The Ancestor had another plan when he originally infused this Fragment of the Heavenly Dao into Xuan Yuan Chen Feng's body.
Using it at this moment would probably ruin the greater scheme.
Having come to his senses, the two flames of rage in Xuan Yuan Chen Feng's pupils gradually faded, and his state of mind slowly calmed.
Losing this battle did not mean losing everything. A lack of patience would disrupt the greater plan...
He still had a brighter future!
With that thought, he clenched the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao in his hand. When he opened his palm, the fragment had already vanished.
"I lost..."
He spoke those words with extreme reluctance, practically gritting his teeth to force them out.
From childhood until now, those words had almost been strangers to him. Yet facing Luo Zheng, they had ultimately been unavoidable.
The First Place of the Dreamlike Battlefield had been decided.
In fact, judging from the board, First Place should have belonged to Xuan Yuan Chen Feng. It was as though the fate beneath the Heavenly Dao had guided him to become the protagonist of this great opportunity.
Luo Zheng, however, had become the greatest Variable Number, forcibly cutting off Xuan Yuan Chen Feng's destiny.
Luo Zheng smiled faintly and stepped onto his own chess piece, returning to midair. After he tossed the broken sword toward Dugu Jian Xiaoxiao in the distance, a flash of white light flickered, and his figure vanished from the chess piece...
Only nine people remained within the painting.
The Top Five and the bottom five still had to be ranked.
Hua Tianming and Xuan Yuan Chen Feng still had one battle left, as did Qing Yu and Ku Deng. Then there was Ji Luoxue against Lie Qianhan...
None of that had anything to do