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Just as they were wondering what was happening, an abnormal fluctuation suddenly appeared in the distance.

The fluctuations were coming from the direction where the two Supreme Masters were fighting.

Although they had opened up another battlefield and were far away from the King City, the shockwaves from their battle would still spread here and there. Through these shockwaves, whether it was an Eighth Order Human Race or a Black Ink Clan Territory Lord, all of them could clearly sense the situation of these two.

Basically, each time the two of them fought, they were evenly matched, neither of them able to take advantage of the other.

This time was different. At a certain moment, the power of the Human Race's Old Ancestor suddenly increased dramatically, and the shockwaves from the Human Race's Old Ancestor's attacks continued without end. Correspondingly, the aura of the Royal Lord rapidly weakened!

This shocked many of the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lords.

The outcome of a fight between the two Supreme Master was directly related to the direction of the final battle. All this time, these two had been evenly matched, so why did the Royal Lord seem to be at a disadvantage today?

The rapid weakening of this aura undoubtedly indicated that this was not a good sign.

The Territory Lords had originally hoped that this was the Royal Lord's momentary weakness. After all, when these two fought, one of them would occasionally display a stronger performance. This was because one of them had used a powerful Secret Technique, but such a situation would not last long and would quickly return to balance.

However, as time passed, the Territory Lords discovered that something was wrong.

The Royal Lord's aura continued to weaken, showing no signs of returning, which was undoubtedly a sign that his injuries were becoming more severe.

On the other hand, the momentum of the Human Race's Old Ancestor no longer rose, because it had reached a peak that none of the Black Ink Clan had ever felt before.

The Territory Lords didn't know the exact details of the battle between the two Supreme Masters, nor did the Eighth Order Open Heaven, but just by comparing the auras of these two, they could infer the situation.

Compared to the strength of the Human Race's Old Ancestor, the Human Race army's current performance could be said to be the complete opposite.

They had combined the entire fleet into one, pushing the defensive Spirit Arrays on the Battleships to their limits. With the Connected Spirit Array linked together, the entire fleet was now under a powerful defensive barrier.

As such, although their attacks were weak, their defenses were waterproof, and their mobility was also extremely high. The Black Ink Clan's overwhelming attacks were unable to take down the Human Race army in a short time.

The abnormality of the Human Race's army, the dominance of the Human Race's Old Ancestor, the dejection of the Royal Lord, all of these abnormalities caused the Black Ink Clan to panic, especially the Territory Lords, who had vaguely realized something. Under the command of Che Kong, the Black Ink Clan's attacks became fiercer, wanting to quickly open a gap in the Human Race's forces.

However, the effects were minimal…

At a certain moment, when the violent World Force in the distance erupted, the Black Ink Clan's Royal Lord's aura weakened even further.

Looking over in shock, Che Kong turned his head and issued a command.

In the next instant, several Territory Lords led seven or eight Eighth Order Black Ink Disciples and a hundred thousand strong army behind them, leaping out of the battlefield and rushing towards the direction where the two race's Supreme Master were fighting.

It was at this moment that the Human Race, who had been on the defensive all this time, suddenly launched a counterattack. As the Spirit Array changed, a massive fleet appeared and the overwhelming power of Secret Techniques and Artifacts shot out from the Battleship towards the Black Ink Clan army.

At this moment, far away from the King City, two figures were chasing and fleeing.

The one fleeing in front was a giant black figure. It was none other than the Black Ink Clan's Royal Lord.

Behind him, there were two pitch-black wings, but now there was only one left, and one of them seemed to have been torn off by someone. The wound was filled with black blood and flesh, making it look extremely miserable.

As he fled, his eyes filled with panic.

It was impossible for him not to panic. His opponent, who was originally on par with him in terms of strength, had suddenly displayed strength that could crush him, so how could the Royal Lord remain calm?

Since becoming a Royal Lord, he had never suffered such a loss.

Over the years, he had fought many Human Race masters, and thirty thousand years ago, he had even ambushed a Human Race Old Ancestor and killed him together with another Royal Lord.

He had always felt that the Human Race was only so-so.

Today, the Human Race's Old Ancestor who had been entangled with him for more than a hundred years suddenly erupted.

At this point, how could he not understand what was happening?

It wasn't that his strength was inferior to others, if everyone was at their peak, even if he was slightly weaker, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

However, ever since he had been injured by this Human Race Old Ancestor for the first time, his injuries had never fully healed.

Each time, he could only recuperate for about twenty years before he was injured again. His old injuries had yet to be healed, and new ones had appeared. After more than a hundred years of accumulation, his injuries had become more serious.

He had thought that the Human Race's Old Ancestor would be the same. After all, if the information he obtained was correct, the healing of this female Human Race's Old Ancestor was a very troublesome matter. What could she do after recovering for twenty years?

Over the years, when he fought with this Human Race Old Ancestor many times, her performance was indeed of that someone who is injured, so everyone had fought evenly.

Only today did he realize that all of this was just an illusion!

This Human Race Old Ancestor's injuries had long since healed, not just this time, but every time in the past, she had healed completely. She had only pretended that her injuries had yet to heal in order to lower his guard and allow his injuries to become more severe.

After accumulating so many advantages, today she had finally bared her bloody fangs at him!

Two Supreme Masters with similar strengths, one with more than a hundred years of accumulated injuries and the other with a winning stance, it was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker.

If that was all there was to it, then so be it.

What made the Black Ink Clan Royal Lord even more terrified was that the Human Race's Old Ancestor's meticulous planning over the past hundred years was likely not just to severely wound him.

This woman… wanted to kill him!

Only by killing a Royal Lord could the Human Race's Old Ancestor wait patiently and make arrangements.

The Royal Lord's heart was filled with regret, regretting his self-righteousness. He should have seen that this woman's injuries weren't as serious as he had imagined. He shouldn't have left the King City and opened up another battlefield with this woman.

He hated the Royal Lord of Yin Yang Pass even more for misleading his judgment. If he hadn't trusted this information too much, he wouldn't have ended up in this state.

However, it was too late for regrets now. How to escape from the pursuit of the other party and return to the King City was what he needed to consider.

As long as he could return to the King City, he would be able to use the power of the Black Ink Nest to fight against a powerful enemy.

But the chances were slim.

For the sake of today's plan, the Human Race's Old Ancestor had planned for more than a hundred years, so how could she give him a chance to escape? Therefore, during today's battle, the other party had already lured him far away from the King City, so if he wanted to return to the King City now, it would take at least half an hour.

Half an hour was enough for the Human Race's Old Ancestor to kill him!

As he fled, a series of powerful Secret Techniques shot towards him from behind. Although the Royal Lord tried his best to resist, he was unable to avoid the fate of his condition worsening.

Behind him, Smiles Old Ancestor was like a maggot clinging to his bones as she chased after him. As she changed her hand seals, many of the Secret Arts that even Human Race masters had never seen before were used.

Her expression was calm, not showing any joy or expectation of killing an expert of the same level.

Because she knew that before the final moment arrived, everything would be unknown.

Even the Territory Lords had their own means of preserving their lives in times of crisis, not to mention the fact that she was chasing after a Royal Lord. If she didn't have absolute confidence, even a heavily injured Royal Lord would have a chance to perish together with her.

For today, although she had endured for many years and made many preparations, it was still uncertain whether she could accomplish all of this in one go.

It could only be said that she was doing her best and listening to the will of the Heavens, but from the current situation, the chances of success were quite high!

On the battlefield in the King City, several Territory Lords led seven or eight Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple along with a hundred thousand Black Ink Clan troops to assist the Royal Lord who was in a dire situation. At this moment, the Human Race army's offensive erupted.

Just by looking at the movements of these Black Ink Clans, Xiang Shan knew what they were going to do. If this battle went smoothly, it should be the final battle between the East and West armies against the King City. How could he allow the Black Ink Clan's army to interfere with the final outcome of the battle between the Old Ancestor and the Royal Lord?

Under Xiang Shan's leadership, the Human Race fleet desperately tried to intercept them.

On the other side, the Black Ink Clan army led even more people, and after a fierce battle between the two sides, the originally bloody battlefield suddenly became an Asura Purgatory, and countless life aura withered at this moment.

Although the East and West armies had tried their best, there weren't many of them. With several Territory Lords restraining them, the Territory Lord led the Eighth Order Black Ink Clan and their army of tens of thousands to leave.

As the battle raged on, both sides used their own unique methods. Whether it was the Eighth Order Human Race or the Territory Lords who had already anticipated this, they all understood that this battle would likely determine the future of the Great Evolution War Zone.

No one will hold back. In this kind of battle, everyone who had held back before will be going all out.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, deep in the void, the Black Ink Clan Royal Lord's injuries became more severe. Facing the frenzied attacks of the Human Race's Old Ancestor, although he did his best to resist, it was still difficult for him to protect himself.

If this continued, before he could escape back to the King City, he would be killed.

Never before had he felt death so close to him!

Since the day he became the Royal Lord, he had thought he would live forever.

However, only thirty thousand years had passed and this was the first Human Race Old Ancestor he had truly fought, yet she had the ability and opportunity to kill him.

What a short journey after becoming a Royal Lord.

The King City was already in sight. As long as he could persist for a while longer, he would be able to contact his Royal Lord-level Black Ink Nest and borrow its power.

It was just that… there was probably no such opportunity.

Just as the Royal Lord was feeling disheartened, he suddenly saw a large number of Black Ink Clans rushing towards him from the direction of the King City.

The Royal Lord was overjoyed!

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