In the courtyard, flowers of every color carpeted the ground, layered beneath a thick blanket of emerald leaves.
The slick stone steps were a lively patchwork of red and green.
Inside the house, time seemed to stand still.
This strange standoff between the two sides had already gone on for a very, very long time.
Just then, Pei Ling suddenly felt his eyelids grow unbearably heavy. They began to close against his will...
Was it the Law of "Sleep"?
Before he could think the question through, his eyes snapped shut.
The next moment, Pei Ling's eyes opened again. His eyes held no pupils or whites, only pure white.
His once-contained aura burst forth in an instant like a flood breaking through a dam: fallen, frenzied, violent...
In the instant Pei Ling blinked, the figure across the chessboard raised his head a little farther. His gaze had left the board and fallen on the ground in front of Pei Ling's feet.
If he raised his head once more, he would see Pei Ling!
At that moment, Pei Ling stood perfectly still, his face utterly cold.
Immortal Friend Pei had taken control of her again!
However...
Pei Ling's aura began to grow stronger, and darkness as dense as solid matter surged around him.
The surrounding space warped bit by bit, like a void being scorched by flames...
Eternal Night Desert.
At the center.
In the darkness, thunder rolled without end.
Bolts ripped across the sky, their web-like flashes briefly illuminating the world.
Nine enormous white pillars soared skyward. Countless Heavenly Tribulation chains wound around them, crisscrossing like a net and converging beneath the open ground between the pillars.
Passing through layer upon layer of restrictions and vast, intricate sealing arrays, Tribulation Power seeped bit by bit into the blood-red coffin buried