The world lay empty and desolate, as though it were nothing but pure nothingness. Pavilions and palaces, flying waterfalls and flowing springs had all vanished without a trace.
In an instant, a barefoot figure dressed in plain clothes appeared within an immortal mountain.
His blank face revealed no expression, but his aura churned violently for a long while before finally settling.
He had escaped disaster at last. Zhou finally calmed down.
In all those long years, he had never lost his composure like this before!
Immortal Venerable...
The other party had shown no intention of killing him just now. Otherwise, he would already have been utterly annihilated!
But the terror of an Immortal Venerable was far beyond what ordinary immortals could comprehend!
If he had been even the slightest bit slower just now, then even if the other party had no intention of killing him, the aura he casually radiated would have "symbolically" assimilated him completely!
And afterward, he would have become a part of the other party!
At the thought, Zhou shook his head. The Immortal Venerable had personally entered the fray, which likely meant those few contending for the Emperor's throne had reached their final moment!
He couldn't help recalling something from a very, very long time ago...
Back then, he had still been at the height of his power when a game of chess suddenly began...
The Golden Crow Emperor, Xu Xiao; the Dragon King, Fu Yuan; and he had all received invitations to the game...
He didn't know what had happened to the other two. He had gone alone to the place where the years began and ended...
"Future" had given him a chance to become a Venerable!
The price was... first becoming a chess piece!
Time had raced by, the years had slipped away. He