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Chapter 694 - 591: Immortal Gods of Ancient Times Play Chess, Sacred God Appears Before People - 2

Chapter 694: Chapter 591: Immortal Gods of Ancient Times Play Chess, Sacred God Appears Before People - 2

After countless strategies and contemplations, finally, one day, his big dragon took shape, the chess game became physical, and the Tao Law was achieved to Great Mastery.

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It took a while for Wang Zijia to come back to his senses, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yun Lai still meditating with his eyes closed, enveloped in Dao Charm, apparently still contemplating.

His so-called self-sealing was indeed similar to Wang Zijia’s, like a Primordial Spirit Realm monk, almost fully sealing his Dao Consistency and mind.

Time flew by, and forty-five minutes had passed.

When Yun Lai slowly opened his eyes, he saw Wang Zijia quietly watching him. He was surprised and shook his head: "Senior Brother, your comprehension is still so terrifying!"

Wang Zijia did not respond, and Yun Lai asked: "Shall we begin?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Yes."

With a wave of Yun Lai’s hand, two chess containers appeared on the small stone table in front of him. The white pieces were for Wang Zijia, and the black ones were for himself.

"Please, Senior brother!"

Without saying a word, Wang Zijia picked up a white piece.

"Clink!"

The chess piece fell on the chessboard, making a slight sound as if a peculiar wave was emanating.

"Kill!"

In the next moment, endless sounds of fighting resounded in Wang Zijia’s ears.

He looked around in shock, the chess table was still there, even the pear tree behind him was still there.

However, they were no longer in the small courtyard at the foot of the small mountain and beside the spirit stream, instead, they were floating above the Nine Heavens like a cloud Immortal Palace.

At this moment, he and Yun Lai seemed like true immortals playing chess in the clouds, sitting high above the Nine Heavens.

Sitting next to the stone table in the floating clouds, playing chess, the pear tree swaying.

Looking down, below the clouds was a world of monks. They were divided into two groups, fighting against endless demons and strange creatures.

"Pop!"

With a slight sound, the moment the opposite player made his move, one group of people below seemed to receive intangible assistance and plunged into the demon crowd.

This wasn’t just a chess game, it was a competition to save the world, using the world as the chessboard and the two sides as the chess pieces!

Such a scale... Earth Immortal? Celestial Immortal? Profound Immortal?

What kind of old monster was this!?

Wang Zijia was a little dumbfounded.

Yun Lai suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot that Senior Brother is here to inherit the Divine Position, I need to lend you a hand!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the world fluctuated.

Wang Zijia felt the familiar Spatial-Temporal Stealth technique, but it was completely different, the entire space seemed to have changed, yet it didn’t.

Assistance?

What was the key to inheriting the Divine Dao?

He frowned and sensed it for a while, but didn’t perceive anything.

"Please, Senior Brother!" Yun Lai indicated, nonchalantly, for Wang Zijia to continue.

"Clink!"

Without any more words, Wang Zijia focused his mind and continued to play his pieces.

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In the void connected to the Ascension Hall of the Wanyu Sect, the three elders in the Ascension Hall, under the blessings of the Ascension Pool, were spewing a massive amount of mana into the void, holding up a huge Ascension Passage.

Three giant Magic Origin rainbows, like three colored ribbons, were pulling Qinglian towards the space anchor point of Wanyu Sect’s Ascension Hall.

All three of them were extremely strenuous, like three donkeys pulling a cart, panting heavily.

However, in the next moment, the spiritual light of Qinglian suddenly surged, causing the pulling elders to loosen their grip abruptly.

The three of them watched this scene in bewilderment and then exclaimed in shock, "What’s going on?"

Before they could figure out what was happening, Qinglian flew towards them in the next moment, scaring them and making them quickly retreat into the silver giant door behind them and disappear.

Just after they returned to the Ascension Hall!

"Kill!"

A stern killing sound sounded from the Nine Heavens.

The three of them, with shocked faces, looked at each other and hurriedly left the Great Hall to look towards the sky.

At this moment, not just them, the entire Wanyu, countless monks were floating in the sky, and numerous disciples looked up at the sky in bewilderment.

Not only the Wanyu Sect, but all the creatures in the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm, could see the scene in the sky when they looked up.

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Above the Nine Heavens, a silver-haired young man and a scholar were sitting opposite each other in the clouds. The chess pieces on the stone table were sparse, and the pear tree behind them was swaying.

The two of them seemed like Immortal Gods sitting on the clouds high above the Nine Heavens, overshadowing the sun and pressuring the world.

Beneath the two of them, were worlds, groups of people, incessantly fighting.

With each move they made, rays of rosy clouds descended, assisting a group of people in slaying demons and exorcising devils.

The Immortal Gods began the game, with all living beings as pieces, to carry out the plan of salvation.

What a spectacular scene!

It was almost like an ancient myth!

In the Spirit Suppressing Realm, countless monks looked bewildered, with dull eyes. Even the God Monarch Crossing Tribulation was not much better.

Suddenly, the two seemed to have been playing for a long time.

A young Taoist boy walked in from the depths of the clouds. He nervously held a teapot, his expression was anxious, and he carefully served tea to the two covering Immortal Gods.

When serving the tea, he couldn’t help glancing at the silver-haired man.

The silver-haired man felt it and casually glanced at the child, his gaze lingered on his face, and then he looked at the other party seriously.

The young Taoist was very nervous and thought he had disturbed the good mood of this mysterious elder who suddenly appeared. He respectfully said, "Fengyuan pays respect to Uncle!"

The silver-haired Immortal God looked at the tea boy and said, "Your name is Fengyuan? Yue Fengyuan?"

Yue Fengyuan, the last Immortal Venerate of the Spirit Suppressing Realm, fell eight thousand years ago, starting the dark chaos in the Spirit Suppressing Realm that lasted for hundreds of years.

"Replying to Uncle, yes!" The young tea boy said carefully.

The Scholar Robed Immortal God also asked doubtfully: "What’s wrong, Senior Brother, is there anything wrong with my tea boy?"

But the silver-haired Immortal God shook his head and said: "No, it’s just that this kid has the demeanor of an Immortal, but his life path is full of breathlessness!"

The Scholar Robed Immortal God also glanced at the tea boy and said, "Let the younger generation have their own luck, let him go. Senior Brother, it’s your turn!"

"Click!"

The silver-haired Immortal God said nothing more and dropped another piece.

At the same time, another girl dressed as a child, holding a plate of grapes, came from the depths of the clouds.

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In the Spirit Suppressing Realm, countless monks watched this scene.

The appearance of the tea boy made countless Big Shots in the Spirit Suppressing Realm immediately stunned. After hearing the conversation between the two Immortal Gods, they were even more horrified.

"That is... the Immortal Venerate?"

"How is that possible, didn’t the Immortal Venerate and the Demon Lord both fall seven thousand five hundred years ago?"

"Joking, how could the Immortal Venerate be someone’s tea boy!"

"Yue Fengyuan? Is he really the Immortal Venerate?"

"Then who are these two...?"

"Using Heaven and Earth as a board, all beings as pieces, dropping pieces throughout all worlds, is this ...an Ancient Power?"

"Why did they suddenly appear?"

"What exactly is happening? Is something happening now?"

"Don’t you guys find that silver-haired figure that covers the sky very familiar?"

"I also find it familiar!"

"That seems like our sect’s God Monarch Chi Yang, right?"

"God Monarch in his twenties? Nine Tribulations Chi Yang?"

"Reincarnated Sword Immortal Li Shenghong?"

"This ... this ... is Li Shenghong also a reincarnated being? Ancient Immortal Venerate?"

"That’s right, how could ordinary monks possibly accomplish any reincarnation, let alone one that spans thousands of years and crosses endless space-time. Moreover, Li Shenghong was also said to have become a God Monarch in his twenties, just like now."

"Yes, the Li Shenghong of back then must have awoken his inherited wisdom, right!"

"Ghosts of immortals in ancient times!"

"Where is this chess game taking place?"

"You should ask, in what era did it take place!"

In the Wanyu Sect, countless disciples were in an uproar, and the pupils of each God Monarch contracted, showing a stunned expression.

Several God Monarchs crossing the Tribulation tried to find Wang Zijia with divine thoughts and ask him.

However, they didn’t find Wang Zijia’s figure for a while, so they stared at the two Immortal Gods playing chess in the sky in shock.

Not only in Wanyu, but the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm was also in an uproar.

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In the middle of Changbao State, the Five Big Heads were dumbfounded as they watched the sky.

"I knew Ninth Brother was no ordinary person. After fainting that year, he suddenly changed from a sacrificial wine to a God Monarch. He must have awoken his inherited wisdom then!"

"Has Father reincarnated many times?"

"It turns out that the Master is an ancient Immortal God!"

"Was the Master like this in ancient times, fighting endlessly with demons and devils?"

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While the monks were stunned, Li Shenghui also stood on the eaves of a building, watching the scene in the sky with an inexplicable expression, silent for a long time.

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