Chapter 5472: Not a Good Person

If those of weak willpower had learned such news, the convictions they had held all along would surely have wavered.

But everyone present was a Ninth-Order Grandmaster—their mental fortitude was incredibly resolute. No matter how dire the situation became, it would be difficult to shake their determination to annihilate the Ink Clan and defend the human race.

This was a conviction they had carried throughout their entire lives.

They were the human race's strongest fighting force, the pillars that upheld all of humanity.

Therefore, after only a brief silence, a Ninth-Order Open Heaven cultivator spoke: "The Ink Clan has gone to such great lengths, even sacrificing a Royal Lord, just to Ink-ify a few Eighth-Order cultivators and send them away. From this we can see that even if the Void Domain has a vulnerability connecting it to the outside, it must be unstable. Passing through it would likely require a considerable price."

Everyone nodded. If that vulnerability connecting to the outside were truly stable enough, the Ink Clan would have sent their armies through long ago. There would have been no need for such elaborate measures.

"Perhaps that vulnerability can only support the passage of a few Eighth-Order cultivators at a time, or perhaps it has other drawbacks we are unaware of."

After all, to establish the Void Domain as this second battlefield, the human ancestors had arranged many things here. Of the four Domain Gates, they had managed to seal or destroy three—reopening them would not be so easy.

Even though the Ink Force released after the death of the Ink Giant Spirit was dense enough to erode the existing world barriers, it would be impossible to fully open the gate.

"The best outcome at this point would be if only those three Eighth-Order Ink Disciples departed. That situation wouldn't be too terrible."

"But if Yang Kai's speculation is correct, the Ink Giant Spirit at the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land is a major problem."

"Then there's the Wind Haze Domain. Those Eighth-Order Ink Disciples managed to enter the Wind Haze Domain, so they will surely have tampered with things there. With Eighth-Order Ink Disciples acting, Ink-ifying others would be far too easy."

"The Wind Haze Domain issue can be handled. The Ink Clan will certainly not want to act too openly this time, lest they expose themselves prematurely. Yang Kai discovered the traces of two Eighth-Order Ink Disciples in the Shattered Heaven. Given that, it's likely one more remains in the Wind Haze Domain. Dispatch a garrison force there, bring along an Ink-Repelling Ship, and have the Phoenix Clan send a few powerhouses to accompany them. They are to seal the Domain Gate passage in the Wind Haze Domain and must ensure the threat of the Ink Disciples is contained within it—they must not let it spread!"

"Who will go to the Shattered Heaven?"

Grandmaster Xiaoxiao volunteered. "I'll go. The boy got lost under my watch, so it's only right that I go bring him back. But as for the Dayan Army..."

Another Ninth-Order Grandmaster said, "Go ahead. I'll look after the Dayan Army in your place. It's only two Royal Lords at most—I can handle it!"

Grandmaster Xiaoxiao expressed her thanks. "Then I thank you, Senior Brother."

The Ninth-Order Grandmasters deliberated quickly, and within the span of a few moments they had formulated a plan. A flurry of secret orders was issued, and before long a garrison force along with three Phoenix Clan powerhouses departed the Void Domain battlefield through the gate, rushing toward the Wind Haze Domain at top speed.

Grandmaster Xiaoxiao also suppressed her aura and slipped away soundlessly.

She had volunteered for two reasons. First, as she had said—Yang Kai had been lost under her watch. She had assumed he was certainly dead, but since he was still alive, naturally she should go retrieve him.

Second, she had been hounded by Yang Kai's wives—especially that Demon Race woman named Yu Rumeng, who never had a kind word for her whenever they met and was always clamoring for her to compensate her with a husband.

Grandmaster Xiaoxiao found it insufferably annoying.

But she knew this mission was of grave importance.

The Wind Haze Domain was still a minor issue. At worst, some people had been Ink-ified. Dispatching a garrison force along with several Phoenix Clan powerhouses would be more than sufficient to handle it.

The trouble at the Shattered Heaven was the real problem. If the Ink Clan's plan succeeded, the passage between the Void Domain and the Shattered Heaven might truly be opened.

Just as Grandmaster Xiaoxiao arrived at the Shattered Heaven from the Void Domain, deep within the Ink Sealing Ground of the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, Yang Kai was panting heavily, his face twisted with unwillingness, the hand gripping the Azure Dragon Spear trembling violently.

He had been attacking that Ink Giant Spirit for an entire month.

He finally understood why the Dragon and Phoenix clans had chosen to seal this Ink Giant Spirit rather than destroy it completely.

Because it simply could not be done!

He had never imagined that any living being's physical body could be this powerful.

He was an Eighth-Order Open Heaven cultivator—not weak by any measure. He had mastered numerous Daos and Laws, possessed divine abilities and secret techniques, and could shatter an entire universe with a mere gesture. Yet after an entire month, he had failed to inflict any significant damage on the Ink Giant Spirit.

That creature's recovery ability was monstrously absurd—all injuries healed in the shortest possible time.

Perhaps this was also due to the vast gap in their strength.

He might be an Eighth-Order Open Heaven cultivator, but the Ink Giant Spirit was a being even more powerful than the Ninth-Order. The difference in rank made all his divine abilities and secret techniques seem feeble and powerless.

It was like how, if he stood here and let a Sixth-Order cultivator attack him, they probably couldn't do anything to him either.

After a month of fighting, the Ink Giant Spirit had nearly fully recovered. Its overwhelming aura was terrifying, and the Ink Sealing Ground seemed unable to withstand the pressure it exuded. Rifts appeared in the void continuously, only to seal themselves up again, in an endless cycle.

Yang Kai felt a creeping despair. He had fought with everything he had, the creature hadn't even fought back, and he still couldn't do a thing to it. How was he supposed to stop it?

He swallowed a large handful of spirit pills, rapidly recovering his strength. He knew his time was running out. If this Ink Giant Spirit were to leave the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, the Three Thousand Worlds would face a catastrophe.