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Giving up three Great Domain Battlefields so decisively, even Mi Jinglun, who was an enemy, couldn't help feeling admiration.
This was definitely the work of the Pseudo-Royal Lord called Mo Na Ye. On the Black Ink Clan's side, besides him, no other Black Ink Clan master could make such a decisive decision.
It had to be known that in these three Great Domain Battlefields, the countless soldiers of the Human Race and Black Ink Clan had fought each other for thousands of years, and each of them had lost a large number of lives in battle. If they were to give up so easily, not only would they fail to live up to the sacrifices of those who had died, but it would also have a great impact on the future situation.
From the perspective of the Human Race, Mi Jinglun couldn't make such a decision. It wasn't that his courage was inferior to Mo Na Ye's, it was just that the situation between the two races was different. The Human Race had always been determined to fight for every inch of land they could find, because if they allowed the Black Ink Clan to occupy more territories, the Human Race's situation would become more passive.
As such, no matter how bad the situation had become, the Human Race's armies had never given up on any Great Domain Battlefield.
Many years ago, with Yang Kai's reminder, Mi Jinglun had begun paying attention to Mo Na Ye. These past few years, they had been fighting across space, and although they had only met a few times, Mi Jinglun still had a good understanding of this wisdom master from the Black Ink Clan.
So when he received the news about the three Great Domain Battlefields, he immediately thought of Mo Na Ye.
The battles in these three Great Domain Battlefields could be described as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Wherever the Human Race's army passed, the Black Ink Clan would not be able to resist. If this continued, it would likely only take a few months for these three Great Domain Battlefields to be completely taken down. At that time, there would no longer be any space for the Black Ink Clan to survive here.
However, Mi Jinglun was not happy at all.
This time, the Black Ink Clan had voluntarily given up on the three Great Domain Battlefields, not arranging for any powerful masters to stand guard, instead arranging for a large number of cannon fodder to attract the attention of the Human Race. This meant that in the other Great Domain Battlefields, the Black Ink Clan would be able to invest even more strength!
Why would the Black Ink Clan, or rather, why would Mo Na Ye make such a decision? Although it was only possible to gain something if one was willing to give up something, when making such a decision, Mo Na Ye would definitely know the consequences.
Was there a shortage of manpower? The Black Ink Clan had given birth to many Territory Lords over the years, and many of them had even managed to sneak out from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction, so how could there be a shortage of manpower?
Suddenly, Mi Jinglun seemed to think of something, and together with the various pieces of information he had just obtained, he immediately came to a conclusion. Hurriedly, he called out to his subordinates, "Quickly, send out a message to all sides, beware of the Black Ink Clan's Pseudo-Royal Lord!"
He had still underestimated the courage of the Black Ink Clan!
With the appearance of the Universe Furnace, the Black Ink Clan's side would definitely compete with the Human Race for this great opportunity, so no matter what, they had to create some Pseudo-Royal Lords.
On top of that, many Innate Territory Lords had emerged from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction, so the Black Ink Clan didn't lack the manpower to create a Pseudo-Royal Lord.
Mi Jinglun wasn't completely unprepared for this, and he was certain that when the Universe Furnace appeared, the Black Ink Clan would definitely send out a group of Pseudo Royal Lords to deal with it. Of course, the Human Race had their own ways of dealing with it. Although the Pseudo-Royal Lords were strong, they couldn't display their full strength. Compared to a true Royal Lord, their strength was far inferior.
Over the years, the Eighth Order Human Race had been working together to form all kinds of formations to deal with these Pseudo-Royal Lords.
As a qualified strategist, Mi Jinglun had taken everything he could think of into consideration.
But now it seemed that the number of these PSeudo-Royal Lords was far greater than he had imagined!
Why were the Black Ink Clan's masters lacking in manpower here? With so many Innate Territory Lords participating in the creation of a Pseudo-Royal Lord, the sacrifice of more than ten Innate Territory Lords was enough to produce a Pseudo-Royal Lord, so naturally they were lacking in manpower.
Moreover, in the past few years, the intelligence gathered by various forces had shown that the Innate Territory Lords who had often appeared in the past had also disappeared. On the other hand, some unfamiliar faces had appeared in the Black Ink Clan.
The missing Innate Territory Lord must have gone to the No-Return Pass to participate in the forging of a Pseudo-Royal Lord. The unfamiliar faces were most likely the Innate Territory Lords who had escaped from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction.
Mi Jinglun didn't know if the Territory Lords who had escaped from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction had the qualifications to participate in the forging of a Pseudo-Royal Lord. After all, these Territory Lords were all seriously injured and would need at least a hundred or two hundred years to recover.
However, even if they only considered the surviving Innate Territory Lords of the Black Ink Clan, if the Black Ink Clan were to turn all of them into Pseudo-Royal Lords, the result would be a shocking number!
As soon as Mi Jinglun's voice fell, another stream of light flew over from the sky. It was the messenger who had gathered intelligence from the various Great Domain Battlefield.
Mi Jinglun hurriedly investigated the situation, his face suddenly turning pale.
The most worrying thing had happened!
On the Black Ink Clan's side, the number of Pseudo-Royal Lords had far exceeded their expectations.
Just the Mysterious Nether Territory alone had a total of four Pseudo-Royal Lords. As soon as the battle broke out, these four Pseudo-Royal Lords tore through the Human Race's front lines from four different directions, causing great damage to the Human Race's army. Fortunately, the Eighth Order masters quickly formed their own battle formation and were barely able to resist.
However, the situation of the entire Mysterious Nether Territory was still not optimistic. It was extremely difficult for the Human Race to seize control of the Universe Furnace's entrance.
As for the other Great Domain Battlefields that had already erupted into a great battle, there were many Pseudo-Royal Lords who had appeared. There were even some Innate Territory Lords who had emerged from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction and were severely injured and had weak auras.
These Innate Territory Lords' strengths had been greatly reduced, so they were naturally no match for an Eighth Order Human Race master. Moreover, their lives were in danger, but no matter what, they were still Innate Territory Lords, and it was difficult for an Eighth Order Human Race master to resist them, causing a great deal of trouble for the Human Race.
The only thing that made Mi Jinglun feel gratified was that although the number of Pseudo-Royal Lords on the Black Ink Clan's side exceeded his expectations, it was not enough to make the Human Race despair.
From the looks of it, those Innate Territory Lords who had escaped from the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction and had yet to recover from their injuries were not qualified to become Pseudo-Royal Lords.
Fortunately the situation is not too bad, otherwise, the Human Race will suffer a crushing defeat.
On the Black Ink Clan's side, a large number of old Innate Territory Lords had been sacrificed to create a group of Pseudo-Royal Lords. Although the number of masters they had was somewhat lacking, the quality of their forces had greatly improved, allowing them to gain an advantage in the various Great Domain Battlefield, catching the Human Race off guard.
However, not every Great Domain Battlefield was at a disadvantage.
Inside the Azure Sun Territory, pure Yin and Yang Qi flowed and blended together, transforming into a giant Yin Yang Fish pattern that covered the entire world. Inside the Yin Yang Fish were the corpses of several Innate Territory Lords and four figures whose auras collided with each other, causing the four poles to collapse.
One of the figures was tall and slender, her beautiful hair fluttering in the wind, and her delicate face was filled with murderous intent. Although she was fighting one against three, she was still able to resist with the help of her Divine Ability Manifestation.
This figure was none other than one of the few Ninth Order Open Heaven Stage masters of the Human Race, Luo Tinghe, who had been guarding the creation of the Withdrawing Black Ink Pavilion and had come from the Yin Yang Paradise!
She was from the same Sect as Smiles Old Ancestor, so the Secret Techniques and Divine Ability she cultivated were similar. The Yin Yang Heaven's Yin Yang Fish Divine Ability Manifestation was extremely powerful, not only in terms of killing enemies but also in terms of trapping them.
In the past, when Smiles Old Ancestor was outside the Black Ink Clan's King City in the Great Evolution War Zone, she had used this Divine Ability Manifestation to fight against the Black Ink Clan's Royal Lord many times.
At this moment, Luo Tinghe was trying her best to activate her Divine Ability Manifestation to fight against the three Black Ink Clan Pseudo-Royal Lords at the entrance of the Universe Furnace.
It hadn't been long since she had broken through to the Ninth Order, it had only been one or two thousand years. Her cultivation was far from reaching her peak.
However, a Ninth Order was still a Ninth Order. Against a Pseudo-Royal Lord, the Pseudo Royal Lord was definitely not her opponent. Against two, she would not be at a disadvantage, but against three, it would be somewhat difficult, so she could only rely on her Divine Ability Manifestation.
Inside the Yin Yang Fish, the Yin and Yang Qi converged and transformed into an invisible millstone. The three Pseudo-Royal Lords tried to break free, but were unable to do so. On the contrary, they were frustrated by this mysterious aura.
Where the four masters were fighting, no one dared to approach. A few of the Black Ink Clan's Innate Territory Lords had been accidentally caught up in this battle and were now dead.
The Azure Sun Territory had not only sent three Pseudo-Royal Lords, but a total of five!
This place had always been the main battlefield between the Human Race and the Black Ink Clan, so how could the Black Ink Clan not invest more effort into the battle? They had also considered the existence of a Ninth Order Human Race cultivator, but they had never imagined that this newly promoted Ninth Order Human Race cultivator would be able to hold off three of their own.
The other two were also filled with anxiety.
Facing the Five Directions Array formed by the five Eighth Order Human Race masters, they were evenly matched, neither of them able to defeat the other.
Battle Formation like these were originally passed down from the Human Race. When Territory Lords dealt with Yang Kai, they could form a Four Directions Array, and very few of them could form a Five Directions Array, but the Human Race's side was different. Eighth Order masters who were familiar with each other could easily form a Five Directions Array.
The highest record on the Human Race's side was the Seven Directions Array formed by seven Eighth Order masters! With this battle formation, even if they were to encounter a true Black Ink Clan Royal Lord, they would be able to put up a fight. Of course, the result would be difficult to say.
As for the Eight and Nine Directions Array, it would be difficult for the Human Race Eighth Order masters to form it. After all, none of them were weak, and the higher their cultivation, the more difficult it would be to form a stronger battle formation.
Because of this, when Yang Kai saw Zhang Ruoxi control the Small Stone Race to form a massive Second Order or Third Order Nine Directions Array, he was shocked.
The five Pseudo-Royal Lords were all being held back. The Azure Sun Territory had always been the home of the Human Race's masters, so there were many of them. Because of this, the Human Race had the upper hand on the entire battlefield, so there was a high chance they could seize control of the Universe Furnace's entrance.
However, there was also a troublesome matter. According to the information that Blood Crow had previously revealed, the entrance to the Universe Furnace would only appear for three days before disappearing without a trace, so if one wanted to enter the Universe Furnace to seize opportunities, they had to enter within three days, otherwise it would be too late.
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