Gradually, Tiansuanzi calmed down.
"Even if heaven wishes to destroy me, I will defy it!" Tiansuanzi suddenly exuded an exuberant confidence.
He sat quietly in front of the chessboard, looking ahead, holding a piece in his hand.
At the peak of Pan Mountain, the scenery was exceptionally beautiful, with a magnificent starry sky within sight.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the western horizon turned crimson, as if the sky was on fire, filling half the sky with flames.
It looked like a beautiful fiery sunset cloud, but the sun had already set for two or three hours, making such a sight impossible.
The sky grew redder and more vibrant, as if the entire sky was bleeding!
"What is that?"
Suddenly, against the red sky, a mysterious figure rapidly approached, as if emerging from another time and space, crossing through flames, traversing centuries; it was terrifying!
His speed increased, permeating with the scent of smoke.
