Xue Yi and Jiang Tuo were still unable to move at the bottom of the abyss.
Meanwhile, inside the hall, after Xiaoyaozi placed his piece, both his and Chu Yun's stone pools were completely empty.
"Master, it seems this game has ended in a draw," Chu Yun said with a smile.
Xiaoyaozi replied calmly, "Indeed."
"When you have the chance to visit the Divine Continent Pure Land, I will introduce you to someone."
"His mastery of the Way of Go far surpasses mine."
Chu Yun nodded. "That day will surely come."
Then Xiaoyaozi stood up. "All right. Let's go see those two insects."
The figures of those in the hall vanished in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Yun and Xiaoyaozi arrived at the bottom of the abyss.
Looking at the wretched state of Xue Yi and Jiang Tuo, their brows pierced through by Sword Qi, Chu Yun's expression was cold, and his gaze even colder.
"Y-you... who exactly are you people?"
Seeing the unfamiliar faces of the four knights and Xiaoyaozi, along with the unfathomable aura emanating from them, Xue Yi asked in terror and confusion.
"You must be Xue Yi, the former sect master of the Blood God Sect."
"The reeking stench of blood all over you has polluted the air in my residence. You truly deserve death."
"Master, can the Sword Qi in their bodies only do this much?" Chu Yun could not help asking Xiaoyaozi.
"What do you want?"
Hearing that, Chu Yun immediately replied, "Make them wish they were dead before killing them."
Without another word, Xiaoyaozi extended a finger and activated the two strands of Sword Qi. Wisps of sword might spread forth, like sound waves carrying twisting blades, endlessly grinding back and forth through the two men's souls and flesh.