Evergreen Island.
The ancient banyans towered on the island, beneath them, Daoist Mu sat quietly by the stone table, holding a black stone that shimmered like stars.
His eyes were fixed on the chessboard, as if pondering the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Opposite him, Nangong Xian'er sat gracefully and dignified, her gaze also following the transformations of the chess game, not daring to be even slightly negligent.
"...It's said that Seven Spirits Daoist's Divine Soul has collapsed, Fire Wing Immortal and the Four-direction Killing Gods have all fallen into Yuan Ming's hands. After that, he even killed Zhong Tuhu, and then..." a cultivator in a black robe whispered, reporting the information that had been sent back from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.
