The battle in the Fifth Domain had cost the Ink Clan dearly. The fall of a full eight Pseudo Domain Lords pained both Mo Yu and Mo Na Ye deeply. Currently, the Ink Clan's number of Pseudo Domain Lords could not be increased further — every one lost was one fewer.
Afterward, Mo Na Ye had carefully pondered how to deal with Yang Kai's Spacetime River.
He knew that this miraculous great river was the crystallization and manifestation of Yang Kai's own Grand Dao. Since it was the power of the Grand Dao, it could be shaken.
Combining this insight with his own experience fighting Yang Kai inside the Universe Furnace, he had reached a conclusion: when facing Yang Kai's attacks empowered by the Grand Dao River, blind dodging and retreating could only delay the inevitable. Only by confronting it head-on with overwhelming power to shake the very foundation of Yang Kai's Grand Dao would there be any chance of blocking it!
Of course, this was merely theoretical. Should someone actually attempt it, no one could say for certain how the result would turn out.
Therefore, when Yang Kai suddenly appeared and ambushed those three Pseudo Domain Lords this time, Mo Na Ye rushed to provide support while watching with wide eyes, eager to verify whether his theory was viable.
When he saw the combined strike of the three Pseudo Domain Lords successfully block the Grand Dao River, the weight on his heart finally lifted considerably!
Sure enough, his thinking was correct. Yang Kai was not invincible after all.
Yang Kai had now ascended to the Ninth Rank, and his strength was certainly formidable. But his most feared ability at present was that Grand Dao River. The Pseudo Domain Lords had suffered devastating losses in the Fifth Domain primarily because they had never encountered this type of attack before and had no way to counter it — they had been caught completely off guard.
As long as there was a way to suppress the Grand Dao River, Yang Kai's threat to the Ink Clan would be greatly reduced.
Of course, achieving this would be far from easy. Having three Pseudo Domain Lords join forces to form a formation was the bare minimum requirement.
"Oh?" At the center of the battlefield, Yang Kai raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. He cast his gaze toward the three Pseudo Domain Lords. Though somewhat taken aback by the Ink Clan powerhouses' response, he had to admit their counter was indeed perfectly correct — advancing instead of retreating had genuinely suppressed his offensive.
From the corner of his eye, he had already glimpsed Mo Na Ye hurtling toward him at high speed, along with other Pseudo Domain Lords converging on the area. In all likelihood, he would be surrounded within moments.
The situation was dire, yet Yang Kai showed not the slightest trace of panic. One hand wielding the whip of the great river, he lashed it ceaselessly at the three Pseudo Domain Lords. His other hand suddenly shot upward, and upon his palm, the power of the Space Grand Dao coalesced into a radiant glow!
No one knew what Yang Kai intended, but upon seeing this, Mo Na Ye was struck by a deeply ominous feeling. He immediately roared, "Kill!"
The instant the word left his mouth, attacks of overwhelming power erupted from him and the other Pseudo Domain Lords who had come to reinforce, raining down upon Yang Kai's position.
The void surrounding Yang Kai twisted in that very instant. Under the activation of the Space Grand Dao, the numerous attacks intruded into this distorted space like uninvited guests.
A wondrous sight appeared. Those attacks, originally swift beyond measure, suddenly slowed to a crawl the moment they pierced into the distorted space, approaching Yang Kai at a speed that was nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.
At such a sluggish pace, even a three-year-old child could probably dodge them.
Mo Na Ye's eyes were razor-sharp. He saw at a glance that their techniques had not slowed — rather, that space itself had been distorted.
Inches Apart, Worlds Away!
This spatial secret technique of Yang Kai's, though possessing no defensive power of its own, achieved a tremendous defensive effect. The space within the distorted zone around him was infinitely stretched under the augmentation of the Space Grand Dao. Those techniques still flew at their original swiftness, yet within the infinitely elongated space, they appeared to be on the verge of freezing in place.
At the same time, the hand he had raised high suddenly slashed downward!
No attack appeared. Yet beneath this seemingly useless strike, the three Pseudo Domain Lords facing Yang Kai all changed drastically in complexion, their hearts churning with storm-tossed waves.
The reason was that in the instant Yang Kai's palm descended, their three tightly interlocked and seemingly unbreakable auras had been sliced apart as if by a sharp blade, collapsing in an instant.
The Three Powers Formation — shattered!
The Spacetime River swept in abruptly, and this time the three Pseudo Domain Lords failed to block it. Without the formation's aid, Pseudo Domain Lords fighting individually were no match for Yang Kai.
One of them was swept directly into the river, vanishing without a trace after creating only a single splash. Another, though quick to react and struggling desperately the instant he was drawn into the great river, found himself like someone sinking into a quagmire — the harder he struggled, the faster he sank.
Only the third Pseudo Domain Lord was the cleverest. The moment the Three Powers Formation was broken, he turned tail and fled. Even though Yang Kai's reaction was swift, he could not bring the man down.
Only at this point did the relentless barrage of subsequent attacks finally break through the limits of the Inches Apart, Worlds Away technique, crashing down upon Yang Kai's body.
A golden dragon phantom materialized, coiling around Yang Kai's body. The powerful attacks detonated, shattering the dragon image. Yang Kai's frame shook violently, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth!