New Lisboa, forty-ninth floor.
Chaos starlight flowed across the dome, while countless laws intertwined here into a hazy mist.
Within the mist of laws,
Hong Yun and Hong Yuan sat quietly at a card table.
The Black Tortoise, Hong Yuan's mount, stood calmly beside them, serving as the dealer.
Compared to Hong Yuan, who remained unruffled throughout,
Hong Yun was now drenched in sweat, his expression panicked.
If outsiders saw this, who would have imagined that Hong Yun, now a saint, could show such a side of himself?
Hong Yuan reclined against a green jade chair and merely glanced at the cards in his hand.
Then, smiling, he pushed out all the chips piled before him like a divine mountain.
"Same as always this round. All in!"
Those chips were no ordinary items.
They were Merit Coins, which all living beings of the Primordial Wilderness were desperately seeking.
By a rough count, Hong Yuan had several tens of billions of Merit Coins before him.
When they collided, they erupted with a deafening roar like a collapsing mountain flood.
Compared to the mountain of chips before Hong Yuan, Hong Yun looked utterly shabby.
He had only a few thousand, perhaps not even as many as some of the scattered immortals below.
Hong Yuan's move caused even more beads of sweat to form on Hong Yun's face.
Though he did his best to steady his emotions,
he still could not help growing flustered.
It was not because Hong Yun feared losing, but because Hong Yuan before him placed far too much pressure on him.
Even as a saint, his heart was inevitably thrown into turmoil!
Ever since he had discovered that a place called New Lisboa had suddenly appeared within his Cloud Dream Realm,
he had become rather interested.
After all, even