In the sky, Yang Kai slowly withdrew his palm. On the ground below, a massive palm print remained — not only had it obliterated the Lord down to his last bone, but the Ink Nest had been completely shattered as well.
Though the commotion wasn't enormous, it wasn't small either, and it quickly drew the attention of more Ink Clan. Across the countless territories shrouded by Ink Nests, innumerable Ink Clan turned their gaze toward the disturbance. The moment they detected Yang Kai's human aura, they erupted into frenzy.
Life on this land had been far too dull. Apart from cultivating and resisting the oppression of that inexplicable force, there was precious little to do. The rare intrusion of a human was enough to send the Ink Clan into a frenzy of excitement.
From every direction, countless Ink Clan surged toward him.
Yang Kai laughed heartily: "Come, then!"
If these Ink Clan didn't attack him of their own accord, he wouldn't have a convenient excuse to slaughter them. After all, the agreement between the two races was still in effect. Back in the Azure Sun Domain, it was only because those three Domain Lords had attacked him first that he had struck back and killed them.
Charging headlong into the first wave of Ink Clan rushing toward him, Yang Kai's figure flickered as he plunged into their midst. In the blink of an eye, he was like a tiger among a flock of sheep — unstoppable. Though Ink Clan surrounded him from every direction and the power of Ink churned violently, not a single one could withstand even a single exchange.
In the time it took to blink, Yang Kai had already fought across a thousand li of territory. In his wake, a trail of carnage — Lord-level Ink Nest after Lord-level Ink Nest reduced to ruins.
Though he hadn't displayed overwhelming power, relying only on fists and palms to cut down the Ink Clan, with his current strength approaching the peak of the Eighth-Order, these Ink Clan who were at most Lord-level had no way of resisting him. To put it bluntly, a single breath of dragon fire would have been enough to wipe them all out. The gap in their strength was already something numbers could not bridge.
A furious roar suddenly echoed from the distance: "Yang Kai, stop!"
Yang Kai's expression darkened with displeasure. Had he been discovered so quickly?
It wasn't that he hadn't been careful about concealing himself — the Ink Clan had been keeping tabs on him. In his recent search for that shaft of light, he had traversed realm after realm, not even sparing the worlds the Ink Clan occupied, personally entering each one to examine them thoroughly.
It could be said that his movements and route had long since been mapped out by the Ink Clan. At every realm he visited, those who spotted him would immediately relay word through their Ink Nests.
It was only when he had entered the Chaotic Death Domain that the Ink Clan had suddenly lost track of him.
The Ink Clan knew he had been searching for something these past years, but they didn't know what. Never-Return Pass had issued explicit instructions: no matter what he was looking for, the Ink Clan were not to interfere with him lightly. As long as he didn't take the initiative to attack them, the agreement between the two races would continue to be maintained.
Every Ink Clan force across every realm had received these orders from Never-Return Pass. Many of the Ink Clan powerhouses stationed in the various domains had been living in constant dread, fearing that Yang Kai might one day show up on their doorstep.
The Ancestral Land had naturally received the Prince's orders as well.
The Lords here hadn't thought too deeply about it, but the Domain Lords stationed here understood perfectly well. The moment they sensed the disturbance of combat and swept the area with divine sense, they knew it was Yang Kai.
There were three Prince-level Ink Nests in the Ancestral Land, guarded by three innate Domain Lords arranged in a triangular formation at three different positions around the territory.
The one who shouted was a dark-faced Domain Lord who, at first glance, looked no different from a human — merely somewhat more imposing in stature.
Among the humans, there were those who excelled in body refinement and possessed frames no less impressive than his.
But at this moment, the pure Ink Force surging from the dark-faced Domain Lord's body clearly distinguished him from any human.
The Ink Clan that Yang Kai had killed and the Ink Nests he had destroyed were all under his command, which naturally infuriated him. With a furious roar, seeing that Yang Kai showed no intention whatsoever of stopping, his rage only deepened. From a distance, he threw a punch and barked: "I told you to stop!"
Yang Kai struck down with another palm, pulverizing a Lord-level Ink Nest below. Facing the punch hurtling toward him from afar, he made no effort to dodge whatsoever, taking the blow head-on. His body trembled faintly, a shimmer of light flickering across his skin, completely unharmed.
He turned his head sharply, fixing his gaze on the dark-faced Domain Lord hurtling toward him: "You hit me?"
His eyes blazed with light, joy surging within them — he looked rather pleased.
The dark-faced Domain Lord had been consumed with rage, but the moment he met those eyes, he couldn't help but recall what had happened in the Azure Sun Domain. A chill ran through him — in his fury, he had done something foolish.
He immediately halted his advance, blurting out: "I didn't mean to... I wasn't trying to..."
Ever since the Ink Clan had invaded the Three Thousand Worlds, he had been stationed at the Sacred Spirit Ancestral Land, using the power of Ink to corrode this land. He had never once engaged in direct combat with a human powerhouse.
However, through his own Ink Nest, even without leaving his territory, he could gather intelligence from distant battlefields.
The humans had many powerful experts, and some among them were even stronger than innate Domain Lords. But their strength, however formidable, always had its limits.
There was one person whose strength defied comprehension.
In recent years, what had alarmed him the most was this human Eighth-Order called Yang Kai. Word had come from Never-Return Pass that the man had single-handedly stormed the pass, slain multiple Domain Lords, destroyed several Prince-level Ink Nests, and even escaped with his life from the Prince himself.
Reports from the Xuan Ming Domain indicated that the Domain Lords who had died — directly or indirectly — at his hands numbered over thirty.