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Since the Black Ink Clan invaded the 3000 Worlds, thousands of years had passed. Before the appearance of the Universe Furnace, the Human Race had been guarding the dozen or so Great Domain Battlefields. Besides those Great Domain Battlefields, High Heaven Territory, and the new Great Domain, almost all the Great Domains had fallen to the hands of the Black Ink Clan.

As such, the Human Race had always faced a huge problem.

The problem with cultivation resources was that there were too few Great Domains occupied by the Human Race, so there were fewer ways to obtain resources. Relying on the supply of the new Great Domain alone was not enough to satisfy the needs of all Human Race.

During the great migration back then, the various great Sects and families, as well as the Cave Heaven Paradise, had brought out many good things, especially the various Cave Heaven Paradise. After countless years of accumulation, each of them had accumulated a lot of wealth.

However, after thousands of years, they had eaten nothing, and the resources they had brought out in their early years had almost been used up.

In particular, with the rise of the younger generation of the Human Race, the birth of many Open Heaven Stage in the Star Boundary and Myriad Monster World caused the demand for resources to rise almost every year.

In the past, the Human Race's forces had occupied three thousand different areas in the 3000 Worlds and were self-sufficient, but now they could not.

So many years ago, the Human Race had been trying to resolve this potential crisis.

In terms of supplies, it was all about conserving resources.

On the other hand, it was simple to conserve as much as possible to avoid unnecessary waste. Now, even the rules that allowed teams to modify their Battleships had been abolished.

However, resources was a big headache for the Human Race. Many years ago, there had been quite a number of hunters who had plundered the Black Ink Clan's forces to deliver supplies. Some of them had harvested some gains, but the risks were also great. Once they were targeted by the Black Ink Clan masters, they would definitely be doomed.

Most of the Black Ink Clan's current Black Ink Disciples were former hunters.

Yang Kai had also taken advantage of the Black Ink Clan and had reaped many benefits, but this was not a long-term solution.

Therefore, after a discussion with Mi Jinglun, Yang Kai had organized a team from the Human Race and secretly sent them to the depths of the Ink Battlefield.

This team had a total of several tens of thousands of people, and their overall cultivation wasn't too high, so they wouldn't be able to play much of a role on the battlefield, but if it was just mining resources, it wouldn't matter.

The entire Ink Battlefield was filled with countless dead and dry corpses, and the richness of resources suited them perfectly.

The old Eighth Order masters who had been chosen were either old and weak, or had suffered some hidden injuries and were no longer at their peak. Ouyang Lie had been one of them, but he had been sent back by Yang Kai to deliver a message.

Yang Kai had made an agreement with this team to collect resources once every hundred years. For more than a thousand years, everything had been peaceful, but since his last appearance seven hundred years ago, Yang Kai had only returned today.

Many of the old Eighth Order masters were naturally waiting anxiously. Seven hundred years wasn't a long time for them, but as they were alone outside, they didn't know how the war in the 3000 Worlds was like. This was a torture for them, and every time they thought about it, they would feel despair.

Therefore, after the linen-clothed old man sent a message, the scattered Eighth Order masters immediately appeared. Seeing Yang Kai advance to the Ninth Order, all of them were pleasantly surprised.

"Junior Brother hasn't appeared for so many years, is he breaking through in seclusion?" The old man asked, this was also a reasonable guess.

"That's not the case," Yang Kai shook his head, "It's a long story."

"There's no need to rush, we can talk about it later," Another Eighth Order quickly said, taking out a futon and tossing it to Yang Kai as a follow up.

Right now, they desperately wanted to know what had happened to the Human Race during these past seven hundred years. Since Yang Kai had finally come here, it was only natural that they wanted to know more.

After a while, everyone sat down and Yang Kai began explaining the changes the Human Race had undergone over the years.

When they heard that the Universe Furnace had appeared, the stalemate between the Human Race and the Black Ink Clan was broken, and a great battle broke out, everyone's expressions became serious.

When they learned that the Human Race had suddenly produced four Ninth Order masters in the Universe Furnace world, they were overjoyed.

When they heard that Ouyang Lie was among these four Ninth Order masters, the group of people couldn't remain calm.

"That bastard actually broke through to the Ninth Order?" A white-haired Eighth Order master's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as it twitched.

"How could he have such dog shit luck?" The other Eighth Order also couldn't help feeling envious.

Originally, in the Eighth Order realm, everyone was an old man who had fought with the Black Ink Clan for countless years and had made great contributions to their cause. In this life, there was no hope of reaching the Ninth Order. Even if they were to fight on the battlefield, they would not be able to display their peak strength unless they fought to the death.

They were also happy to guard the team mining resources here.

Unfortunately, something had happened back then, and Ouyang Lie had been sent back to the 3000 Worlds by Yang Kai to deliver a message. In the end, he had somehow managed to obtain an opportunity.

The group of old men suddenly felt complicated, feeling like they had missed a lot…

"Ah, foolish people have foolish luck. Ninth Order, so be it. An additional Ninth Order Human Race is a good thing," The old man coughed lightly.

Everyone nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Regardless of whether they were envious or not, Ouyang Lie's breakthrough to the Ninth Order was indeed a great help to the Human Race. What everyone was puzzled about was that Ouyang Lie's luck was simply too good. Originally, everyone stayed here to display their remaining strength, but now he had suddenly leapt over the dragon gate.

"From the looks of it, the Black Ink Clan's losses in the Universe Furnace are not small."

Yang Kai nodded, "A few Pseudo-Royal Lords and Royal Lord were killed, but that Mo Na Ye managed to become a Royal Lord and escaped this calamity. In addition, besides the four Ninth Order masters in the Universe Furnace, Senior Brother Wei Junyang and Senior Sister Luo Tinghe had successfully broken through before, and now Smiles and Wu Qing have also broken free from the constraints and in charge of a legion."

Someone silently calculated, "So the Human Race currently has eight Ninth Order masters?"

"Nine!" Yang Kai turned to the one who spoke, "There is one more person you are not familiar with. He is currently responsible for overseeing the Hevenly Beginning Great Restriction and is the reincarnation of Shi."

He was naturally referring to Wu Kuang, but Wu Kuang didn't have many dealings with the masters of the Cave Heaven Paradise. In the past, his reputation had always been low, so no one knew of his existence.

When Yang Kai sent him to the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction, he was only a Seventh Order cultivator. By using the Heaven Devouring Battle Law, he was able to cultivate to the Ninth Order in such a short time.

Everyone was excited.

In the past, after the great battle in the Spatial Territory, the Human Race's Ninth Order masters had nearly all been wiped out. Even the current generation's Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Empress had died in battle, leaving only Smiles and Wu Qing. Unfortunately for them, they still had to restrain the Ink Giant Spiritual God and were unable to escape.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed, and the Human Race had finally given birth to a new Ninth Order, and their numbers were not small.

After so many years of struggle and perseverance, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

Afterwards, Yang Kai explained the current situation of the Human Race to them in detail, causing all the Eighth Order masters to rub their fists in anticipation, wishing they could go to the front lines and kill the enemy right now.

At the very least, they knew that they had to shoulder some other task, so they could only endure.

However, after seven hundred years, the situation between the two races had changed so drastically. This was something they hadn't expected, but it was also reasonable.

Previously, the conflict between the Human Race and Black Ink Clan had been quite restrained. Firstly, the Black Ink Clan feared Yang Kai, and secondly, both the Human Race and the Black Ink Clan were accumulating their strength.

The emergence of the Universe Furnace had destroyed this situation that had lasted for thousands of years, so an all-out war was naturally about to break out.

"The reason why I delayed for so many years was because of an accident. Sorry for the long wait, everyone." Regarding why he hadn't shown himself for so long, Yang Kai only briefly explained that he had been brought to the end of the world by the Universe Furnace. There was no need for too many people to know.

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's only been seven hundred years, so what's the harm in waiting? The soldiers are fighting on the front lines, there's no danger here."

Yang Kai's expression became solemn, "Today, I came here to collect the resources you have mined over the years, and also to ask if you have any plans to return. If you do, I can send you back."

When everyone heard this, they were all overjoyed. They had been mining supplies in the Ink Battlefield for more than a thousand years and had basically been idling around all day. Now that their cultivation had reached their current level, they no longer needed to cultivate. Cultivating was also useless, and there were no enemies who came into conflict with them. Their days were extremely boring, so they naturally missed the days when they had dominated the battlefield.

So when they heard Yang Kai say this, many of them immediately nodded like chickens pecking at rice, expressing their gratitude.

On the other hand, the old man in linen clothes pondered for a moment before asking, "The Human Race's resources are quite tight right now, right?"

Yang Kai nodded, "The matter of supplies has always been difficult to resolve. Although the Human Race has recovered many Great Domains, their harvest is not great. Before the Black Ink Clan evacuated, almost all of the Universe Worlds was destroyed."

Among the many territories that had been reclaimed, it was almost like an empty shell. The Black Ink Clan obviously wouldn't give the Universe Worlds filled with resources to the Human Race. Moreover, after being occupied by the Black Ink Clan for so many years, most of the valuable Universe Worlds had been mined.

As for the supplies that the Black Ink Clan's army had brought with them, they had been swept away along with their retreat, how could it be left behind to nourish their enemy?

Hearing this, everyone's excited expressions froze as they calmed down.

Yang Kai continued, "There's no need to worry about supplies, I'll think of a way."

"Do you have any good ideas?" The old man asked.

Yang Kai smiled and said, "The Human Race's resources are in short supply, and the Black Ink Clan doesn't lack them. They have never had a headache over resources, so since they have them, we should go borrow some."

He spoke casually as if the Black Ink Clan would really lend him money, but how could the Eighth Order masters not understand that even though Yang Kai was now a Ninth Order, it wasn't easy for him to scheme against the Black Ink Clan. The current foundation of the Black Ink Clan was incomparable to the past. No matter how strong the Human Race was, how could the Black Ink Clan not become stronger?

The linen-clothed old man pondered for a moment before saying, "The entire Human Race has shared both honor and disgrace, so the matter of supplies is a major matter. Although our efficiency in extracting supplies isn't too high, we still have some harvests. Moreover, after so many years, we've hidden ourselves very well. The Black Ink Clan has never found any trace of us, so we'll remain here to continue mining supplies. As for the matters on the battlefield, we'll leave them to the younger generation. What do you think?"

This question was directed towards the other Eighth Order masters. After all, he alone could not represent everyone.

TO BE CONTINUED