Saint Abyss City, Great Thousand Pavilion.
In a room at its core, a gray-robed old man was calmly watching the game of chess laid out before him.
Opposite him, the Black Clothes Girl's expression was calm, her gaze resting on the chessboard. Her exquisitely carved, jade-like little face was unruffled, giving off an unfathomable air.
The way experts played chess was naturally different from that of ordinary mortals. The chessboard was arranged like a field of stars, as though a board stretched across the void, with starlight flowing over it. The pieces were neither black nor white, but faint lights condensed from countless stars, within which profound mysteries lay hidden, as if they contained the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Those whose cultivation was insufficient would grow dizzy and lose themselves at the mere sight of this chessboard, unable to help sinking into it.
The myriad changes of the game were almost impossible to grasp, as countless as the sands of the Ganges, beyond measure; to a mortal, even if they exhausted their entire life, before this chess game they would still be no more than a drop in the ocean, unable to glimpse even the tip of the iceberg.
Of course, for Heavenly Sovereigns, this was merely a way to pass the time.
Under ordinary circumstances, a game could be finished in no more than a few hours.
When Mu Zi left, Lu Tong and Ling Er had begun their match. By now, the game had only just passed the halfway point.
Ticktock, ticktock.
It was as if an invisible hourglass was letting time flow away drop by drop. Ling Er's gaze had remained fixed on the chessboard the entire time, her pale golden eyes not blinking once, as if she had sunk into deep thought.
Opposite her, Lu