Martial Peak

A guard glanced over from the top of the inner wall, and Yang Kai quickly hid behind the crowd to conceal himself.

This couldn’t be helped. The person he saw was one of the Eighth-Order Open Heaven Realm Division Commanders who arrived at the Conference Hall when Zhong Liang convened all the higher-ups. Although Yang Kai didn’t know his name, if he encountered this Master, he would undoubtedly be identified.

He would never want to be caught sneaking out.

With a solemn expression, the Eighth-Order Division Commander said, “Launch!”

The shield opened at his command, allowing the warship to slowly set sail.

The moment they sailed out of Blue Sky Pass, the atmosphere turned chilly immediately. Yang Kai, who was standing on the deck, peered upward and noticed a massive void. Numerous warships scurried back and forth and occasionally, a profound light erupted from their weapon ports, blasting towards the Black Ink Clan’s Army.

There were Seventh-Order and Eighth-Order Open Heaven Realm Masters, who had profound cultivations out on the battlefield battling against the Black Ink Clan.

Black Ink Clouds of all sizes were dispersed around the battlefield, forming something akin to an ocean of murky darkness. The battlefield was also littered with shattered Spirit Provinces.

The Black Ink Clouds were composed of Black Ink Strength that escaped and condensed after the death of a Black Ink Clansmen. And undoubtedly, the shattered Spirit Provinces were pieces of Small Universes that had been left behind after the death of High-Rank Open Heaven Masters. Some might even be pieces of Small Universes that the High-Rank Masters sacrificed during battle.

Explosions and screams of death rang out as fresh blood dyed the void red and black, and every now and then, powerful life auras would disappear.

This battlefield was where countless Black Ink Clan members and Humans were buried. The number of Masters from both sides who had passed away here throughout the war was unknown.

Yang Kai’s blood steadily boiled as he saw the sight in front of him, and a raging fighting spirit began to rise in his chest. He desperately wanted to rush to the Black Ink Clan Army and fight to the death.

But he was also aware of the limitations of his ability on such battlefields, no matter how powerful he may be. The two Races were at odds with one another, and this war involved countless lives. Even the Eighth-Order Division Commanders would not survive charging into the enemy’s army all alone, not to mention a mere Yang Kai.

Additionally, he had his own purpose this time when he snuck out.

He wanted to advance to the Seventh-Order Open Heaven Realm!

His cultivation had been stagnant at the peak of the Sixth Order for many years now. For the time being, secluded retreat appeared useless. There was now only one option left, and that was to seek an opportunity to break his own shackles during a juncture of life and death.

Yang Kai had long intended to do this, and the ongoing war gave him the ideal opportunity.

He was aware that it was impossible for those overseeing Blue Sky Pass to let him accomplish this, though. No one would be concerned if he was simply a typical Sixth-Order Open Heaven Realm Master. The life or death of an average Sixth-Order Master wasn’t of much concern as there were literally thousands of other Sixth-Order Masters in the Inner Sanctum. Everyone had been in a brutal battle with the Black Ink Clan and only those with enough strength and good fortune survived.

existence was extremely important to Blue Sky Pass and, by extension, to the whole Human Race. He wasn’t just another

with him, and was capable

realised Yang Kai’s importance, that he had asked Feng Ying to guard

it was a waste of talent now that she could only tightly protect Yang Kai, but it was still an important and

to assign an Eighth-Order Master to protect Yang Kai, but that was impossible, so a Seventh-Order Master was the next best choice and

importance Zhong Liang attached to Yang

risking his life, Zhong Liang would definitely disagree. Not only

Race would be too high; after

this battlefield as one

and even Feng Ying, who had been

for so long, Yang Kai finally found a good

would become a Seventh-Order Master, if not, he would have to cultivate patiently in the future and simply wait

in the battle, the Purifying Black Ink Battleships in Blue Sky Pass side could last for a while, enough to

still in the 3,000 Worlds, Yang Kai might not be

The Sixth-Order was too weak, while the Seventh-Order Open Heaven Realm was barely

from having an escape route, thus increasing the pressure he felt. He did all this only to improve the chances of him making a

Army Right Wing Fourth Division Mountain Battalion was a unit under Zhong Liang’s command. Each Army had a total strength of

Eastern Army was currently engaged in the fiercest combat, while the Western Army was somewhat better off. The Black Ink Clan Army had attacked frequently

the two years residing in the Black Ink Clan’s hinterland, knew that the Black Ink Nests served as the Black Ink Clan’s foundation. The Black Ink Clan would continue to exist so long as the Black Ink

void, some 10,000 kilometres from Blue Sky Pass. This was where warships

was only a few thousand kilometres away from its destination and sailed swiftly,

should be the Mountain Battalion’s Commander, and with his menacing

was said, the 100 or so members of Mountain Battalion immediately got busy, each of them performing

off guard and didn’t know

choice, Yang Kai followed a random pair of people to the deck after realising that everyone

the two ahead of him turned their heads to look at him, and one of

earlier, but rather that those who saw him didn’t seem to pay much attention to him. After all, it wasn’t odd for people to be transferred around when manpower needed to be

were unfamiliar with Yang Kai automatically viewed him

that at this moment, he met someone

words fell, Yang Kai raised his head and became

looked familiar, and although Yang Kai didn’t know his name, it was certain that he was someone who he had treated

were at least hundreds of people treated by Yang Kai personally. Each of these people was grateful to him and made a point of remembering his face, even if Yang

Kai had been afraid of encountering such a situation, but he also knew that there was no way