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Although the collision between the two armies was fierce, it was clearly restrained. No one dared to act rashly, because this was the vast Void. Whether it was the Human Race or the Black Ink Clan, there was no barrier they could rely on.

If their actions were too extreme, once the situation became unfavorable, it would likely lead to the collapse of the entire battlefield, resulting in massive casualties.

So, if one were to look down from a high altitude, the battlefield between the two races could be described as simple and clear. The Human Race's thirty thousand strong army and the Black Ink Clan's four hundred thousand strong army were like two different forces, constantly colliding and shrinking in the void.

When they collided, each of their killing blows would fall, when their Secret Techniques flew out, and when they shrank, the two races would regroup.

The Human Race's higher ups had never expected to be able to defeat the enemy in a single frontal confrontation, so they could only use this method to slowly devour the strength of the Black Ink Clan's army and gradually gain the upper hand.

However, what Mi Jinglun and Ouyang Lie didn't expect was that the fellow from the Black Ink Clan commanding the army also had such thoughts.

The mentality of the two armies' commanders could be said to coincide with each other, causing Mi Jinglun and Ouyang Lie to feel somewhat sympathetic towards the Territory Lord who was commanding this battle.

The one commanding the Black Ink Clan's army to fight like this was naturally Zhe Chung.

This Territory Lord's strength was not bad, but his courage was small, and his temperament was also cautious. If not for this, when he was ambushed by the Human Race army outside Wind and Cloud Pass, he wouldn't have immediately escaped and saved his life.

Although he was the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lord of the Great Evolution War Zone, over the past thirty thousand years, he had led his army to reinforce Wind and Cloud Pass or Azure Void Pass several dozen times. Although the subordinate forces he had brought with him each time had basically been destroyed, very few had managed to return alive.

However, it was precisely because of his rich combat experience with the Human Race that he had come up with the most appropriate strategy.

Previously, when facing the sudden attack of the North and South Army's thirty thousand strong army, allowing the Black Ink Clan's army to form a black ink cloud to conceal themselves was also his doing.

If it were any other Territory Lord, when they saw the Human Race's army approaching, they would most likely rush forward to confront them.

It had to be said that although his various strategies seemed quite cowardly, the Human Race felt extremely uncomfortable.

The Black Ink Clan army Mi Jinglun and Ouyang Lie had expected to encounter was naturally the kind that lacked brains and only knew how to rely on numbers to win.

Who would have thought they would encounter someone who knew how to use his brain?

This was a rare occurrence. After fighting with the Black Ink Clan for so many years, this was the first time they had encountered such a commander.

Every time the two armies clashed, the aura of life would wither, and the ones who fell would be the Black Ink Clan.

If the Human Race's Battleship wasn't destroyed, there wouldn't be any risk, but if the Battleship was destroyed, the entire team would be in danger.

After a dozen or so exchanges, the scene gradually became somewhat chaotic.

The ones causing this chaos were not humans.

Although the Human Race's army had thirty thousand people, because of their strong discipline on the battlefield, they were able to carry out the orders passed down by the higher-ups in a meticulous manner.

The Black Ink Clan was different.

Hundreds of thousands of Black Ink Clan troops were nominally led by Zhe Chung, but in reality, they were only the subordinate forces of a dozen Territory Lords.

Every Territory Lord had their own thoughts.

Seeing that the Black Ink Clan's side had suffered consecutive losses while the Human Race had yet to fall, many Territory Lords were enraged and couldn't help becoming more aggressive.

Their aggressiveness brought even greater losses to the Black Ink Clan.

This caused them to become even more enraged, and in the end, they personally took action.

How could the Eighth Order Open Heaven Stage masters allow them to act so arrogantly? When the Territory Lords didn't act, the Eighth Order Open Heaven Stage masters were still quietly observing, but when the Territory Lords began to act, the Eighth Order Open Heaven Stage masters would naturally act to stop them.

Therefore, two hours after the two armies met, the battle suddenly became intense. On the battlefield, the aftermath of the battle between the Territory Lords and Eighth Order masters could be seen everywhere.

On the Expelling Black Ink Battleship, Ouyang Lie said, "I'll go, I'll have to trouble Brother Mi here."

Mi Jinglun nodded slightly as Ouyang Lie took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of a Territory Lord hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. With a violent punch, the Territory Lord was sent flying.

However, he was still a Territory Lord after all, so although he was somewhat stunned by Ouyang Lie's attack, he quickly adjusted his posture and began fighting with Ouyang Lie.

In the midst of this fierce battle, Ouyang Lie's hands and feet were tied, while the Territory Lord was completely unrestrained.

Not only were there many Black Ink Clans around the two of them, there were also a number of humans. The Territory Lord could disregard the casualties of his Black Ink Clan's members and act ruthlessly, but Ouyang Lie could not ignore the lives of the Human Race's soldiers.

Therefore, even though he had taken the initiative to launch a sneak attack, there was nothing he could do to this Territory Lord.

Not only Ouyang Lie, but most of the other Eighth Order Open Heaven Stage masters were in the same situation. The despicable actions of the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lords had caused the Human Race's Eighth Order to be unable to act freely.

The Central Army's Expelling Black Ink Battleship floated through the void, a million kilometers away from the battlefield.

This location wasn't too far away, and if the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lord were to launch a surprise attack, they would be able to arrive in a few breaths' time. Of course, it wasn't too close. Standing here, Mi Jinglun could easily take charge of the situation.

Among the two Regiment Commanders of the North and South Army, Ouyang Lie held the principle of using one's fists to subdue others, so it is natural for him to command the army to fight.

Not only was there an Expelling Black Ink Battleship here, but there were also several Guard-level Battleships guarding it closely. Each of these Guard-level Battleships had an Eighth Order Open Heaven personally overseeing them.

Only with this kind of protection would they be able to ensure the safety of the Expelling Black Ink's Battleship.

It wasn't that the Human Race was making a mountain out of a molehill, but the Expelling Black Ink Battleship was simply too important. Not to mention the various functions it possessed, the current Expelling Black Ink Battleship and the nearby Guard-level Battleships were filled with all kinds of special talents.

The East and West Army had more than a thousand Artifact Refiners this time, and the number of Alchemists and Array Masters was no less than that.

The same is true for the North and South armies.

These special talents were all above Fifth Order Open Heaven, most of them were Sixth Order, Seventh Order, and even some Eighth Order.

However, they had been immersed in their own field for many years, refining artifacts, refining pills, and setting up Spirit Arrays for the Human Race's soldiers, so their combat experience was quite lacking. Such people were not suitable to enter the battlefield, and any one of them dying would be a loss to the Human Race.

They could only remain in a safe place and wait for the battle to end.

If they wanted to stay here, they naturally had to leave behind some people to protect them.

As such, although the North and South Army was said to have thirty thousand people, in reality, the number of people who actually fought with the Black Ink Clan was three or four thousand fewer.

Standing on the deck of the Battleship, Mi Jinglun frowned.

The situation on the battlefield was somewhat unexpected.

Originally, he had thought that it wouldn't be difficult for the North and South Army to win this battle. After all, there were only a dozen or so Territory Lords in the four or five hundred thousand Black Ink Clan armies. The number of Eighth Order Garrison Chiefs on the North and South Army's side was several times that of these Territory Lords.

The absolute advantage of high-level combatants was enough to make up for the huge gap in numbers.

However, it was impossible to eradicate this Black Ink Clan army. If the Black Ink Clan saw that the situation was bad, they would naturally flee.

This battle was different from the East and West Army's ambush outside Wind and Cloud Pass.

Yang Kai had told him about the details of that battle, and Mi Jinglun also knew that the reason why the East and West Army had been able to wipe out almost all three hundred thousand of the Black Ink Clan's army was because the East and West Army had set up an ambush at the time, and the Old Ancestor had personally taken charge of it, making it impossible for the Black Ink Clan to win.

However, the North and South Army had no way to set up an ambush here, nor did they have an Old Ancestor to take charge, so their advantage was incomparable to the East and West Army's.

Even so, the North and South armies could easily obtain victory without suffering too many casualties.

However, this was not the case.

On the battlefield, the Human Race's advantage was not as great as he had imagined.

The Eighth Order Open Heaven Stage masters Mi Jinglun had placed high hopes on didn't have much of an advantage.

The reason for this was that there were many Seventh Order Black Ink Disciple, and even Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple!

After being entangled with the Black Ink Clan for so many years, Mi Jinglun had experienced countless large and small battles, but he had never seen so many Black Ink Disciples, and all of them had ridiculously high cultivation level.

Existence like the Black Ink Disciple wasn't rare on the Ink Battlefield. In the past, during every great battle, there were always Black Ink Disciple's active figures on the battlefield, and there were also unfortunate soldiers who were transformed into new Black Ink Disciple, becoming enemies of the Human Race.

However, ever since Yang Kai came to the Ink Battlefield, the number of Black Ink Disciples had greatly decreased.

The Black Ink Disciple who had been transformed earlier had either fallen on the battlefield or been captured by the Human Race's masters. With the help of the Purification Light, the number of Black Ink Clan cultivators had naturally decreased.

Especially in recent years, Mi Jinglun had almost lost sight of Black Ink Disciple on the battlefield.

However, in the Great Evolution War Zone, he once again saw Black Ink Disciple's active figures, all of them Seventh Order and even Eighth Order Open Heaven cultivators.

There were many Seventh Order Black Ink Disciple, at least several hundred.

Although there was no such terrifying number of Eighth Order masters, Mi Jinglun had noticed nearly thirty of them, the total number of Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple definitely exceeded this number, because there were definitely others he hadn't noticed.

No one had expected the Great Evolution War Zone to have such a high grade Black Ink Disciple.

This was only the situation of the dozen or so Territory Lords' subordinates. If the situation of the entire Great Evolution War Zone was taken into account, the situation would be far more serious than what was happening right now.

No other battlefield was in the same situation as Great Evolution War Zone.

In the past, even if there had been Black Ink Disciple participating in the war, it was impossible for the quality of the other war zones's Black Ink Disciple to be so high or so terrifying.

However, Mi Jinglun only pondered for a moment before understanding the whole story.

The Great Evolution War Zone was a special place because it had been lost for thirty thousand years and there had been no battles during that time, so the Black Ink Disciples had plenty of time to cultivate and grow. They didn't need to worry about dying on the battlefield and slowly cultivate to the Seventh or Eighth Order.

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