Martial Peak

Even though most of the traces were gone after several decades, Yang Kai still felt the atmosphere of grief in the place.

In the first battle of the Empty Domain, all the remaining thirty-three people of the Human Race's nine grades except for the two of them, Smiles and Wuqing, died in battle, the contemporary Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Queen.

Forty-four of the Mo Clan's royal lords were beheaded, and just the aftermath of the battle alone led to the annihilation of a million Mo Clan troops.

What a tragic battle that was.

The battlefield of that battle, to be exact, was here!

Although Yang Kai hadn't been able to personally participate in that final battle, nor had he seen it, but now that he was standing here, feeling all the traces left over from that battle, he could also almost imagine the scene.

At that time, the ink-colored Giant Spirit from the Shattered Heavens killed to the Domain of the Air, broke through the defenses of the human armies and arrived here, a large hand running through the boundary wall, completely opening up the passageways between the two realms, allowing the Mo Clan armies to pass through them and drive long distances into the Wind Lan Domain.

The human race was gone, and the invasion of the Three Thousand Worlds was a foregone conclusion.

In this situation, the Nine Pin Ancestors had two choices: either to lead the army to evacuate the Air Domain and preserve their strength for the follow-up.

If they were unwilling to continue the fight, the Mo Clan could do nothing about it.

But the Nine Pinners chose the second option.

A deadly battle!

Thirty-three human ninepins, without the slightest pity for their hard-won cultivation and long lifespans, brazenly launched a final assault on the Mo Clan's strongmen.

The Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Queen followed closely behind.

In that battle, forty-five Mo Clan King masters were beheaded, except for the one who left the Empty Domain first to pursue and kill Yang Kai, and the one who was sitting in the Non-return Pass, the rest were all killed.

That battle had cost a great deal, but it had also removed an obstacle to the future of the human race.

The Ninth Grade Ancestors were taking their own lives and giving their juniors, including Yang Kai, room to grow.

Now after several decades, Yang Kai stood here, seemingly transcending time and space, witnessing the tragic battle with his own eyes, which caused his heart to clog and his dragon veins to boil.

Facing the combined attack and killing of the thirty-three Human Race Nine-Prizes plus the Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Queen, the Mo Clan must have set up a tight defense line, but it was still hard to stop the might of the Human Race.

The king masters were slaughtered, and the surviving Ninth Element didn't retreat, continuing to attack and kill the ink-colored giant spirits sitting here.

In the end, none of them survived.

The results of the battle they left behind are still there to this day, the Ink Giant Spirit wasn't intact, its huge body was covered in wounds, many Dao realms intertwined and pervaded, making it difficult to heal its wounds, the intense ink power flowed out from that one wound, which was then taken in by the Ink Giant Spirit, repeating the cycle.

This was probably the main reason why Smiley and Wu Qing were able to hold it back across the border.

If it was intact, it would have been difficult for the two Human Nine-Pins alone to hold it in place, even if they had the upper hand.

It was precisely because of the life and death sacrifices made by those Nine-Pins back then that there was today's stalemate.

Yang Kai squinted at the ink-colored Giant Spirit and snorted, "Mo, you also have today!"

Every ink-colored giant spirit could be counted as a bilocation of Mo, but because Mo itself was too powerful and already had a creation, its bilocation was incredibly powerful as well.

Mo didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Kai, back then it had seen this human kid when it recovered from the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land, and knew that although this guy was weak, his escape ability was quite outstanding, back then it didn't think of finishing the other party, but he didn't give it the slightest chance.

Now that it was being held back here, it was even more unlikely to have a chance to get its hands on it.

So in the face of Yang Kai's derision, Mo didn't mean to reply, what it needed to do now was to save up its strength and get rid of those two Human Nine Pins, once it could regain its free body, no one in the Three Thousand Worlds would be able to compete with it.

But Yang Kai's next words broke its restraint.

"Mo, I just got back from the First Heaven Forbidden, and sent someone over by the way, guess who it is?" Yang Kai chuckled.

Mo finally raised his eyes to look at Yang Kai and said indifferently, "No matter who you send over there, it's useless, Mu's backhand has already been used, Cang's head is dead, and when my original self awakens, the First Heaven Forbidden can be broken at the snap of a finger!"

Yang Kai slowly shook his head, "That's not necessarily true, since I sent that person over, I'm naturally confident that that person ...... is an old friend of yours."

Mo's face changed and quickly sneered, "Don't you dare bluff me, none of my old friends are left dead."

Yang Kai leisurely said, "Since you, this parting body, know that Mu's back hand has been used, then it should also be clear that Cang Lao delivered me something before he died, you are the Ancient Supreme, you have seen a lot, why don't you guess what that thing is? Why did the old man have to deliver it to me even before he died."

Mo was silent.

Yang Kai continued, "How many years will it take for your Honour to awaken? Thousands of years? Ten thousand years? The power of the backhand left behind by Mak should be good, right? But I advise you, if you can wake up earlier, then wake up earlier, if you wake up later, it's useless even if you wake up later."

Yang Kai also wanted to know how many years Mo's original will be asleep, Wu Kuang was bold enough to say that he could be promoted to the ninth grade within three thousand years, but if Mo's original woke up before he was promoted to the ninth grade, then things would be troublesome.

If this really happened, Yang Kai could only find a way to send Smiley and Wu Qing over to see if they could help Wu Kuang out.

But if this was done, the only two Nine-Pins on the human side would also be held back, and accordingly, the ink-colored giant spirit in front of him would be free.

Mo remained silent for a long while before saying, "Who did you send over there?"

Yang Kai chuckled, "That man ......"

"Don't talk too much with him." A person's voice suddenly came across the boundary, interrupting Yang Kai's words.

Yang Kai was startled at first, then reacted and said hesitantly, "Old Ancestor Wuqing?"

Wu Qing didn't reply, but instead, the voice of the Smiling Ancestor came out, "The power of the inky giant spirit is very strong, beware of being compelled by him."

Yang Kai was delighted, "How are the two ancestors feeling today?"

He hadn't expected that Smiling and Wu Qing could actually communicate with him across the border, but on second thought, the ink giant spirit's large hand ran through the two realms channel, which was considered to be open all the time, and it wasn't surprising that the two ninepins on the opposite side could communicate with him.

The smiling ancestor said, "We're fine, but you ...... should hurry back to the Astral Plane, your grannies can miss you a lot."

Yang Kai accosted and smiled, "Old Ancestor has met them ah."

The smiling ancestor didn't have the good fortune to say, "Naturally, I've seen them, they were all incorporated into the Great Diffusion Army earlier." Not only had she seen them, but the witch headed by the name Yu Ru Meng was not polite to her at all, telling her to compensate a husband out every time.

Thinking back now, the smiling ancestor could not wait to whack Yang Kai.

Wu Qing said, "Don't stay here too long."

Yang Kai nodded his head squarely, "Disciple understands."

Mo Jing stayed for a moment and couldn't help but interject, "Who exactly did you send over there?"

Yang Kai looked at it with a smile, "Why don't you first tell me how many years it will take for your original self to awaken."

Mo gazed deeply at him and answered, "Did Cang teach you the method of manipulating the First Heavenly Forbidden?" Otherwise, why else would Yang Kai ask it about its origin, it was obviously afraid that its origin would awaken and break that Beginning Heaven Forbidden.

Yang Kai sneered, "Brother Mo, don't ever think of something nonsensical, why would Cang Lai need to teach me the control method of the Beginning Heaven Forbidden?"

Mo frowned in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

Yang Kai looked at him defiantly, "Because I already would have."

Mo's face changed, as if he had thought of something, and condensed, "Who the hell are you?"

"Guess!" Yang Kai smiled at him.

The ink went mad with anger, it found that communicating with this human in front of it was simply tiring, and silently said for a while, "I can answer that question of yours, but accordingly, you have to tell me who you are."

Yang Kai was stunned, he was actually talking nonsense over here with no particular intention, he mainly wanted to set the words of the ink to see if he could find out what was going on on its own side, it was best to find out, there was nothing to lose if he couldn't, a few words from the storyline might instead make the other party upset.

It's just in passing.

But I don't want the ink to actually be so calm.

On second thought, isn't this just a child's temper!

No matter how old the ink is, how many years it has lived, it has never experienced too much human emotion. The most obvious characteristic of such a childish temperament was that it would keep seeking to know what it wanted to know, and would not stop until it reached its goal.

Yang Kai immediately nodded his head, "It could be, but how can I be sure if what you're saying is true or not?"

Mo arrogantly said, "I haven't bothered to lie to you! There's no way for you to determine whether it's true or not."

Yang Kai thought to himself that was the same reason.

Wu Qing reminded again over there, "Don't freely reveal anything confidential."

Yang Kai smiled, "Don't worry, Old Ancestor, I have my own rules."

Wuqing gave a hmmm and said no more.

Yang Kai looked at Mo and said, "Tell me, what's going on on your own side."

Mo sneered, "I don't care to lie to you, but how do I know you'll keep your promise?"

Yang Kai raised his eyebrows, "How about I take an oath on a betting spell first?"

Mo's face was incomparably ugly: "Your human oaths are all bullshit!" Looking at this appearance, it seemed like he had suffered some sort of loss in this regard.

Yang Kai shrugged his shoulders, "Then there's nothing you can do, you can only bet on it."

Mo gazed at him deeply, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his heart, and only after a long while did he speak, "There's no harm in telling you, my side, as short as two thousand years or as late as five thousand years, will definitely be able to wake up."

Yang Kai frowned as he listened, "That's too big a time lag."

Saying it was the same as not saying it, if it was two thousand years, Wu Kuang would definitely not be able to promote to the ninth grade, but five thousand years was a lot of leeway.

Mo shook his head, "I'm only a parting body of my Honour, and the situation on my Honour's side is only an estimate, where can I know so clearly, but previously my Honour had a total of one parting body and three divisions, and was hit by the backhand left by Mu, so it definitely won't awaken in a short time."