Facing Ao Kun Head-On

He appeared to be playing chess.

In truth, they were discussing the Dao!

Hua Linfeng and Ao Kun had become completely absorbed in the game. Their minds were on the same plane, battling one another. Each piece they placed was a deadly art.

No one else could glimpse these deadly arts. Only the two of them knew which was stronger.

A domain had formed around them. Even an Immortal King couldn't watch them play!

Hua Yunfei looked away and stopped watching the two men. He walked to a peach tree some distance away, where Feng Qingwu sat while Xi Yue combed her hair.

"Junior Brother."

Xi Yue looked at Hua Yunfei and smiled. Her clear, jet-black eyes were bright and inviting, making it easy to feel fond of her.

More than twenty years had passed, yet she was still just as she had been before: dressed in an immaculate white gown, her hair loose over her shoulders, her skin pure as snow, her expression as calm as ever.

It was hard to find any trace of emotion on her face.

"Senior Sister." Hua Yunfei smiled and nodded.

He lowered his eyes to Feng Qingwu, who was sitting there. She was still just as before, her face expressionless and her eyes vacant.

Her aura had fallen utterly silent, as though she had become an ordinary person. Even standing this close, Hua Yunfei couldn't sense the slightest trace of it.

Suddenly, Feng Qingwu, who had been sitting quietly, seemed to sense something. She raised her head and looked toward Hua Yunfei.

When she saw him, a flicker of joy appeared deep in her vacant eyes.

She rose and walked over to him.

Xi Yue watched with a smile, quietly putting away the wooden comb in her hand.

When Feng Qingwu reached Hua