I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1897

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Fusheng Realm.

A long wind swept past, and pine needles rustled down.

In the chilly air, "Old" held a black stone, frozen motionless in midair.

Figures crowded all around. The Mahayana cultivators stared intently at the chessboard without blinking.

Seeing Wushi Villa's "Mengmi," "Xuanguang," "Chungan," and "Yuanhua" enter the game, "Zhendu" of the Innate Religion suddenly spoke. "Seven Mahayana cultivators have fallen in such a short time. Is this the Primordial War?"

At those words, the other Mahayana cultivators fell silent, yet they all instantly understood what "Zhendu" meant.

It was almost certain that this Ascension Chess Game was the beginning of the Primordial War, the battle that had led to the upheaval of heaven and earth!

And in the situation before them, Mahayana cultivators died as soon as they entered the game!

With each round, even more died!

And that was with Pei Ling, an Eighty-one Tribulation Mahayana, leading the way!

The Nine Great Sects had no records whatsoever of the details of the Primordial War, but seven Mahayana cultivators had fallen in succession in such a short span of time... It was very possible that the Primordial War had already begun to unfold inside the chess game!

Thinking of this, "Qingrong" of Jiuyi Mountain quickly said, "The Jianmu was cut down during the Primordial War."

The other Mahayana cultivators fell silent again. If the Primordial War had indeed begun inside the chess game, then... according to the Nine Sects' records, the Jianmu was cut down in that battle.

No matter how perilous the chess game became from here on, they would have to enter it as soon as possible if they wanted to ascend!

Otherwise, once the Jianmu was cut down, entering the game successfully would be meaningless.

Besides, Pei Ling was an Eighty-one Tribulation Mahayana, with foundations

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