On the fragments of the drill ground, Yang Kai observed from afar. The side of the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction was the Purge-Ink Army's battlefield. Just as he had told Fu Guang before, he couldn't remain here permanently, so for now he was merely watching, with no intention of intervening in the battle about to unfold.
If the Purge-Ink Army, aided by the Purge-Ink Platform, could handle the Ink Clan charging out from the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction, then all would be well. But if they couldn't, that would be trouble.
Another figure stood beside him.
It was Zhang Ruoxi. Ruoxi said, "Sir, shouldn't I go help?"
Honestly, she felt she could still contribute quite a bit. With the Small Stone Clan forming a fourth-tier Nine Palace Formation, even if she encountered an Innate Domain Lord, she would have the strength to fight.
Yang Kai slowly shook his head. "Your battlefield is not here."
If his conjecture was correct, then the role Zhang Ruoxi would play in the future would be far greater than forming some fourth-tier Nine Palace Formation with the Small Stone Clan!
Hearing this, Zhang Ruoxi felt somewhat regretful but remained obedient and quiet, standing beside Yang Kai as she watched alongside him.
Over the past several thousand years, though she and Yang Kai had rarely met, since her youth she had placed unconditional trust in him. Whatever the sir said, that was that.
The Purge-Ink Army, the Purge-Ink Platform — everything was ready.
Yang Kai looked toward where Wu Kuang was positioned and transmitted his voice: "I'll have to trouble you, Senior! If the gap in the great restriction can be controlled, please limit it as much as possible. Don't let the Purge-Ink Army face too much pressure."
Wu Kuang's voice came through: "Don't worry. When the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction was first forged, this possibility was already considered. I'll try my best to keep the gap at a level where only Ink Clan below the King Lord rank can pass through. Perhaps one or two King Lords might slip out occasionally, but with that Dragon Clan member there, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Yang Kai nodded slightly. This was precisely why he had arranged for Fu Guang to come here and hold the position in advance. As a Sacred Dragon, his body was even more powerful than an average Ninth-Order cultivator, so dealing with one or two Ink Clan King Lords would naturally be no problem.
The great battle began quickly!
Before the Purge-Ink Platform, within the endless darkness, a spinning vortex suddenly appeared. At first, the vortex rotated slowly and was not large in scale, but as time passed, it gradually began to expand, spinning faster and faster!
This was clearly Wu Kuang controlling the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction.
This scene put Yang Kai somewhat more at ease.
He still remembered how Cang had opened the gap in the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction before. That time, an incomparably massive gap had simply appeared, and endless Ink Clan armies and Ink Clan powerhouses had swarmed out through it.
It wasn't that Cang was inferior to Wu Kuang in controlling the great restriction — the situation was simply different.
At that time, over a hundred human strongholds had joined forces for the expedition. The army numbered in the millions, with powerhouses emerging one after another. Cang could naturally act freely, without needing to be so cautious.
But now things were different. A single Purge-Ink Platform was less than a tenth the size of one stronghold. The Purge-Ink Army numbered only six thousand. Though there were four hundred Eighth-Order cultivators among them, it was still far from matching the expeditionary army of those days.
This meant Wu Kuang needed to cooperate as carefully as possible. If he acted the same way Cang had back then, the Purge-Ink Army might be completely wiped out in short order.
Compared to Cang's bold and sweeping approach back then, Wu Kuang was undoubtedly far more cautious and meticulous.
Dense Ink Force leaked from the vortex, yet not a single Ink Clan member was visible. This left the soldiers of the Purge-Ink Army uneasy and uncertain.
But soon, the human powerhouses noticed something unusual. From within the vortex, powerful streams of Divine Sense extended outward, probing the situation outside.
It was clear that after suffering a similar setback thousands of years ago, the Ink Clan within the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction had become more cautious.
Yet no matter how cautious they were, faced with the only passage connecting to the outside world, they were destined to find it impossible to resist. If they wanted to leave the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction, this was the only route!
So without waiting too long at all, a large group of Ink Clan surged out from the vortex. These Ink Clan members were not weak by any measure — the Ink Clan armies on the various great battlefields were simply incomparable to them.
However, the Ink Clan that charged out from the Primordial Heaven Great Restriction were all at least Lower-Rank Ink Clan, equivalent to the lower grade of Open Heaven for humans — in other words, every one of them held a measurable rank.
This was not surprising. The Primordial Heaven Great Restriction had been sealed for so many years, and the Ink Clan born within had ample time to grow. Naturally, they would not be weak.
The last time the expeditionary force came here, they had faced exactly this kind of situation.
The first wave of Ink Clan to pour out numbered fewer than three hundred. Without pausing, they charged together toward the Purge-Ink Platform. Right behind this first wave, Ink Clan continued to emerge from the vortex, each time in groups of several hundred to a thousand, with varying levels of strength.