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Wind Mist Territory, Mo Na Ye, and the other Pseudo-Royal Lords had come prepared, and the Ink Giant Spiritual God had attacked at the same time. Smiles and Wu Qing were outnumbered, and although they hadn't fallen into a desperate situation for the time being, it was still difficult for them to restrain the Ink Giant Spiritual God.

Once the Ink Giant Spiritual God broke free, the two Ninth Order Human Race masters' thousands of years of persistence would be wasted. At that time, it would be difficult for the Human Race to face such a powerful master.

In the past, the Black Ink Clan had been able to successfully invade the 3000 Worlds, and this giant Ink Giant Spiritual God God had played a huge role. If it hadn't awakened from the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land and rushed into the Spatial Territory, forcefully breaking through the channel connecting Wind Mist Territory, the Human Race's armies would still have had the capital to stop the Black Ink Clan in the Spatial Territory.

It was precisely because the channel connecting Wind Mist Territory had been broken through that all of the Human Race's previous efforts had become meaningless, resulting in the Human Race's Ninth Order cultivators sacrificing their lives for the sake of their race survival.

It could be said that the existence of this Ink Giant Spiritual God had laid the foundation for the Black Ink Clan's invasion of the 3000 Worlds and the Human Race's imprisonment of more than a dozen Great Domain Battlefields.

Once such an expert escaped, the Human Race would suffer a devastating disaster.

Smiles and Wu Qing had been guarding the Wind Mist Territory all this time to prevent this kind of thing from happening. In the past, the Black Ink Clan had not come to harass them because they didn't have the ability to do so, and the Black Ink Clan didn't have many masters. Under the premise that the only Royal Lord couldn't show himself, these Innate Territory Lords wouldn't be able to cause any trouble in front of these two Ninth Order.

Secondly, this Ink Giant Spiritual God had suffered heavy injuries in the great battle thousands of years ago and needed time to recover.

By now, the Black Ink Clan's masters had emerged one after another, and the Ink Giant Spiritual God's injuries had almost fully recovered. The time had come!

The World Force fluctuated wildly as the Ink Force surged. As the powerhouses clashed, the void shattered.

At the same time, the Secret Technique Chains binding the giant arm shattered.

The giant Yin Yang Fish pattern continued to rotate as the power of the Great Dao filled the air. While it is difficult to resist the joint seige of the many Pseudo-Royal Lords, the two Ninth Order wants to continued to stabilize the restrain on the Ink Giant Spiritual God.

However, humans were sometimes poor in manpower, so how could they possibly accomplish such a feat?

Wu Qing roared angrily, and Smiles yells. The two Ninth Order masters' auras soared to the sky, not willing to compromise even in the face of adversity, just like the many Human Race Old Ancestors who had sacrificed themselves in the Spatial Territory.

Mo Na Ye let out a long laugh, "Since the situation is like this, there is no need for the two of you to struggle so hard. I have always admired the Human Race's masters, so today I have come to offer you a dignified death!"

Inside the Spatial Territory, the Ink Giant Spiritual God roared, "You think you can restrain me? Break!"

At the same time as this shout rang out, the giant arm suddenly expanded and a violent force surged out. The Secret Technique Chains which they had been struggling to maintain finally couldn't bear this huge burden and collapsed, turning into specks of light that scattered into the sky.

When the Secret Technique was broken, Wu Qing and Smiles both let out a muffled groan, obviously suffering some backlash.

Mo Na Ye stood outside the battlefield, admiring the despair flashing across the eyes of these two Ninth Order Human Race masters, his heart filled with joy.

After so many years of confrontation with the Human Race, the Black Ink Clan had not been able to gain much of an advantage, but after this battle, the Human Race, who were still stubbornly resisting, would finally understand who was the ruler of this world!

Rumble…

When the giant arm was pulled back, it meant that the Ink Giant Spiritual God that had been restrained for thousands of years had finally escaped.

For the Human Race, this was definitely a calamity, a huge disaster.

Smiles and Wu Qing's eyes filled with despair.

Mo Na Ye coldly said, "The two of you shouldn't even think about escaping. The world here has already been sealed. With your strength, you won't be able to escape!"

He had even brought the Great Array he had used to deal with Yang Kai because he was afraid these two Ninth Order would escape.

It was very difficult to find another opportunity to kill a Ninth Order, and with two of them at once, if they really escaped, it would be a huge problem for the Black Ink Clan.

As soon as Mo Na Ye finished speaking, Wu Qing rushed towards him with his halberd in hand, obviously intending to capture the leader of the group, but as soon as he moved, he was blocked by the power of two Three Directions Array and fell into a bitter struggle, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Mo Na Ye's lips curled into a sneer.

The cage has already been completed, it all depends on how you choose next! He thought to himself, I hope you won't disappoint me!

At this moment, Smiles suddenly shouted, "Go!"

The Yin Yang Pattern domain suddenly shrank, and under the turbulence of the Yin Yang Great Dao, many of the Pseudo-Royal Lords were pushed away by this overwhelming force while Wu Qing rushed upwards with his halberd in hand.

The direction the two of them were charging towards was the location where the giant arm had retreated. There was a channel connecting to the Spatial Territory!

"Hahaha!" Mo Na Ye couldn't help laughing, not showing the slightest surprise, as if he had already expected this.

The truth was indeed so, the two Ninth Order Human Race masters' response had been within his calculations.

The void here had already been completely sealed off, and with so many Pseudo-Royal Lords surrounding them and him personally presiding over them, it could be said that the two Ninth Order Human Race masters simply didn't have the qualifications to fight with them. If they continued to fight, they would only be destroyed one by one and fall here.

But Mo Na Ye was not willing to take the risk.

He was confident he could kill these two Ninth Order here, but he didn't know what kind of price he would have to pay. If a Ninth Order were to fight to the death here, many of the Pseudo-Royal Lords he had brought with him would die, and he might not have a good ending.

With such concerns, he couldn't force them too far, nor did he dare to force them too far.

As the one in charge of the Black Ink Clan's war for so many years, how could he not understand the principle of encircling the masters? Sometimes, letting the enemy live could reduce a lot of losses for his side.

After the Ink Giant Spiritual God broke free, the giant arm that had been locked down for thousands of years was retracted, but the passage connecting the Spatial Territory and Wind Mist Territory did not disappear.

In this desperate situation, the two Ninth Order Human Race masters only had one way out.

Charge into the Spatial Territory!

Everything was going according to plan…

Inside the Spatial Territory, the Ink Giant Spiritual God had completely escaped, so how could two Ninth Order have a good end after rushing there? When the time comes, he will lead the Pseudo-Royal Lords in, and with the help of the Ink Giant Spiritual God, he can handle them without any effort, which is beter than a life or death battle in the Wind Mist Territory.

The two Ninth Order Human Race masters didn't know what they were about to encounter, but in this situation, what choice did they have?

If they stayed here, there would be no way out. Sooner or later, they would be surrounded and killed. Only by rushing into the Spatial Territory would they have a chance to survive.

The giant arm had long since been withdrawn, and Smiles and Wu Qing had also rushed into the tunnel, disappearing without a trace. Many of the Pseudo-Royal Lords followed closely behind and were about to charge in when Mo Na Ye shouted, "Wait!"

The Pseudo-Royal Lords all stood still.

Mo Na Ye's expression was calm as he silently waited. He could feel the violent fluctuations of the battle coming from the other end of the tunnel, mixed with the muffled cries of Smiles and Wu Qing. It was obvious that these two had suffered a loss under the hands of the Ink Giant Spiritual God.

He sneered in his heart. So what if you're a Ninth Order? In front of an expert like the Ink Giant Spiritual God, you're nothing.

In the past, when the Ink Giant Spiritual God appeared in the battlefield, the Human Race would often need to mobilize five or six Ninth Order masters to fight it.

Currently, there were only two of them, Smiles and Wu Qing, so how could they possibly be a match for the Ink Giant Spiritual God that had been conserving its strength for thousands of years?

"Enter!" Mo Na Ye waved his hand and ordered. The reason he wanted the Pseudo-Royal Lords to wait was mainly because he was afraid that the two Ninth Order Human Race masters would not rush into the Spatial Territory and instead lay in ambush in the tunnel. If they did so, they would be caught off guard.

Now that they had confirmed that they had entered the Spatial Territory, there was no need to wait any longer.

On top of that, Mo Na Ye was also worried that if they arrived too late, the two Ninth Order masters would have a chance to escape. Although there were some arrangements in the Spatial Territory, they couldn't deploy any more powerful masters, so it was difficult to keep them safe. Although the Ink Giant Spiritual God's strength was strong, it might not be able to keep the two Ninth Order masters.

Inside the passage, the Pseudo-Royal Lords swarmed in, followed by Mo Na Ye, and soon, many of the Black Ink Clan masters rushed into the Spatial Territory.

Looking up, he saw the towering Ink Giant Spiritual God simply standing there, its two giant hands reaching out to grab them. The two figures were like panicked insects flying through the air, dodging.

The Ink Giant Spiritual God occasionally threw a punch, although it didn't hit the enemy, the shockwaves from its attack could still shatter the void and cause the two Ninth Order masters to tumble.

Watching this scene quietly, Mo Na Ye lightly ordered, "Set up the formation and surround them!"

The two Ninth Order Human Race masters had reached the end of their road, and the Ink Giant Spiritual God was overseeing this place. With one Royal Lord and many Pseudo-Royal Lords joining forces, it was impossible for them to survive.

It was time to harvest the spoils of war. Mo Na Ye suddenly felt somewhat dispirited. If Yang Kai was the one he was targeting this time, what kind of method would he have to break out of this situation?

With him here, Mo Na Ye couldn't think of any effective method. At most, he wouldn't come to the Spatial Territory, but if he were to fight to the death in the Wind Mist Territory, he might be able to cause some losses to his side.

Unfortunately, it's basically certain that the Human Race's Killing Star had been trapped inside the Universe Furnace. It was possible that he had fallen inside, or that he would have to wait until the next time the Universe Furnace opened before he could escape, but who knew how many years until the Universe Furnace will open again?

At that time, this world would become the world of the Black Ink Clan.

Just as he was thinking about this, Mo Na Ye's expression suddenly changed and he glanced towards Smiles, who was flying about awkwardly.

Smiles also looked over, their eyes meeting as she smiled and called out, "Mo Na Ye, Yang Kai left something for me back then, saying it was a great gift for your Black Ink Clan. Take it!"

As she spoke, an object was thrown out. It was a sphere-like object without any energy fluctuations, obviously not some kind of artifact. In fact, it was more like a round lump of soil that could be found anywhere in the Universe World.

However, when Smiles threw this thing out, Mo Na Ye felt as if he was facing a great enemy as a chill ran down his spine.

TO BE CONTINUED