If Lu Yang hadn't possessed such an unwavering Dao heart and struck down so many "fellow disciples," Gu Lingshuang would surely have fallen into danger again.
"He saved my life again." Gu Lingshuang lifted her head slightly, watching Lu Yang as he wielded his saber to slaughter his enemies high in the air, his figure tall and straight, his bearing noble. A faint flutter stirred in her heart.
"Go help your father. He's in serious trouble!" Just as Gu Lingshuang was lost in thought, Lu Yang's voice jolted her back to her senses.
She looked up. In the distance, beneath dark, cloud-choked skies and amidst a chilling demonic aura, a gigantic chessboard hovered in midair. Countless black and white pieces pattered down from it.
On the white pieces, streaks of searing white cave light blazed forth, like swords of light that pierced heaven and earth, shooting in every direction.
The black pieces, meanwhile, seemed to unravel strands from a cocoon, releasing wisps of black vapor, barely visible yet somehow tangible. The vapor wove together like threads into a net. The slightest brush against it was enough for it to coil around and bind its target; like a venomous dragon, it devoured and dissolved the demonic aura.
As the Palace Master of Five Serenity Palace and an outsider from Eastern Xuan Province, Xuanjizi had managed to put down roots and gain a foothold in the fiercely xenophobic Northern Savage Province. His strength was truly extraordinary.
Amid the black clouds, beset by two Kings, Xuanjizi was still holding his own, matching them blow for blow without falling behind.
The black and white pieces spread across the sky like stars on a chessboard, each displaying its own divine ability. Though Xuanjizi was clearly the one being besieged, it looked as if he were