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However, his shock only lasted for a moment before Territory Lord Zhe Chung gnashed his teeth. In the past month since he had set out from Great Evolution Pass, he had suffered quite a bit from the Human Race. Each time, he had accidentally stepped into a trap, causing the Human Race to rush over. When they had finished reorganizing, the Human Race would suddenly retreat.

Every time the Black Ink Clan suffered losses, they had nowhere to vent.

This time, there was no trap, but the Human Race had actually taken the initiative to charge out. Rather than saying that they had fallen into the Human Race's encirclement, it would be more accurate to say that the Black Ink Clan had discovered the whereabouts of the Human Race.

After all, with more than twenty thousand humans, who could they surround?

Today, the Human Race would pay the price for everything they had done.

"Defend against the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce aura locked onto him from afar. This aura was filled with killing intent, giving Zhe Chung a fright.

Speaking of which, after more than a hundred years of war between the two armies, the Territory Lords and the Human Race's Eighth Order Open Heaven masters had more or less exchanged blows, so they had some understanding of each other.

Now that the aura has locked into him, he felt that it was very familiar. If his guess was correct, it should be an extremely powerful Eighth Order Open Heaven from the Human Race.

The other party seemed to have realized that he was the leader of the Black Ink Clan's army, so they immediately targeted him.

Zhe Chung had fought with him before, so he was slightly inferior in a one-on-one fight. As soon as he felt this aura lock onto him, he immediately retreated.

At the same time, the Black Ink Clan army gathered around him and blocked the path.

Zhe Chung wouldn't be stupid enough to fight against this human race Eighth Order. Right now, the Black Ink Clan's greatest advantage was their numbers, so how could they not use this to their advantage?

Relying on the suppression of the nearby army, even if they couldn't stop him, they could still weaken his strength. At that time, Zhe Chung would have a way to deal with this powerful enemy.

Looking up, he saw the red-haired human male charging towards them, his World Force pushed to its limits, his body seemingly on fire, causing the surrounding space to distort and shatter.

It wasn't just this figure, many Eighth Order Open Heaven masters also rushed out from the Human Race's side, each of them exuding a fierce aura and murderous intent, exuding an indomitable will and courage.

Zhe Chung's heart pounded, unable to understand what the Human Race's situation was.

One of the figures was covered in a golden blood mist, a sign that he had pushed his Blood Qi to the limit.

A figure shrouded in sword light, and it was graceful.

A figure slowly strode through the air and arrived in front of the Black Ink Clan army.

Another figure came over with a smile, its hands forming an orchid flower seal as petals fluttered around the body.

…

Without the slightest delay, the moment the Human Race army launched their attack, these figures, which were filled with the aura of an Eighth Order Open Heaven master, rushed towards the Black Ink Clan camp.

Wherever these figures passed, the Black Ink Clan's army would fall into chaos. Even if the Black Ink Clan had thousands of troops, they still couldn't stop these figures from slaughtering them.

The thousands of Black Ink Clan cultivators who had set up defenses in front of Zhe Chung were a force to be reckoned with. Among them, there were more than forty Feudal Lords. With this force, even an Eighth Order Open Heaven would be resisted for a moment.

However, this time, when the red-haired, flaming human male charged over, the thousands of Black Ink Clan cultivators were unable to stop his attack.

The red-haired man didn't even try to attack, just the flames burning around him were enough to cause heavy casualties to the Black Ink Clan. It was unknown what kind of profound mysteries these flames had, but in the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand Black Ink Clan cultivators were engulfed by the flames as they screamed miserably.

The red-haired man charged straight towards Zhe Chung, completely ignoring the Secret Technique attacks aimed at him.

"Have you gone mad?" Zhe Chung shouted in horror.

He finally understood what was wrong. This red-haired man had burned his own Blood Essence!

This was a technique unique to the Human Race masters. He had heard the Black Ink Disciple mention this before, and the Blood Essence of the Human Race masters was extremely precious. After cultivating for such a long time, if there was no other choice, no cultivator would burn their Blood Essence and only do so in the face of death.

Burning one's own Blood Essence could allow one's strength to increase greatly in a short period of time, but the aftereffects were also extremely terrifying. At the very least, one would not be able to escape from a weakened state. In serious cases, one's foundation would be damaged and their cultivation would fall.

But now, right in front of him, the two armies were engaged in a fierce battle, and a powerful Eighth Order Human Race cultivator was actually burning his Blood Essence to attack. Wasn't this crazy?

Now that the battle had just begun, there was no life or death crisis at all, and there were no benefits to be gained.

Zhe Chung couldn't understand why this human race's Eighth Order would do this.

Although he couldn't figure it out, he knew that he was going to suffer!

In a one-on-one fight, he was no match for his opponent, and now that his opponent had ignited his Blood Essence, how could he possibly resist? If it weren't for this, the thousands of Black Ink Clan cultivators in front of him wouldn't have been defeated so easily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Lie stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion, summoning a delicate sword.

It was hard to imagine that such a crude man would use such a delicate sword.

However, in reality, this long sword was a treasure that he cultivated by his own destiny and would not easily show it to others because he also felt that this treasure was incompatible with his own image. For a burly man with red hair like him holding such a delicate long sword, it gave others a feeling of disharmony.

He had not used this sword for many years.

Today, it was time to fight to the death!

There was a sword wielding and a swordless Ouyang Lie, like two different people.

With the long sword in his hand, Ouyang Lie's aura suddenly changed and became extremely sharp, as if his entire body had transformed into a long sword that was about to be unsheathed. The sharp sword intent he exuded caused Zhe Chung's heart to race.

The flames that had been burning around his body quickly spread to his sword and his sword also transformed into a flaming sword.

In the next instant, the Sword Qi surged towards Zhe Chung, and the sword slashed towards him.

Zhe Chung's soul nearly left his body. He could feel the murderous intent of this human race Eighth Order master. From the moment he appeared, he had been burning his blood essence, and now he had no intention of defending himself. It was obvious he wanted to fight to the death.

Was this really necessary?

How terrifying an Eighth Order Human Race cultivator was was something that even Zhe Chung didn't know, but now he understood.

Even if he went all out, he was still no match for this Eighth Order Human Race cultivator. In just a few breaths of time, he had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position. Facing his opponent's attacks, he could only frantically defend himself, constantly trying to lure this Eighth Order Human Race cultivator into the Black Ink Clan's army, hoping to borrow the strength of his army to recover.

Ouyang Lie followed closely behind, his sword light flashing non-stop, causing Zhe Chung's entire body to be covered in black blood as he was also struck from all directions, his clothes dyed red with blood.

At this moment, another fierce sword intent filled the battlefield. The strength of this sword intent was almost beyond imagination.

Accompanied by the Sword Intent, a sword light flashed.

Immediately after, a low cry rang in everyone's ears, "Butterfly Transformation!"

A Territory Lord's aura suddenly disappeared!

Standing on the deck of the Central Army Expelling Black Ink Battleship, Mi Jinglun stared at the area where the sword light had erupted. That brief moment of surprise was the most powerful sword strike he had ever seen in his life. This sword strike had almost surpassed the Eighth Order and was faintly approaching the Ninth Order.

This was a sword strike that an Eighth Order Human Race cultivator had cultivated for five thousand years. When this sword struck, only Ninth Order would be able to block it!

What a brilliant rays of light!

Mi Jinglun bowed deeply!

When this terrifying sword strike erupted, the aura of a Territory Lord was annihilated, followed by the annihilation of a large number of Black Ink Clan life. After a while, the sound of an Eighth Order Open Heaven death was heard.

Zhe Chung, who was being bombarded by Ouyang Lie, instantly paled. The strength of the Territory Lord who had just fallen was not inferior to his, and because of his special physique, he was slightly stronger.

However, how long had it been since the Human Race's Eighth Order attacked? In just ten breaths of time, he had actually died?

This was most likely the fastest the Black Ink Clan Territory Lord had died in the confrontation with the human race master in all history.

That graceful sword was able to kill that Territory Lord, if it was used to deal with him… Zhe Chung didn't dare continue thinking about it, suddenly realizing that the attack of the red-haired human in front of him was not so violent.

This sword light seemed to be a catalyst.

After that sword light, a series of unexpected reactions occurred throughout the battlefield as powerful Secret Techniques burst out one after another.

These profound and powerful Secret Techniques were not something the Black Ink Clan had ever seen before, nor had the Human Race seen it.

These were all life or death Secret Techniques that were rarely used.

The field of vision on the Expelling Black Ink Battleship was extremely good, so Mi Jinglun was able to see all of these Secret Techniques clearly.

He saw that somewhere on the battlefield, a giant blood-color flower suddenly blossomed and covered the entire sky. This blood-color flower exuded an extremely familiar aura, it was formed from the blood essence of an Eighth Order Open Heaven master.

When the petals of the blood-color flower rapidly closed, not only did they wrap around the thousands of Black Ink Clan cultivators, but even one of the Territory Lords was unable to escape.

After half a cup of tea's worth of time, when the blood-color flower opened again, not a single trace of life was left, and the petals was filled with bits of flesh and debris.

He saw that somewhere on the battlefield, the Bright King Heaven's Eighth Order Open Heaven had transformed into a giant, his Blood Qi surging as he charged forward, no one from the Black Ink Clan able to stop it.

He saw Senior Brother Cheng spread out his Small Universe and wrap thousands of Black Ink Clan cultivators into it, causing the World Force to surge as he fought against a Territory Lord and an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple alone.

He saw Ouyang Lie fall into the encirclement of the Black Ink Clan's army, but his flaming sword still managed to force the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lord to retreat.

He saw more than twenty thousand soldiers from the North and South Army, relying on the might of their Battleship to fight a bloody battle with the Black Ink Clan army.

Powerful auras rose and fell throughout the battlefield, releasing the last light of life.

TO BE CONTINUED