The sudden eruption of battle not only destroyed the King-rank Mo Nest in this area but also killed or wounded more than half of the Innate Domain Lords who had been hiding there.
The five remaining figures immediately shook themselves and surged with Ink Force, transforming into five clouds of ink that fled in different directions.
A human cultivator of this caliber was no longer something they—injured Domain Lords as they were—could handle. If they continued to engage, the result would inevitably be total annihilation.
"Condense!" A sharp shout rang out, carrying the weight of a command made manifest. The Laws of Space rippled, and the vast void froze solid.
Those five clouds of ink, as though they were mosquitoes trapped in resin, instantly shifted from extreme motion to absolute stillness. They struggled against the bindings of space, inching their bodies forward with immense difficulty, each Domain Lord's eyes overflowing with terror.
And as the Laws of Space were brought to bear, Yang Kai had already flung the Azure Dragon Spear. A dragon's roar erupted as the massive image of a thrashing Azure Dragon manifested along the thick spear, plunging straight through the body of one Domain Lord pinned in place, trailing a burst of blood mist.
The Azure Dragon Spear circled back, and Yang Kai caught it firmly in his palm.
A cracking sound rang out as the void shattered—the remaining four Domain Lords, seeing the dire situation, had desperately channeled their power to break through Yang Kai's space-freezing technique.
The four clouds of ink fled once more, all of them coughing up great mouthfuls of blood. Forcing themselves free of those spatial bindings had not come without a price.
In the span of a single breath, they had covered millions of li. One Innate Domain Lord, busy as he was, glanced back over his shoulder—the human cultivator's figure was nowhere in sight. Before he could even let out a sigh of relief, he suddenly sensed something amiss in the void ahead. He turned to look, and his soul nearly fled his body.
There in the void ahead, a figure materialized from nothingness, positioning itself directly in his path. Facing his direction, it leisurely thrust a spear.
The aura of death descended upon him like a shroud. The Innate Domain Lord roared, and the power of ink surged forth, crashing forward like a tidal wave.
The thrusting spear's momentum faltered for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, the spear once again displayed a multitude of profound Dao Realms, restoring its lethal intent. The defensive barrier this Domain Lord had desperately constructed with every scrap of his Ink Force crumbled like paper before a single thrust.
The spear stabbed forward and withdrew. The Ink Force collapsed, and the Innate Domain Lord's figure was revealed. The human cultivator was nowhere to be seen—he knew the man had already gone to hunt down his remaining comrades.
He stood silently in the void, his face still frozen in an expression of utter disbelief.
How could the Human Race produce such a powerful being? Killing them—Innate Domain Lords—was as effortless as slaughtering chickens and dogs!
Who on earth was this person?
There was no answer. In his final moments, he sensed violent fluctuations of power erupting from the void not far away—his companions fighting back against the strong enemy's onslaught—and then his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Facing an enemy like Yang Kai whom they could not hope to withstand, scattering and fleeing was undoubtedly the correct choice. Yet against the unpredictable and bizarre nature of Space Abilities, even the right choice would lead to nothing but ruin.
Had the Domain Lords worked together, Yang Kai would have needed to pay some price to kill them. But picking them off one by one? He could achieve flawless kills without a scratch.
A short while later, Yang Kai returned from circling around through the void, just in time to see Ouyang Lie—the very image of raging Heaven and Earth power surging throughout his body—bombarding an Innate Domain Lord with relentless fury. Every blow drew blood, every strike landed squarely on flesh, battering the Domain Lord into a stumbling retreat, his expression one of utter despair.
Of the final five Domain Lords, Yang Kai had slain one on the spot, hunted down three more, and left the last one alone—because that Domain Lord had fled in the direction where Ouyang Lie was hiding, and Ouyang Lie would certainly not stand by and do nothing.
Sure enough, upon returning from the pursuit, this was the scene Yang Kai found.
Ouyang Lie had been cooped up for far too long. Ever since Mi Datou had assigned him to the Ink Battlefield to guard the Human Race's resource excavation teams, a full thousand years had passed. In all that time, beyond relocating those cultivators and keeping watch in all directions, life might have been leisurely enough—but for a veteran like him who had spent nearly his entire life on the razor's edge of battle, it was nothing short of torture.
Not a single moment had passed when he didn't wish to return to the battlefield. Even if he truly died in some forgotten corner of the void, even if he were slain by a Mo Clan Domain Lord—anything would be better than drifting through days in a daze.
After a thousand years of waiting, how could Ouyang Lie not pour his heart into this fight? How could he not give it everything he had? He was practically venting the frustration of an entire millennium through his fists.
And his opponent was none other than an Innate Domain Lord.
Back in the Xuan Ming Domain Battlefield, he had been bullied by Innate Domain Lords more times than he could count. In every major battle, he had gained a few fresh wounds. Several times he had teetered on the brink of death from grievous injuries, surviving only through his formidable vitality.
The gloom that had built up over a thousand years—today, at last, he could purge it in a magnificent brawl.
Yang Kai did not step forward to assist. He simply stood quietly to the side, watching as Ouyang Lie hammered the Innate Domain Lord into a wretched, fleeing mess, beat him until ink blood ran rampant, and then watched as Ouyang Lie unleashed his own Divine Ability Avatar to deliver his most savage strike as a tribute to this formidable opponent!
The Innate Domain Lord's aura weakened continuously, until finally it was extinguished entirely!
Standing tall amid the splattering of ink blood, Ouyang Lie felt the long-absent battle intent and blazing killing intent coursing through his body once more. After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Now that's what I'm talking about!"