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.

Kai’s very existence was extremely important to Blue Sky Pass and, by extension, to the whole Human Race. He

Purifying Light with him,

Zhong Liang realised Yang Kai’s importance, that he had asked Feng Ying to guard him.

that she could only tightly protect Yang Kai, but it was

to protect Yang Kai, but that was impossible, so a Seventh-Order Master was the next

importance

Kai told him that he wanted to go to the battlefield and look for a chance to break through by risking his life, Zhong Liang would definitely disagree. Not only would he disagree, he would even ask Feng Ying to keep a closer eye on Yang Kai

cost to the Human Race would be too high; after all, he was just a Sixth-Order

battlefield as one tiny mistake

the battle a secret from the beginning, and even Feng Ying, who had been with

so long, Yang Kai finally found

cultivate patiently in the future and simply wait for an opportunity to

the four Purifying Black Ink Battleships were delivered, so that even if anything went wrong in the battle, the Purifying Black Ink Battleships in Blue Sky Pass side

3,000 Worlds, Yang Kai might not be

Battlefield. The stronger he was, the higher his chances of survival. The Sixth-Order was too weak, while the Seventh-Order Open Heaven Realm

prevent himself from having an escape route, thus increasing the pressure he felt. He did all this only to improve the chances

Army had a total strength of around 8,000 troops with 15 Divisions

Army was somewhat better off. The Black Ink Clan Army had attacked frequently in the West, but had been repelled each time. They had left many dead bodies after those battles, but they were

Clan would continue

defence line was constructed in the void, some 10,000 kilometres from Blue Sky Pass. This was where warships laid out a tightly defended

away from its destination

prow of the warship should be the Mountain Battalion’s Commander, and with his menacing gaze and deep voice, he ordered, “Everyone, follow me to

of Mountain Battalion immediately got busy, each of them performing

was suddenly caught off guard and didn’t know

this ship, but he was unaware of Mountain Battalion’s distribution of duties. With no other choice, Yang Kai followed a random pair of people to the

to look at him, and

who saw him didn’t seem to pay much attention to him. After all,

unfamiliar with Yang Kai

that at this moment, he met someone who knew

words fell, Yang Kai raised

Kai didn’t know his name, it was certain that he was someone

Black Ink Battleships, there 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

a situation, but he also knew that there was no way to avoid it.