I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 1960: Chapter 1953: Who Doesn’t Have a Few Treasures?

"I didn’t expect them to manage to bring a Blood Demon Soldier from Tiankui Hall..."

The ancient Martial Artists recalled the Blood Demon Soldier with a sense of dread.

Back then, they weren’t as strong as they are now, but that Blood Demon Soldier made many tremble in fear.

The Blood Demon Soldier was actually crafted from a human body. It’s said that the remains of the Tiankui Hall Master’s son, who died accidentally, were returned and turned into a puppet.

Afterward, he poured countless efforts and treasures into the puppet, raising its level and strengthening its foundational materials, making it immensely powerful, even becoming the prized treasure of Tiankui Hall.

In those years, the Blood Demon Soldier accomplished numerous tasks for Tiankui Hall, with at least a third of its foundation laid by the Blood Demon Soldier. In terms of dueling prowess, even the former Tiankui Hall Master paled in comparison.

But now the complete technique to craft a Blood Demon Soldier is long lost from Tiankui Hall. The incomplete contents can only produce ordinary puppets at the Peak of Dao Realm, making this Blood Demon Soldier’s reappearance today quite impactful.

"Is this thing hard to deal with?" Zhang Menglong saw the Blood Demon Soldier for the first time. "I remember I didn’t give them this thing in the supplies!"

Zhang Menglong recalled acquiring the Tiankui Hall legacy, which only had some puppet crafting Secret Techniques and a red pearl.

"Gu Xiao, brother, that red pearl you mentioned is the energy source that drives the Blood Demon Soldier; only by merging the Blood Demon Soldier and the red pearl can it be activated."

"Damn, I was reckless!"

Zhang Menglong was still lamenting, and the Blood Demon Soldier immediately activated the power of War Shackles. Besides being completely obedient to its master, its wisdom matched that of an ordinary Martial Artist, using War Shackles skillfully.

In an instant, the aura of ten thousand Martial Artists surged again. As long as it was Dao Realm energy, the War Shackles could endure it, making all of them possess 400 times the energy of a Peak Dao Realm Martial Artist.

And ten thousand Martial Artists gained 200 times the energy, while the remaining one million gained the power equivalent to 40 times that of a Peak Dao Realm Martial Artist. The gap between both sides widened significantly.

Bear in mind, though Zhang Menglong had a sizable group, there were only a mere three to five Martial Artists exceeding 400 times energy at the Peak of Dao Realm. Above Peak Dao Realm, there were just over two thousand people, unable to bridge the vast gap relying solely on those few individuals.

"Gu Xiao, brother, we’ve got trouble this time," everyone understood that they had the War Shackles, but never imagined there’d be a Blood Demon Soldier. Even if their numbers were tenfold or a hundredfold, they couldn’t bridge this enormous gap.

"Why don’t we retreat first and figure out a plan later?" someone suggested. Given the current situation, even fleeing wasn’t easy, as they might not even have a chance to escape in front of such formidable foes.

"What, backing down over a small scene?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Gu Xiao, brother, you might not understand the Blood Demon Soldier’s power," others thought Zhang Menglong unaware, quickly explaining, "It’s the strength of 400 times that of an ordinary Peak Dao Realm Martial Artist. We can’t handle it unless, like last time..."

The person’s words were abruptly cut off, knowing that Zhang Menglong had a purpose for not revealing his power, though he didn’t explicitly say it.

"That’s not my power," Zhang Menglong shrugged, "But I can use it anytime, only the cost is quite high, and I don’t feel like spending it today."

Everyone grew anxious, thinking with such a card, why waste time? Wipe them all out and be done with it! What kind of cost could make Zhang Menglong hesitate like this?

"If it’s resources you need, we’re willing to help gather some for Gu Xiao, brother."

"It’s not about resources," Zhang Menglong scratched his head, "Borrowing that power once means I have to act cool for a long time to earn it back, too costly, but I have other solutions."

Yin Yun saw Zhang Menglong mumbling and thought they were discussing escape plans.

"Surround them!" He sneered, ordering everyone to form a circle enclosing Zhang Menglong and others; the Hall Master had ordered live captures this time.

"Gu Xiao, I advise you not to resist; the Blood Demon Soldier’s power isn’t something you can counter," Yin Yun felt nearly infinite power coursing through him, his expression turning conceited, even entertained a thought.

Could he possibly overthrow the Hall Master and take over using the Blood Demon Soldier and War Shackles?

But then he dismissed the plan, knowing the Hall Master’s stature wouldn’t leave such a flaw. The Hall Master, having entrusted those things to him, certainly had the means to control the outcome.

"400 times, right?" Zhang Menglong said, "Mr. Bei Xu, don’t you have five or six hundred times? Could you assist?"

Bei Xu, suddenly being called out, turned pale instantly.

In a one-on-one, he wasn’t afraid at all. At least with some tactics, he could definitely slay this Blood Demon Soldier.

But before that, those who shared the Blood Demon Soldier had already slaughtered over 20 million of his people. Then, he’d face a siege by a million people—how could he cope?

"Gu Xiao, brother, it’s too much; I can’t handle it."

"I know," Zhang Menglong replied, "Just because he relies on those War Shackles, doesn’t mean no one else has artifacts."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Menglong chuckled, "Luckily, I was prepared ahead of time, spent three days crafting this Divine Armor!"

"Divine Armor?" everyone’s eyes lit up, even Yin Yun’s expression changed.

Zhang Menglong searched through his belongings, pulling out the so-called Divine Armor.

"What’s this?" Bei Xu pointed at what looked like a motorcycle helmet.

"Can’t you tell? It’s a helmet!"

"And this newspaper?"

"That’s a cape."

"This straw mat..."

"Chest plate!"

"And these kitchen gloves, don’t tell me they’re gauntlets?"

"Bingo!"

"And these rain boots, battle shoes?"

"What do you mean? I’m short on time; don’t care about appearances, care about substance!" Zhang Menglong said, unsatisfied, "Just shout ’Armor Integration!’."

Bei Xu’s face flushed; having a bigshot like him do something so embarrassing...

"Armor... Armor Integration!"

With that timid voice, the so-called Divine Armor actually started attaching itself to his body.

Bei Xu perceived a voice informing him that the Divine Armor could amplify the wearer’s power by five times, could link the strength of up to 9,999,999 people together, and also share life!

"This thing... has an Artifact Spirit??"

Bei Xu looked at Zhang Menglong as if seeing a monster.

Other than looking a bit shabby, the Divine Armor truly was a Divine Armor!

This thing was even more terrifying than War Shackles by a hundred times!