Martial Peak

Yang Kai first concentrated on the battle between the Human Old Ancestor and the Black Ink Royal Lord.

The two figures clashed with one another several hundred thousand kilometres away, and the intense fallout from their attacks generated shockwaves that were visible even from Blue Sky Pass’ outer walls. No one dared to go near them and both armies had intentionally shifted away.

Even though they were hundreds of thousands of kilometres away, Yang Kai could still feel the frightening fallout of their battle.

This was the power of a Ninth-Order Open Heaven Realm Master and a Royal Lord, it was simply astonishing.

With his current ability, Yang Kai couldn’t tell which side had the advantage. He only felt that they were evenly matched.

Within a short period of time, the two figures gradually drifted away, eventually fading out of sight entirely.

It was a pity that he wouldn’t get to watch these two Masters battle it out till the end; nonetheless, Yang Kai could tell from what just happened that the Old Ancestor had the upper hand.

After all, only when the Old Ancestor had the upper hand would their battlefield be brought far away to avoid involving others.

On the contrary, if the Royal Lord had the upper hand, he would have brought the battle closer to the Human Armies, so that the Old Ancestor’s movements would be restricted.

This outcome was no surprise once he thought about it though.

Although Yang Kai personally verified on the battlefield that the Black Ink Clansmen were noticeably weaker than Humans in the equivalent realm, the discrepancy seemed to get smaller the higher one’s strength was, to the point where it was basically indistinguishable for Old Ancestors and Royal Lords. After all, all Royal Lords endured countless years of accumulation and combat to achieve their strength, effectively eliminating the drawbacks from their prior rapid cultivation.

In the previous battle, both the Royal Lord and Old Ancestor had been injured, so it was already clear that they were roughly equal in strength.

In fact, the battle between the Royal Lord and Old Ancestor had repeated itself over and over again as the Black Ink Clan repeatedly launched attacks against the great pass. Under normal circumstances, such battles would persist for years, if not longer.

However, an accident had happened that disrupted the normal rhythm of these battles.

Yang Kai snuck out of Blue Sky Pass, intending to break through to the Seventh Order in battle. When Zhong Liang became aware of this, he hastily borrowed men from the other three Armies in order to gain complete control of the Western front and force Yang Kai to return. As a result, the Black Ink Clan’s Western forces collapsed and were swiftly forced to retreat.

This put the Black Ink Cloud, where the Royal Lord was hiding to heal, in danger.

Coincidentally, Yang Kai’s Divine Manifestation revealed the Royal Lord’s whereabouts and interfered with the latter’s recovery at a critical moment. As a result, not only did the Royal Lord’s injuries not heal, they worsened.

fully healed either. Once a Ninth-Order Open Heaven Realm Master was injured, it would be difficult for them

two peak Masters, who were initially on par with each other, now had a small gap

the Old Ancestor would certainly win this battle. As to whether the Royal Lord

strongest Masters left his range of perception, Yang Kai shifted his gaze to

situation here was even

Clan had essentially given up trying to hold their group and were in full retreat. As a result, casualties continued to pile up on the Black Ink Clan’s side as the

was not finished, victory

going on in the Northern, Southern, and Eastern Fronts. He had no idea that his revelation of the Royal Lord’s location had forced the Black Ink Clan to abandon their advantage on the other three battlefields to provide assistance,

the front lines. Within one day, the Black Ink Clan Army had been forced to retreat 300,000 kilometres, and this increased to 1 million kilometres by the end of the next day. Yet, the Human

returned from battle. The Black Ink Army had suffered nearly 50% casualties in this battle, so it was not an

filled Blue Sky Pass with a

battle would lead to at least 100 years of peace

Ink Clan would not have the power to launch

gathered briefly to discuss and came to the conclusion that half of them would stay back to take charge of the great pass while the rest would seek out

Ancestor would lose, but rather that they wanted to seek an opportunity to help the Old Ancestor slaughter the Royal Lord. If this could be achieved, the Blue Sky Theatre on

another Royal Lord was born from the Black Ink Clan could they afford

years between the appearance of such a Master. Both Royal Lords and Ninth-Order Open Heaven Realm Masters were the

days later, the Old Ancestor returned, accompanied by the Eighth-Order Masters who had gone to assist him. Most were unaware of the outcome of the battle between the two strongest Masters; however, with a deliberate announcement, everyone quickly learned the truth. The Black Ink Royal Lord was seriously wounded by the Old Ancestor and had fled to the depths of the Black Ink Clan’s territory, where he would not be able to completely recover for

news broke,

not the best result, but it was still quite welcome. Everyone knew that a Royal Lord could

it took a long period of time

it only took them half a

four Army Commanders, especially

from the three other fronts to sweep clean the Western Front, it wouldn’t have been possible to expose the Royal Lord’s whereabouts

thought that Zhong Liang’s decision was a brilliant tactical move, gathering troops on the Western Front and forcing the Black Ink Clan to abandon the other three fronts to provide reinforcements,

Lord was

flurry of compliments and praise, Zhong Liang’s face flushed brighter each day. Others assumed that he was in high spirits, but those who knew what actually happened

strategy and decisive commands were all just crap. If Zhong Liang really had such ability, he would have already led the whole Army to destroy the Black Ink Clan

to endure

Ink Clansmen, innumerable Black Ink Clouds of all shapes and sizes had appeared all over the battlefield. Those had to be cleaned up, or they would have difficulty moving about. In addition, the clouds would serve as a cover for the Black

casualties and record Military Merits. Each Army Commander was naturally also