Li Che was not gathering the Dao Boat for the first time.
With prior experience, he took a step forward, instantly landing on the Solitary Boat, as if stepping onto a lonely star in the cosmos.
Flowing along with the Star River, slowly drifting with the current.
The heavy force condensed and compressed from countless voids was overwhelmingly heavy, and Li Che felt the震荡 of Mystical Immortal Intent and Divine Spirit Thought, making sailing through it quite challenging.
Li Che, in his Mo Shan robe, stood at the prow of the long boat, his gaze steadfast.
Then he saw tides rising, with a figure seated among them, a chessboard arrayed before him, stars densely scattered, starry light dazzling.
"Have you come?"
"Let us play a game of chess."
The figure's white robe fluttered, its face blurry, features indistinguishable.
Yet a majestic and ethereal aura, transcendent and extraordinary.
Li Che knew that this being must be the Chess Saint Dao Fruit Master.
