The ambush happened suddenly, but his reaction was swift enough. When his strike failed, the blurry figure immediately began to fade—a peculiar fading, as though erasing its very existence, making it nearly impossible for even divine sense to detect any trace.
But Yang Kai just grinned. "The same trick—do you really think you can pull it off twice?"
By the time he finished speaking, the ambusher had already vanished.
Yang Kai suddenly turned his head toward a direction and reached out with his hand, grabbing toward that spot.
Under the surge of the laws of space, all directions were locked down.
When Yang Kai withdrew his hand, a figure was now caught in his grip. His massive hand clamped around the other's neck, and under the violent, surging force of heaven and earth crashing into the ambusher's Minor Cosmos, the man was left dizzy and unable to channel any of his power.
"Two attacks on me in a row—you seem like a stubborn sort." Yang Kai stared at the figure, his voice flat.
This ambusher was clearly well-versed in the art of assassination. When the first strike missed, he fled immediately—which was why Yang Kai hadn't been able to track him down the first time, nor find any trace afterward.
But since this Ink Slave possessed such miraculous concealment techniques, he certainly wouldn't give up easily and would strike again.
Yang Kai didn't know who he would target, or even whether he would attack again at all.
However, if this man were to strike again, the moment Yang Kai led his two squads charging out of the encirclement would absolutely be the best—and final—opportunity.
So Yang Kai had been on guard the entire time, alert to any movement around himself and even around the other two squads.
Sure enough, the ambusher appeared once more—and chose Yang Kai as his target again. But Yang Kai, who had been prepared all along, would never stumble twice in the same place.
Attacking him twice in succession showed just how stubborn and incredibly arrogant this ambusher was. Because the first attempt had failed to do anything to Yang Kai, he struck again without hesitation.
What a pity he had picked the wrong target. The first time, Yang Kai had been completely off guard, and the ambusher's methods were exceptionally refined—that was the only reason the ambush had succeeded.
This time was different. On the battlefield, such stubbornness was destined to come at a cost.
Feeling the terrifying, refined force of heaven and earth pouring violently from Yang Kai's grip into his Minor Cosmos—causing his inner world to tremble uncontrollably—the Ink Slave caught in his grasp turned pale with shock.
He could sense that Yang Kai was merely at the Seventh-Order, the same rank as himself—yet here he was, lifted as easily as a helpless chick. How could the gap in strength be so enormous?
What confused him even more was how Yang Kai had detected his movements. His concealment technique was extraordinarily refined—in a rush, even an Eighth-Order cultivator might not be able to find him.
Yet just now, when he had failed his ambush and fled into hiding, Yang Kai had simply reached out and captured him with pinpoint accuracy.
Struggling wildly, the Ink Slave suddenly locked eyes with Yang Kai—and the golden vertical pupil in his left eye sent a wave of horror through him. "The World-Destroying Demon Eye! You're from Myriad Demon Heaven?"
When he saw that golden vertical pupil radiating authority, the Ink Slave finally understood.
This man was actually from Myriad Demon Heaven—and had cultivated the World-Destroying Demon Eye, bringing this closely guarded secret art to an incredibly profound level.
No wonder he had been able to pinpoint his location with such precision...
After the realization sank in, the Ink Slave's heart filled with bitter helplessness. His luck was simply the worst—of all the people he could have encountered on the battlefield, he ran into someone from Myriad Demon Heaven, and not just anyone, but a fellow who had cultivated the World-Destroying Demon Eye to an extraordinarily high level.
This closely guarded secret art of Myriad Demon Heaven was said to be able to see through all illusions, and when cultivated to its ultimate limit, it could even perceive a person's past and future—truly the greatest nemesis of his concealment technique.
Before this ocular art, the concealment technique he relied on was nothing short of a joke.
Faced with the Ink Slave's question, Yang Kai had no intention of answering.
Had this been two hundred years ago, Yang Kai might not have been able to capture the Ink Slave before him so easily. Although he had obtained the World-Destroying Demon Eye early on, he had never actually cultivated it, so its power had never shown.
Later, when he set out from the Black Domain to the Warfield of Ink, an Eighth-Order Divine Lord of Myriad Demon Heaven had passed down the cultivation method to him.
Over the years in the Warfield of Ink, Yang Kai had sporadically practiced these two great ocular arts of Myriad Demon Heaven, though his progress had been minimal.
It wasn't until over two hundred years ago that he had spent a massive amount of war merits to travel to Myriad Demon Pass and personally request that the Old Ancestor of Myriad Demon Heaven instruct him in the mysteries of these two ocular arts.
From that point on, his progress in cultivating these two ocular arts had advanced by leaps and bounds.
That was the one advantage of the Warfield of Ink: as long as you had enough war merits, you could study any closely guarded secret art of any Cave Heaven or Blessed Land, and even request guidance from Old Ancestor-level figures.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, such a thing would have been unimaginable. Every Cave Heaven and Blessed Land's secret arts were the very foundation of their sects—how could they possibly let outsiders practice them?
But in the Warfield of Ink, no Cave Heaven or Blessed Land harbored the notion of hoarding their treasures. All barriers and preconceived notions had been torn down. From the Old Ancestors down to the ordinary soldiers, everyone shared only one thought: the complete annihilation of the Ink Clan.