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.

be difficult for them to recover. Nonetheless, it was far better to interrupt one’s own healing than to be

each other, now had a small gap between them. This showed when the

went wrong, the Old Ancestor would certainly win this battle. As to whether the Royal Lord could be killed, it

the battle between the strongest Masters left his range of perception, Yang Kai

here was even more

and were in full retreat. As a result, casualties continued to pile up on the Black Ink Clan’s side as the Human Armies pursued them relentlessly, creating a

the battle was not finished, victory had essentially

had been on the front lines of the Western Front for a day or so now; thus, he had no idea what was 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, resulting in them being pursued

front lines. Within one day, the Black Ink Clan Army had been forced to retreat 300,000 kilometres, and this increased to 1

in this battle, so it was not an exaggeration to say their foundation had been severely damaged. Since ancient times, the number of such overwhelming victories could

filled Blue Sky

would lead to

Ink Clan would not have the power to launch

was unknown how the battle with the Royal Lord had gone. The Eighth-Order Masters gathered briefly to discuss and came to the conclusion that half of

lose, but rather that they wanted to seek an opportunity to help the Old Ancestor slaughter the Royal Lord. If this could

Lord was born from the Black Ink Clan could they afford to

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

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.

broke, Blue

best result, but it was still quite welcome. Everyone knew that a Royal Lord

fierce battle in the Blue Sky Pass. During all previous battles, it took a long period of time to gradually wear down the

take a few years, a few dozen years, or perhaps even 100 years, but this time it only took them half a year, and the Black Ink Clan Army

complimenting the wisdom and heroism of the four Army Commanders, especially

other fronts to sweep clean the Western Front, it wouldn’t have been possible to expose the

on the Western Front and forcing the Black Ink Clan to abandon the other three fronts to provide reinforcements,

long predicted that the Royal Lord was hiding somewhere on the Western Front to recover, which was why such a

praise, Zhong Liang’s face flushed brighter each day. Others assumed that he was in high spirits, but

just crap. If Zhong Liang really had such ability, he would have already led the whole Army to

Zhong Liang could not explain to them, so he had to endure these compliments which caused his cheeks to burn every single

to the deaths of so many Black 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

count the casualties and record Military Merits. Each Army Commander was