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MARTIAL PEAK 5219

If he had a choice, between a Black Ink Clan Territory Lord and an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple, Yang Kai is more willing to deal with the latter.

Although the methods of an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple were more unpredictable and difficult to defend against than a Territory Lord, and the Black Ink Disciples were fundamentally human and knew how to play with people's hearts, Yang Kai would rather face an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple than the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lord.

He had the Beating Ox Secret Technique. This was a Secret Technique he had comprehended specifically to deal with the Small Universe of the Open Heaven cultivator.

Among the various Cave Heaven Paradise, there were some Secret Techniques that were specifically targeted at the Open Heaven Stage's Small Universe, but after so many years, Yang Kai had never found a Secret Technique that had such outstanding effects as his.

Unfortunately, this Secret Technique of his required the use of Space Law, so other than him, no one else could cultivate it.

Moreover, as the Purification Light spread throughout the various mountain passes, the number of Black Ink Disciples on the battlefield also decreased, and the various Secret Techniques the Human Race used against the Small Universe also lost their usefulness.

The Black Ink Clan didn't have any Small Universe, so this kind of Secret Technique was useless against the Black Ink Clan on the battlefield.

It had been many years since Yang Kai had used the Beating Ox Secret Technique. He still remembered that the last time he had used it was in Shattered Heaven, when he had used it against Blood Crow.

When he used this Secret Technique again, several hundred years had passed.

Although he had not practiced it for a long time, the more powerful the user was, the more powerful it would become.

When he realized that his opponent was an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple, Yang Kai had already decided to use the Beating Ox Secret Technique to determine the outcome. The various defeats he had suffered before were partly because his strength was inferior to his opponent's, but also because he wanted to lower the guard of this Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple.

Although this Secret Technique was quite powerful, it would take some time to activate.

The profoundness of the Beating Ox Secret Technique was to trace the source of one's opponent's strength, the source of the attack, the Small Universe.

This required time and effort. With Yang Kai's current cultivation of Seventh Order Open Heaven, it would take an incense stick's worth of time to trace the source of an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's strength.

From the time he had exchanged blows with his opponent until now, it had been exactly this long!

Ordinary Seventh Order would find it difficult to last an incense stick's worth of time against an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple. If he couldn't hold on, naturally he won't be able to use this Secret Technique.

The successful execution of the Secret Technique meant that the outcome of this battle was already decided.

This Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple wanted to destroy all techniques with his strength, but Yang Kai wanted to fight him in a battle of wits and courage, a necessary choice when his cultivation was lower.

The long sword pierced through Yang Kai's chest. The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple only needed to swing his sword viciously to cut Yang Kai in half, but he had already lost this opportunity.

Because just as this thought appeared in his mind, a violent force suddenly erupted on his Small Universe, causing him to tremble violently.

His Small Universe's instability directly caused the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's strength to dissipate, and in that instant, he almost couldn't control his sword.

With such a good opportunity, how could Yang Kai miss it? He fiercely punched towards the head of the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple.

With his current cultivation and the terrifying power granted to him by the Dragon Vein Body, if his opponent were to take such a blow at such a close distance, his head would definitely explode.

At the end of the day, he was still an Eighth Order, and in this life or death crisis, the giant blob on his shoulder that looked like a different head suddenly burst open, releasing an extremely rich Ink Force that transformed into a giant mouth that swallowed Yang Kai's fist.

This sudden turn of events startled Yang Kai.

He had never imagined that this tumor on the other party's shoulder would have such a strange ability. He had always thought that this tumor was just a side effect of the other party using the Ink Force to break through his shackles.

As his fist smashed into the giant mouth formed by the Ink Force, Yang Kai felt an extremely viscous sensation. When he punched forward, the power of his fist is weaken.

By the time Yang Kai's fist hit the head of the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple, the destructive power contained in his fist had been reduced by more than half.

Even though his punch had been weakened, this punch still sent the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple flying, but the expected scene of his head exploding did not appear.

The long sword was brought out by the old man's flying force, blood spurting from his wounds, causing Yang Kai to let out a muffled groan.

However, at this moment, he didn't have the time to care about his injuries. He had finally used his Beating Ox Secret Technique, so if he couldn't finish him off before the other party fully recovered, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Yang Kai estimated that his Secret Technique could only affect his opponent for three breaths!

As such, as the old man flew backwards, Yang Kai also took a step forward, his Space Law fluctuating wildly as he followed closely behind the old man.

With a series of hand seals, the World Force in his Small Universe surged out like a flood.

The great sun rose and the Golden Crow cry out.

Yang Kai grabbed the great sun with one hand and threw it towards the old man.

The moment the old man was sent flying, he became vigilant of Yang Kai's movements.

His Small Universe was shocked for a moment. This was the weakest moment he had ever experienced in his life. He had never imagined that a Seventh Order Open Heaven Stage master would be able to force an Eighth Order like him to such an extent.

Such humiliation!

All of his previous thoughts of cherishing talent had disappeared, and now he could only use the other party's life to wash away his humiliation.

The other party quickly followed up and once again used his Divine Ability Manifestation that looked like a great sun.

It had to be said that the power of this Divine Ability Manifestation was indeed very strong, and even an Eighth Order like him wouldn't dare underestimate it. However, in the battle just now, this little brat had already used it once, so the old man already had some understanding of the power of this great sun and naturally knew how to resist it.

Unable to wait for his Small Universe to stabilize, the old man bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence towards the sword in his hand. As soon as the blood essence entered the sword, it dimmed and the sword began to glow brightly.

Borrowing the consumption of his Blood Essence, the old man slashed forward.

This sword strike was enough to break through the other party's great sun Divine Ability. Although both sides would definitely suffer, it was better than being killed on the spot.

As long as he could wait a moment longer, his Small Universe would be able to regain it's calm, allowing him to deal with his opponents who had suffered heavy losses.

However, when he slashed out with his sword, he was shocked to discover that another burst of power had suddenly appeared.

If one were to say that the great sun Divine Ability gave off a burning sensation, then this power gave off a feeling as cold as water.

Behind the dazzling sun, a round moon seemed to rise into the sky and was caught in the other hand of the Seventh Order youth.

Sun and Moon shining together!

The old man had lived for so many years, but he had never seen such a strange sight. When he was stunned, he felt a great sense of crisis. He immediately shouted and the sword strike in his hand became even fiercer.

He didn't know what kind of Divine Ability his opponent was using, but he could feel that this Divine Ability could not be blocked with his current state.

Therefore, he could only seize the initiative and seize this opportunity.

When the old man slashed out with his sword, Yang Kai used the great sun's concealment to activate the Stream of Moonlight.

Using his left hand to capture the sun and his right hand to capture the full moon. When the hands are closed together Yin and Yang converged as the sun and moon intertwined, transforming into a spinning top as the Space Law surged violently.

In the next moment, a mysterious force began to spread out from the sun and moon.

Space seemed to shatter and time seemed to stop.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple was holding his long sword in front of him, his only remaining eye filled with terror. At this moment, he felt as if his thoughts had stopped and everything around him was rapidly moving away from him.

He had never felt this way before, and this feeling made him panic.

He could only watch helplessly as the force field formed from the intertwining sun and moon wrapped around him, but he had no way to escape.

It seemed like an instant, but also like countless years.

When the dazzling light of the sun and moon faded away, the old man still maintained his posture of holding his sword, only three inches away from Yang Kai's forehead.

Yang Kai's face was pale and his aura was weak. Because his chest had been injured by the long sword, blood was still flowing from it. On his forehead and lower abdomen, there was also a wound that was covered in blood.

"What Divine Ability is this?" The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple suddenly asked.

Yang Kai lowered his eyes and replied, "Sun and Moon Divine Wheel!"

"It seems to contain the mysteries of space and time?" The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple asked again.

"I've touched the superficial knowledge in it," Yang Kai nodded.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple didn't say anything more and simply nodded slightly before slowly withdrawing his sword and sitting down cross-legged.

"Black Ink Eternal!" He muttered softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly became like a statue that had been eroded by time for thousands of years, turning into quicksand and drifting away.

Only the dull long sword remained.

Due to the corrosion of the Space and Time Forces from the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel, this long sword had completely lost its spirituality and turning to a sword that only had a slightly better material.

An Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple had been able to fake his death and escape from the chaotic battlefield, but now he was dead.

Yang Kai suddenly felt an unprecedented wave of exhaustion wash over him, causing his body to go limp as he staggered to the ground.

A narrow victory!

If the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel hadn't been able to finish off his opponent just now, Yang Kai wouldn't have been able to do anything. The old man's Small Universe which had been effected by his secret technique, would soon be able to calm down and display his full strength again.

Fortunately, the old man had a preconceived idea, so when he saw the great sun, he thought that Yang Kai had used the Golden Crow Sun Casting Divine Ability, but he didn't know that after the Golden Crow Sun Casting Divine Ability, there was still the Stream of Moonlight.

He had risked spitting out his Blood Essence to deal with the Golden Crow Sun Casting, but he had been caught off guard by the Sun and Moon Divine Wheel.

His Small Universe's strength had not been restored, and he had also been struck by Yang Kai's most powerful trump card, so how could that Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple possibly be able to defend himself?

Lying quietly in the void, Yang Kai didn't feel much joy from his victory.

Because before the Black Ink Disciple's death, the supremacy of the Black Ink in his heart had not wavered in the slightest, even if his root was the Human Race.

The Ink Force might not change a person's personality, but it would make every corrupted Black Ink Disciple completely deny their existence and willingly become the Black Ink Clan's minions.

How pitiful.

TO BE CONTINUED.