Lu Zheng picked up a white chess piece, scanned the board for a moment, then found a position and lightly placed the piece down.
Wansong Daoist nodded; this move was within his expectations.
However, he still pondered for a moment before placing a black piece.
Seeing Lu Zheng immediately start a game of chess with Wansong Daoist, Song Kaichuan was unsurprised, so he remained silent, sitting beside the two, observing the game attentively.
Soon, Song Kaichuan's heart spirit sunk into the game, and his view transformed; the board was no longer visible, replaced by a sea of clouds with two divine dragons.
The claws and fangs of the black dragon were sharp, carrying billowing black winds like blades, unstoppable.
The white dragon's scales were hard, exhaling layers of white mist like curtains, impenetrable.
