His strike landed true, and even the human Eighth-Order master was visibly surprised—he hadn't expected his opponent to be so rattled by his companion's death. But this was no time for courtesy; he would press the advantage while his enemy was vulnerable!
He called out to Yang Kai: "Kill him!"
With that, he threw himself at the Ink Clan Domain Lord.
Yang Kai hardly needed telling. His figure blurred, already cutting off the Domain Lord's retreat. The Azure Dragon Spear danced in his grip, blossoms of spear-light blooming as he thrust toward his target. The spear's might was not overtly displayed, yet every ounce of its destructive power was coiled within.
Caught between two enemies and already wounded, the Ink Clan Domain Lord stood no chance.
Ten breaths later, the Azure Dragon Spear pierced through his skull, ending his life!
In the span of a few short moments, two Domain Lords had fallen. Such conspicuous commotion could not be concealed by the clamor of battle no matter how loud it grew.
The uproarious battlefield froze for an instant the moment the second Domain Lord perished.
Eyes turned from every direction, gazes converging across the void upon that spot.
The human Eighth-Order masters all wore expressions of elation, while the Ink Clan Domain Lords' faces were gradually overtaken by dread.
"Yang Kai!"
The roar came from some unknown Domain Lord, and in that instant, every one of them understood the killer's identity.
The human overlord who had single-handedly crushed the Ink Clan's powerhouses in the Xuanming Domain. The god of slaughter whom the Sovereign himself had named, warning all Domain Lords to be on their guard!
They had all heard of what happened in the Xuanming Domain. Some sympathized, some feared, and some were dismissive—after all, without having faced him personally, who truly knew how strong Yang Kai really was?
Fortunately, ever since the peace agreement between the two races' powerhouses in the Xuanming Domain three hundred years ago, Yang Kai had vanished without a trace. Intelligence leaked from the Ink Servants suggested he had entered secluded cultivation.
Yet now, three hundred years later, he had appeared in the Shuangji Domain!
From the moment he revealed himself, he had slain two powerful Innate Domain Lords.
Now, even the most dismissive Domain Lord could no longer doubt the rumors.
The great war in the Shuangji Domain had raged for years, and Domain Lords had fallen before—never had two perished in such quick succession.
This man's methods were truly unfathomable.
Panic and wariness spread like wildfire.
Yang Kai stood with spear in hand and broke into a wide grin. His laughter rolled across the void like thunder: "I've emerged from seclusion. Did any of you miss me?"
Miss you? We'd like you dead!
A chorus of curses echoed in the minds of the assembled Domain Lords. What was Six-Arms doing? A monster like this had come out of seclusion and the Xuanming Domain side hadn't breathed a word of warning?
But the Domain Lords had no time to fault Six-Arms. The moment Yang Kai's gaze swept across the void, every Domain Lord's heart clenched—they feared being the next one singled out.
The human Eighth-Order masters' situation improved in an instant. They had been outmatched and pressed on every front by the sheer number of Domain Lords, but now every opponent had slackened their assault, dedicating part of their attention to guarding against Yang Kai. The Eighth-Order masters finally caught their breath.
One man's presence, exerting such overwhelming pressure—veteran Eighth-Order masters sighed inwardly with emotion.
"It seems nobody's very enthusiastic… Oh well, I won't force you." Yang Kai flicked his spear, sending a blossom of light spiraling from its tip. The instant his words fell, he vanished without a trace.
The nearby Domain Lords' hair stood on end. No one had seen how he disappeared. No one knew where he would strike from next.
The terror of waiting was the most agonizing of all.
The only thing the Domain Lords could do now was fortify their souls.
They knew that when Yang Kai attacked, he would inevitably deploy that soul-targeting secret art, followed by a devastating assault of lightning force.
A scream suddenly erupted from one direction of the battlefield—sure enough, a Domain Lord had been hit.
The Soul Abandonment Strike was devastatingly powerful. Even with the Domain Lords actively guarding their souls, it was nearly impossible to fully block; at best, they could blunt a portion of its force.
But in the white heat of battle, even a momentary tremor in one's soul was enough to shave off half a life.
Those who had not been struck could not suppress the surge of relief that welled within them—a feeling that shamed them, yet was beyond their power to resist.
They turned toward the source of the scream and saw Yang Kai materializing like a specter, coordinating with the human Eighth-Order master there to unleash a relentless bombardment upon one wounded Innate Domain Lord.
The Domain Lords of the Shuangji Domain were witnessing Yang Kai's terrifying strength for the first time.
The killing power contained within that spear was enough to shatter the void itself. The targeted Domain Lord desperately wished to flee, but the space around him was warped and twisted, pinning him in place—there was no escape.
In the span of mere breaths, that Domain Lord had been riddled with spear wounds until not a single part of his body remained unscathed. Ink blood and the power of Ink gushed from the gaping wounds, his vital aura plummeting rapidly.
Then the human Eighth-Order master who had been fighting him all along struck with a single palm, reducing the Domain Lord to fragments.
How savage! Only after witnessing Yang Kai's true strength did the Domain Lords realize—this man seemed even more formidable than the rumors claimed.