This is...
The notification from when the system had been interrupted just as He was about to become King in the Qingqiu chess game!
Pei Ling abruptly raised his head and looked toward the top of Jianmu. His gaze was like a blade cleaving open the void; in an instant, it pierced layer upon layer of barriers and saw a figure in black robes standing atop Jianmu, sleeves billowing. His aura surged, and he was unmistakably a Golden Immortal.
At that moment, the figure appeared like a startled swan, then vanished in the blink of an eye.
Pei Ling's pupils sharply contracted. He was all too familiar with that figure in black robes!
Because... it was none other than himself!
[Qingqiu Dao Discussion]...
So that was it!
His failed attempt to become King, and the inexplicable interruption of the system's takeover, had not been caused by any Immortal Venerable!
It was because He, right now, and His past self, who had entered the game, existed in the same stretch of time!
The system had judged Him and His past self in the game to be one and the same!
Thus, when the Golden Crow Emperor attacked Him now, it had interrupted the system's takeover of His past self.
As these thoughts raced through His mind, Pei Ling was already moving. In an instant, towering saber intent rose all around Him, its chill sweeping through the six directions. Bloodlust surged and roared like an angry tide, rushing wildly as it instantly cut off the Great Sun True Fire's scorching flames.
At the same moment, Pei Ling's voice boomed with majestic grandeur: "I am Pei Ling!"
"Lord of the Day in this world!"
As He spoke, blazing suns rose above His head, one after another.
Sunlight flooded the land, brilliant and resplendent.