for three days and three nights, and couldn't wait to hug a cow and gnaw on it.

However, Zhang Chen still had reason after all. He glanced at the entire camp. Everyone had been killed, and only some livestock and warhorses were eating night grass.

Zhang Chen's eyes swept across the severed arm on the ground. He picked it up and walked to the bonfire, directly throwing the arm into the bonfire to burn it.

There are countless strange magical powers in this world. He didn't dare to casually dispose of his severed limbs. Who knew if his deadly enemy had any terrifying means to plot against him?

After Zhang Chen burned his arm, he looked at the livestock in the darkness. The next moment, his body exploded and transformed into countless vampire bats, directly pouncing on them.

Before long, there was no life left in the entire camp. Only Zhang Chen stood in the camp, surveying. After confirming that he had not left any flaws, Zhang Chen transformed into a vampire bat and flew away.

Back in his small cottage, Zhang Chen stood in the house, only feeling an indescribable hunger coming from his abdomen, causing him to toss and turn and unable to sleep.

"So hungry!" Zhang Chen muttered. He simply turned over and sat up, summoning the fox fairy Nannan to go to the kitchen to bring steamed buns. However, after eating two steamed buns, Zhang Chen felt his stomach was bloated, but the deadly hunger constantly swept through every cell of his body. That feeling was like waves, impacting his mind again and again.

Zhang Chen glanced at the little bean on the bed, his eyes turning green, only feeling an indescribable sweetness coming, constantly tempting him to take a bite.

A voice constantly came from his mind: "Eat her, and you won't have to go hungry anymore, you can be full."

"Go and eat her!"

"What sweet and delicious flesh and blood."

…

A series of voices, like demonic sounds, constantly rang in Zhang Chen's heart, impacting his thoughts.

"I am a person! This is my body, how can I be dominated by desire?" Zhang Chen took a breath and forcibly suppressed his desire. He was a person, how could he let desire dominate his behavior? Moreover, he would be crazy to eat the little bean!

He directly sat cross-legged and entered meditation. Since he couldn't sleep now, then he simply wouldn't sleep, and go explore his spiritual world to see where the source of the wind and sand was, and whether he could capture the wind and sand.

Zhang Chen entered meditation, and the next moment directly entered the spiritual world, falling into the boundless black wind and sand.

The black wind and sand rolled, blowing until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were without light, but for Zhang Chen, there was no impact. The power of the Wind-Fixing Pill was very powerful, and there was no need to worry about the overwhelming storm.

After confirming the direction, just continue to set off in the predetermined direction.