Martial Peak

Feng Ying spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her expression somewhat languid.

She could not maintain her Divine Manifestation anymore; furthermore, killing that last Feudal Lord had cost her and Yang Kai a lot.

The Great Sun’s afterglow was particularly noticeable, shooting forward like a small Sun and scattering a massive Black Ink Cloud in front of it.

Yang Kai and Feng Ying helped steady each other, but just as they were about to head for a nearby warship to recover, they felt a shiver run up their spines.

It was as if a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened and fixed on them from the depths of the Black Ink Cloud dissipated by Yang Kai’s Golden Crow Cast the Sun. At the same moment, a crushing Will seemed to awaken from a deep slumber.

That Will felt as deep as the abyss and carried with it a terrifying aura. Yang Kai’s hairs all rose up at once, and his heart clenched tight.

When he turned his head sharply to look at the source of the Will, Yang Kai saw a massive figure towering inside the rich Black Ink Cloud.

It was unknown how long this figure had been in this Black Ink Cloud as previously, its aura had not been revealed at all and no one had noticed it. Moreover, this location was basically at the rear of the Black Ink Clan Army’s, so Humans weren’t supposed to be anywhere near here. The repeated losses of the Black Ink Clan’s Western forces had led the battlefield to expand to this place though, exposing it to the ongoing conflict.

Coincidentally, Yang Kai’s Golden Crow Casts the Sun Divine Manifestation had blown away this particular Black Ink Cloud, revealing the figure hiding inside it.

The Will was like a sleeping Dragon, and once it awakened, the entire Universe trembled, causing the raucous battlefield to fall silent.

Yang Kai once felt a similar Will back in the Black Prison from a Black Ink Clan Royal Lord; however, that Royal Lord had been sealed and suppressed for countless years so her strength had been greatly diminished. At the very least, it was far less intense than the one he was currently facing.

What he felt right now was orders of magnitude more imposing than back in Black Territory.

“The Royal Lord!” Feng Ying cried out, her already pale face draining of all remaining colour.

A Black Ink Royal Lord was a Master on par with a Ninth-Order Open Heaven Realm Master. On the Black Ink Battlefield, only an Old Ancestor was worthy to be the opponent of a Royal Lord. Previously, Blue Sky Pass’ Old Ancestor had led the Human Army to attack Black Ink Clan’s domain, destroying several of their Spirit Provinces and a number of Black Ink Nests.

This action enraged the Royal Lord responsible for this region, so he swiftly marshalled his forces to counter-attack, resulting in this current war.

As far as Yang Kai knew, Blue Sky Pass’ Old Ancestors had already fought with the local Royal Lord, but neither was able to gain an advantage over the other. Both suffered serious injuries, and ever since that battle, the Old Ancestor had remained in the Inner Sanctum to recover. Meanwhile, the Royal Lord was nowhere to be seen.

Zhong Liang also stated that the side whose leader recovered first would gain control over the current battle, heavily tipping the scales in their side’s favour.

Human Race assumed that the Royal Lord had chosen a safe location far from the battlefield

Royal Lord had deceived them and actually hidden in a Black Ink Cloud only

logically speaking, though the Royal Lord did not retreat very far, ordinarily he wouldn’t have been disturbed where he was. Even if he had hidden at the rear of the Blank Ink Clan Army, he could rest easy and recover as long as the Humans did not slaughter

years, normally taking several dozen years to resolve. With that much time, the Royal Lord was confident he could completely recover

manner far outside his predictions. Zhong Liang had an overwhelming advantage on the Western Front, having borrowed troops from the other three Armies. The Western Black Ink Army was repeatedly defeated and forced to withdraw over and over again. Yang Kai and Feng Ying,

one move, Yang Kai’s Golden Crow Casts the Sun Divine Manifestation just happened to explode near the Royal Lord and revealed his figure, interfering

and coincidences, startling both the Humans and the Black

continual slaughtering came to an abrupt halt. Whether it was the Humans or the Black Ink Clansmen, they all fell into

and all the other Eighth-Order Masters acutely felt the aura of the Royal

Western battlefield? They had previously tried hard to locate him to gain a tactical advantage, but now he

void was vast, so the Royal Lord simply needed to choose a secure place some distance away, and the Human

this time, he was so

best protection. Not to mention the

Liang instantly felt enlightened, as the questions he had been harbouring since learning about the withdrawal of

Ink Clan Armies, which clearly had the upper hand on the other three fronts, abruptly withdrew

clearly

and most of the Black Ink Clan had no idea where the Royal Lord was hiding, but the top Territory Lords would

on the Western Front was being pushed back as the Humans were pressing their advantage, forcing them to retreat

resort, even though they had the upper hand on the

to defence. Ding Yao and others also reacted quickly,

numerous twists in this battle that threw them off guard, but overall, the current scenario was extremely favourable to

other three Armies to force back the Black Ink Clan on the Western front. Originally, the plan was to quickly defeat them and rescue Yang Kai from the battlefield; however, at this moment, this one action had actually

Zhong Liang’s heart sank and his face turned black when he remembered Yang

of the Western Army’s spear,

Royal Lord had been revealed by Yang Kai’s accidental action. There was no telling whether he would laugh or cry in exasperation if

around and dashing towards the Western front, hoping in his heart that Yang Kai did

Old Ancestor would deal with the Royal Lord now that he had appeared, so Yang Kai would not be in any danger as long as he could protect himself until the Old Ancestor

palace in the depths of Blue Sky Pass opened and a

Old Ancestor had

edge of the Western front. Before

and Feng Ying were already arrows at the end of their flight. The two had intended to retreat to a nearby