Silver Serpent World.
In the long river.
A small boat.
In front of the chessboard.
After a myriad rays of light burst from the bone relic on Giant Zero Three's forehead, the Vice-Chancellor of the First University and the President of the Dark Council ceased their conversation and did not continue their game of chess—although they still stared at the chessboard, it was evident that both elders began to become somewhat distracted. Without raising their heads, they perked up their ears, capturing every sound from the Black Prison battlefield.
From the questioning hum of the Xuanhuang, to the calm and powerful cry of 'Taiyi'.
From the groaning of the world in the resetting process, to the panicked roars of the demons and prisoners on the battlefield.
From the simultaneous clanging of bells and chimes, to the thrumming meeting of the five tones.
The expressions on the faces of the two elders varied between shock and joy, contemplation and impassiveness.
Suddenly.
