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Since the Human Race was willing to monitor their retreat, the Black Ink Clan could only accept it.

What can they do if they don't allow it, Fight?

Even so, the surviving armies of the two races continued to approach Great Evolution Pass under this strange situation.

When they had first arrived, the Black Ink Clan had been led by Zhe Chung and had spent a month to arrive here, but if they were to return, they wouldn't need to go through so much trouble. They could simply return in a straight line, so it would only take less than ten days.

However, the retreat was not smooth sailing.

Over the past hundred years, the North and South Army had set up a large number of traps outside Great Evolution Pass, spreading out in all directions. Previously, when they had led the army, the direction of their advance had been erratic, and the number of traps they had activated was only twenty to thirty percent.

In other words, there were at least seventy percent of the traps left scattered throughout the Void.

If the Black Ink Clan's army were to return to Great Evolution Pass in such a straight line, they would definitely step into those traps.

Every time these traps were activated, the Black Ink Clan's army would suffer losses. Although the Territory Lords were extremely careful, it was still difficult for them to avoid these traps.

The only thing that made them feel fortunate was that when they were being attacked by these traps, the Human Race army behind them didn't have any intention of taking advantage of this opportunity to attack and simply watched quietly.

The way back to the Great Evolution Pass could be said to be a bloodbath for the Black Ink Clan.

The Black Ink Clan army had retreated, but not all of the Human Race had left.

Mi Jinglun deliberately left a group of people to clean up the battlefield and search for possible survivors.

Gong Lian was one of them, because Mi Jinglun had not noticed Ouyang Lie's death in the previous battle.

After killing Territory Lord Zhe Chung, his aura had indeed disappeared, but not because he had died.

As such, Mi Jinglun suspected that Ouyang Lie was still alive, but his injuries were too severe at that time and he didn't even have the strength to return to the Expelling Black Ink Battleship, so he could only fake his death and escape.

It was naturally best to leave this matter to Gong Lian. After all, he was Ouyang Lie's personal disciple and there was no one in the world who was more familiar with Ouyang Lie than him.

The shattered floating continent was now filled with the remains of a large number of Battleships, as well as countless broken limbs and pieces of flesh. The entire void was filled with the rich Ink Force.

Gong Lian's nimble figure flickered through the large and small pieces of debris, occasionally finding a few Human Race soldiers who were still breathing, rescuing them from the damaged Battleship and sending them to safety.

At one point, he arrived in front of a headless corpse.

This was the corpse of a Territory Lord, and the wound still had an aura, which is very familiar to Gong Lian, which was left behind by Ouyang Lie's Sword Qi.

As for this Territory Lord, he had been killed by Ouyang Lie and was likely the Commander of the Black Ink Clan's army.

After staring at this corpse for a long time, Gong Lian let out a long sigh of relief and finally relaxed, saying, "Master, come out. You're already an adult, don't hide anymore."

The corpse in front of him showed no reaction.

Gong Lian's brow furrowed as he seemed to realize something and quickly stepped forward, summoning his strength to form a palm blade that slashed towards the corpse.

Even though the Territory Lord's corpse was extremely powerful, after dying, it was unable to withstand Gong Lian's attack.

The abdomen of the corpse was split open and a miserable figure fell out.

Gong Lian quickly stepped forward to help Ouyang Lie up, only to see that Ouyang Lie's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and his eyes were constantly filled with ink color. There was not a single part of his body that was intact, and his aura was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind and rain that could be extinguished at any moment.

In the previous battle, although he had burned his Blood Essence to cut down Territory Lord Zhe Chung, Zhe Chung's strength wasn't weak, so his desperate counterattack had seriously injured Ouyang Lie. On top of that, the aftereffects of burning his Blood Essence had left him with no chance to return to the Expelling Black Ink Battleship.

Ouyang Lie decisively activated a Secret Technique to conceal his figure and quickly hid himself inside Zhe Chung's corpse, allowing him to escape this calamity.

Fortunately, Zhe Chung's body was massive, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to hide.

"Master, you're so miserable!" Gong Lian cried out.

Ouyang Lie glared at this disappointing disciple and scolded, "Little brat, if you had come any later, this old master would have self-destruct!"

Gong Lian giggled, "You still has the strength to curse, you should be fine."

Ouyang Lie's eyes became even darker as he hurriedly said, "Take me back to the Expelling Black Ink Battleship!"

Saying so, he immediately activated his Secret Technique and fainted.

Gong Lian's expression also became serious as his Divine Sense surged and he sent a sound transmission to his companions who were searching for survivors, dragging the unconscious Ouyang Lie along as he chased after the fleet.

He could feel that his Master's situation was far from good. Not to mention how severe the aftereffects of burning his Blood Essence were, if his Master was currently immersed in the Ink Force, it was possible for him to be inked at any moment.

Ouyang Lie's declaration of self-destruct just now was no joke.

Before he was completely turned into inked, he would definitely do so. Although the Human Race now had a method to disperse the Ink Force, he knew that his disciple would definitely come to find him. What if he accidentally killed his disciple when he was inked?

Fortunately, Gong Lian had come in time.

Flying as fast as lightning, Gong Lian is a Seventh Order Open Heaven master. Although he had been injured in the previous battle, his foundation had not been damaged.

After chasing for less than a day, he caught up with the Human Race's army and quickly brought his Master into the Expelling Black Ink Battleship's inner hall.

Mi Jinglun also breathed a sigh of relief.

The number of Eighth Order Open Heaven cultivators who had died in this battle was not small, and the ones who had asked to fight as a vanguard were no longer present. At least Ouyang Lie, the Regiment Commander, had returned alive.

After dispersing the Ink Force in Ouyang Lie's body and settling him down, Mi Jinglun continued to guard the deck and sent the Black Ink Clan back to Great Evolution Pass.

After traveling for more than ten days, the Black Ink Clan finally returned to Great Evolution Pass after suffering constant losses.

The North and South Army had returned to the Floating Continent!

However, the once lively encampment was now quite deserted. There is no more earnest teaching from Senior Brother Cheng, and many familiar faces were nowhere to be seen. Thinking back to the previous battle, Mi Jinglun could still clearly recall the heroic bearing of every Eighth Order who had died in battle.

All the efforts were worth it.

As such, the East-West Army's rear was stable!

Half of Great Evolution Pass's reinforcements had been ambushed and suffered heavy losses. The Territory Lord and the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple had fallen, and the Human Race had united to fight to the death, forcing the reinforcements to retreat.

The news spread from Black Ink Nest to the King City.

Che Kong scold them for being incompetent, seperated by hundreds of millions of kilometers, Che Kong used the Black Ink Nest to quarrel with Hong Di, who was sitting in Great Evolution Pass.

What else could they do? Although they wanted to, they were powerless. After the last great battle, the strength of the Great Evolution Pass' Black Ink Clan had greatly decreased. Not only had the number of their army decreased by half, but many of their Territory Lords and Eighth Order Black Ink Disciples had also fallen.

Even the elites of the five hundred thousand strong army had been unable to break through the blockade of the Human Race, so even if they tried their best now, they wouldn't be able to escape from the Great Evolution Pass.

It wasn't that they didn't know about the crisis in the King City, but they were helpless.

If it was said that at the beginning, the Great Evolution Pass Black Ink Clan could still leave the Great Evolution Pass at any time, as long as they made up their minds and didn't fear any losses, they could always break through the human race army's defences. But now, with so many casualties, they had been trapped in the Great Evolution Pass.

Apart from defending Great Evolution Pass, there was no other way out.

However, could Great Evolution Pass really hold on? Every Territory Lord had doubts about this.

The Human Race only had a measly thirty thousand troops, but in the past hundred and fifty years, nearly a million Black Ink Clan masters had been playing in the palm of their hands, constantly weakening their forces without them noticing. By the time they realized this, it was already too late.

If the Great Evolution Pass' Black Ink Clan wanted to walk out now, they only had one chance, that is, if the Human Race were to forcibly attack them.

With the Human Race's current strength, if they were to forcefully attack the Great Evolution Pass, the Black Ink Clan would be able to use their thirty thousand years of arrangements to heavily injure the enemy.

This way, they would be able to clear the obstacles in front of them and rush to the King City.

Unfortunately, the Human Race had no intention of attacking Great Evolution Pass. Obviously, they knew that attacking Great Evolution Pass with their current strength was unrealistic, so after returning to the Floating Continent, the Human Race had been resting.

Ten years after the Black Ink Clan's reinforcements retreated to Great Evolution City for the second time.

In the Black Ink Clan's King City.

An intense battle erupted.

Whether it was the East-West Army or the Black Ink Clan, this kind of war was not unfamiliar to them, because almost every twenty years, this kind of war would erupt.

Each time, the Human Race's Old Ancestor and the Black Ink Clan's Royal Lord would fight until both sides suffered heavy losses. The Human Race's army would take advantage of this opportunity to retreat while the Black Ink Clan's army chased after them.

This cycle continued without any change.

The Black Ink Clan was already numb to this, so the outbreak of this battle was within their expectations.

There were less than a million soldiers stationed outside the King City, but there were still seven to eight hundred thousand of them. Although the Black Ink Nest could constantly replenish their forces, if they lost too many, they would not be able to replenish their forces.

What's more, all of the Royal Lord-level Black Ink Nest's forces were supporting the Royal Lord's recovery, which also delayed the birth of the fresh blood Black Ink Disciple.

Although there were many of them, only less than half of them were elites.

After so many years of confrontation, every time the Black Ink Clan's elites suffered losses, the overall strength of the Black Ink Clan's army would gradually weaken.

This time, the battle erupted as usual.

The Human Race's Old Ancestor was the first to charge forward, turning the entire Black Ink Clan army upside down. Then, the Royal Lord slaughtered his way out of the Black Ink Nest while the two Supreme Masters fought one on one, gradually distancing themselves.

Afterwards, on the left side of the King City, the Human Race army attacked, and on the right side of the King City, a large number of Universe World attacks were detected.

After so many years, the Human Race was still the same.

The Black Ink Clan's response was extremely skillful, and the two sides fought back and forth.

According to their previous experience, as long as they defended against the Human Race's attacks for half a day, they should be able to retreat.

However, this time, many Territory Lords noticed that something was wrong.

This time, the Human Race's army seemed to focus more on defense. They were clearly on the offensive side, but they were actually focusing more on defense. This was obviously quite incomprehensible.

But that was the truth.

Under their communication, the Black Ink Clan discovered that the Human Race's army had pushed their defenses to the limit. As a result, the threat to the Black Ink Clan became even smaller.

But why?

TO BE CONTINUED..