Along the way, the Ink Clan led the Ink Disciple closer, all of whom had survived the Human Race’s surprise attack just now. Like a small stream, they quickly gathered hundreds of people, one of them was a Feudal Lord, taking the lead as the number keep increasing as they chased after them.
Yang Kai secretly complained in his heart. Originally, this was an opportunity to meet up with the Human Race’s masters, but now he couldn’t act rashly and could only take things one step at a time.
In the distant void, an extremely dazzling light suddenly burst forth, and a terrifying fluctuation surged forth, causing everyone to tremble.
Yang Kai looked up and saw that the light was contending with a thick, ink color. His face couldn’t help trembling slightly as he guessed that the Ink Royal Lord had probably already fought with the Human Race’s Ninth Order Old Ancestor, or else there wouldn’t have been such a big commotion.
The leader of the group also noticed this and quickly increased his speed to provide support.
Yang Kai, Yi Er, and Wu Wu followed closely behind Angry Flame, protecting him from all sides.
The chase lasted for several days. Along the way, the corpses of the fallen Ink Clan and Ink Disciple could be seen, as well as the remains of a nearby territory.
The Human Race’s masters had attacked all the way to the Ink Clan’s hinterlands, so it was naturally impossible for them to remain unscathed. All the territories that the Ink Clan had gathered were destroyed.
There were also fragments of the palace artifact…
Yang Kai’s heart sank.
Yang Kai had personally experienced the power of the Palace Artifact. When Zuo Quan Hui led Heavenly Sword Union to wreak havoc outside the Star Boundary, he had used a Palace Artifact to cause great trouble for Yang Kai and the others.
This thing was not easy to refine, and its cost was quite high. In the 3000 Worlds, ordinary Artifact Refiners were not qualified to refine it, and ordinary forces did not have the financial resources to do so.
Back then, Yang Kai had asked Troublesome Grandmaster to forge a palace artifact, and now it was in High Heaven Palace.
This was a treasure used to attack cities and uproot strongholds, and it was also a powerful weapon used to defend against attacks. Several days ago, after the Ninth Order Old Ancestor made his move, many palace artifacts had appeared on the battlefield and slaughtered the Ink Clan and Ink Disciple.
But now, even this palace artifact had been destroyed, a testament to the intensity of the Human Race’s battle.
Judging from the current situation, although the Human Race had retreated in time, they had still been caught up by the Ink Clan’s army. A great battle must have broken out between them, and it was a fierce one, but no one knew how many casualties they had suffered.
After chasing for another two or three days, the leading Ink Clan suddenly changed directions and led hundreds of people to attack from the side, many of the Ink Clan and Ink Disciple following closely behind.
Seeing this, Yang Kai’s brow wrinkled slightly. He had been hoping to follow this Ink Clan army to the frontline battlefield and find an opportunity to escape, but he hadn’t expected them to suddenly change directions.
“Master, are we not chasing?” Yang Kai asked Angry Flame.
Angry Flame didn’t understand what the leader wanted to do, but he still replied, “The Feudal Lord has his own considerations, just follow.”
If it were any other Ink Disciple, he wouldn’t have been so amiable, but Yang Kai’s significance to him was extraordinary, so he was more forgiving.
Soon, Yang Kai understood why the leader of the group had changed directions.
About an hour later, a battlefield filled with life and death battles appeared in front of them. There was a palace-like artifact there that was currently being surrounded by the Ink Clan’s army.
From this artifact, a dazzling profound light burst out, containing a terrifying amount of energy. Any Ink Clan or Ink Disciple who was hit would either die on the spot or spit out blood.
This was the power of the Palace Artifact. Each of its attacks was equivalent to an all-out attack from a High Rank Open Heaven, and as long as it was used properly, it could be used continuously.
Although the surrounding Ink Clan and Ink Disciples had suffered great losses, they still fought to the death and did not retreat. One after another, their Secret Techniques shot towards the palace artifact, but all of them were blocked by the barrier of the artifact, only leaving behind ripples.
For the Ink Clan, being attacked by the Human Race in their hinterlands and having more than a dozen of their territories destroyed was simply a disgrace. It had to be known that for many years, the Human Race had been surrounded by the Ink Clan in their various mountain passes and very few had taken the initiative to attack.
The humiliation had to be washed away with blood. The Ink Clan no longer cared about casualties, no matter what price they had to pay, they were determined to capture this lone palace artifact.
This battle should have been going on for some time now. The void was filled with the corpses of the Ink Clan and Ink Disciple, and only a few dozen of them were still alive!
If no one tried to stop them, the Human Race’s masters would be able to use the Palace Artifact to exterminate the entire Ink Clan and then retreat.
But when Yang Kai’s group of several hundred people rushed over, the Human Race masters on the palace artifact couldn’t help changing their expressions.
The thing they feared the most had finally happened. This place was still considered the Ink Clan’s hinterland, and the Ink Clan’s reinforcements could arrive at any moment. They had already tried to kill the Ink Clan as soon as possible, hoping to escape from this predicament as soon as possible, but who would have thought they wouldn’t be able to?
Yang Kai, who had followed Angry Flame to this place, saw this scene and was secretly anxious.
He didn’t know why this flying ship had been left alone, but the situation on the battlefield had changed drastically. When the Human Race had retreated, the Ink Royal Lord had led many masters to pursue them, and after that, they had fought with a Ninth Order Old Ancestor.
Perhaps it was because of the powerful shockwaves from these two’s battle that the Human Race’s formation had been broken and this ship had been left alone.
On the deck of the ship, a number of figures stood, their World Force surging as they used their Secret Techniques to coordinate with the Palace Artifact’s attacks.
An angry shout rang out, “Kill!”
Under the command of their leader, hundreds of Ink Clan and Ink Disciples swarmed towards the palace artifact like a tide, instantly surrounding it.
Not only that, but the leader of the group was even more fearless. His figure flickered as he rushed towards the ship, his huge body bursting with terrifying strength as he swung his fist towards it.
A terrifying slash came out, the world seemed to be filled with the brilliance of this sword slash.
Black blood splashed out as the arm of the Feudal Lord Ink Clan as it was cut off and he staggered backwards, blood dripping from his severed arm. The pain caused his face to contort as he stared viciously at the graceful figure on the deck.
Her white robes fluttered in the wind as she stared at the Feudal Lord of the Ink Clan as if she was looking at a dead man.
Yang Kai’s face was filled with surprise. That flash of light was too dazzling, so he naturally noticed it and saw the owner of the sword.
He actually recognized this woman standing at the forefront of the deck.
They didn’t really know each other. A few days ago, they had met, and it was the Seventh Order woman who had wanted to take his life. At that time, if it weren’t for the Ninth Order Old Ancestor’s order to retreat, this Seventh Order woman definitely wouldn’t have stopped.
Yang Kai hadn’t expected to run into her here again and could only sigh at the impermanence of the world.
On the other hand, her current situation was obviously not very optimistic. Although the palace artifact was powerful and the Human Race had many masters, the Ink Clan had sent hundreds of people here at once. As long as they could delay them for a while, more reinforcements would definitely arrive. At that time, no one on this ship would be able to escape.
The flying ship was huge, but under the control of the Human Race’s masters, it moved like the wind, relying on its incomparably powerful defenses as it shuttled back and forth between the Ink Clan and the Ink Disciples. Terrifying beams of profound light shot out from its hull.
From time to time, Ink Disciple and the Ink Clan would be hit and die.
The Ink Clan’s side naturally wouldn’t just sit back and do nothing, using their methods to counterattack. For a time, the two sides fought back and forth, creating quite a lively scene.
Yang Kai also casually used a few Secret Techniques, not daring to use his full strength, just putting on an act. How could he really attack a fellow Daoist?
What he was considering now was whether or not he should take this opportunity to kill his way to the Human Race’s side and reveal his identity so he could join up with them.
However, this thought only flashed across his mind for a moment before he quickly dismissed it. Previously, when he had suffered a loss and met with the Seventh Order woman, he had wanted to reveal his identity, but who knew that she wouldn’t even give him a chance to explain.
From the other party’s perspective, Yang Kai could understand.
On the surface, Ink Disciple looked no different from a normal human. They had slaughtered their way into the heart of the Ink Clan, so they naturally couldn’t hesitate to kill either the Ink Clan or Ink Disciple. On such a battlefield, even the slightest hesitation could cost them their lives. As long as they weren’t one of their own, they had to kill them first.
Since ancient times, no one had ever been as bold as Yang Kai, disguising himself as Ink Disciple and following the Ink Clan around all year round.
At this moment, Yang Kai could only suppress his impulse and wait for the right opportunity.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
Although the Human Race’s palace artifact was quite powerful and their defensive capabilities were quite strong, they were unable to withstand too many attacks for a long time.
The light barrier surrounding the palace was visibly dimming.
The Ink Clan had obviously noticed this as well, and their attacks became even fiercer, determined to capture this palace artifact.
During this brief battle, more than a hundred Ink Clan and Ink Disciple had fallen, and even Angry Flame had been struck by a beam of profound light and vomited blood.
Yang Kai secretly glanced at him and secretly cursed his luck. Why didn’t he die here?
The heavily injured Angry Flame didn’t dare to advance any further, leading Yang Kai and the others to avoid the impact of the flying ship.
At this moment, Yang Kai noticed that there seemed to be some kind of dispute between the Human Race masters on the ship. The Seventh Order woman standing at the bow of the ship said something, causing the expressions of the people around her to change drastically as they tried to dissuade her.
The Seventh Order woman slowly shook her head, her expression firm.
Yang Kai suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, a moment later, the white-clothed woman’s figure flashed and she leapt out of the flying ship, standing between the flying ship and the Ink Clan and Ink Disciple.
Holding her sword in front of her chest, she wore a solemn expression as she swiped her finger across the blade. As the World Force surged, thousands of sword lights suddenly appeared behind her.
The rays of sword light gently trembled and hummed as if they were weeping, the mournful cries of the sword.
A desolate atmosphere filled the air as time seemed to freeze.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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