Little Li the Immortal's Confidence, Entering the Game!

"As expected of my elder brother, he saw through it at a glance."

Luo Yexian nodded, confirming Li Mo's statement.

Tan Zhuyin and the group of Demon Summoning Cult stared intently below, as if trying to know if there had been any changes here after the Dream God sensed the Power of All Living Beings.

Unfortunately, no.

Well, they can't really see much on their own.

The Demon Summoning Cult is not a sect that studies Yin-Yang, the Five Elements, or Feng Shui.

The information they possessed was also derived from research conducted by former members of the Yin-Yang Hall.

However, there is a rising young talent in the Yin-Yang Hall who may have considered taking over Tan Zhuyin's position as the Holy Son.

Tan Zhuyin and the others naturally couldn't wait for the other party to come and investigate together.

They could only turn their gaze to Li Mo again.

Li Mo chuckled, "You've discovered this place a long time ago, haven't you figured out even a little bit of its mystery?"

That's why I wanted to ask the immortal for guidance.

Tan Zhuyin's gaze stopped Luo Yexian from speaking.

Li Mo pretended to be staring at the chessboard, deep in thought.

In reality, it was the voice of the Ice Block emanating from the Divine Intent of the Taiyin that was being heard in his ear:

"This place has been arranged with great skill, using the energy of the mountains as pieces to create a layout that has gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from this auspicious land for thousands of years."

"If we do not break this trap and rashly venture deeper, we will be devoured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"But at the same time, spiritual energy can also give rise to heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or even extremely ominous things."

As he listened, Black Soil Li Heitu relayed the story.

The ambiguous smile in his eyes grew even stronger.

You could tell from Ice Block's tone that this situation was going to be difficult to break.

No wonder these members of the demonic cult looked at the Lanke Mountain Range with not only longing for opportunity, but also deep apprehension.

The Demon Summoning Cult has clearly conducted reconnaissance of this area more than once.

But it's clear that each attempt ended in failure, and they probably encountered quite a few setbacks as a result.

"Brother Black Soil, let me tell you the truth."

Luo Yexian, after receiving a signal from Tan Zhuyin, also spoke up:

"A long time ago, the sect tried to send people into the Lanke Mountain Range, but no matter which direction they went, they would eventually arrive at a huge Chessboard."

"If you force your way in without playing chess, you will be devoured by the evil spirit energy."

"If it were a game of chess... the outcome wouldn't be much better."

Luo Yexian to explain in detail.

According to the records of the sect, there was once a powerful Dharma Body in the Yin-Yang Hall who had mastered the arts of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements. His chess skills were unparalleled in the world. He once played chess with the Prime Minister of the Great Yu for three days and three nights, and finally defeated him by two moves, thus taking away the title of 'Chess Saint'.

The senior, who bore the title of Chess Saint, confidently came to Lanke Mountain to challenge.

That departure lasted for seven years.

When the Chess Saint returned, his Dharma Body was exhausted, and he was almost insane, constantly shouting the words "break the deadlock".

Moreover, we can vaguely glean information from his words.

He was not the first chess master to come to Lanke Mountain.

The higher one's chess skills, the deeper one becomes entangled in the game. Among them was even the remains of Profound Mastery who had been dead for countless years, who played there until his death, becoming a 'Chess Slave'.

"Ice Block, are you confident about this game?"

Li Mo is still waiting to go home for the Chinese New Year. He doesn't want to be stuck inside for even ten days or half a month, let alone ten years.

"This situation is indeed unpredictable."

Is it difficult?

There was a pause on Ice Block's end before his clear voice continued:

"Hmm, probably won't be able to win too many rounds."

"..."

So, Ice Block wasn't thinking about whether he could win.

Are you thinking about how much to win?

This damn sense of security!

Fortunately, the Ice Block were reliable.

Otherwise, if he had just said he would "offer a little help," and then now, upon arriving at the destination, said, "Sorry to bother you, I couldn't help it," wouldn't his image as a disciple of the Heavenly Venerable and the Immortal of Black Soil be utterly ruined?

"Heh heh, haven't you heard the saying 'Heaven never seals off all paths'? Especially not a game of chess."

Immortal Li Black Soil stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the scattered mountain ranges below, his tone exuding powerful confidence.

After hearing what had just happened, he showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he seemed to have finally become somewhat interested.

"Can you break this deadlock?!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Demon Summoning Holy Son.

"Let's try to win as many points as possible."

"!!!"

The members of the demonic cult looked at each other in bewilderment.

The game that had Demon Summoning Cult for thousands of years—the opponent never even considered losing?

"However... Master recently needs the Power of All Living Beings..."

The immortal's voice suddenly changed the subject.

Luo Yexian understood that this involved personnel matters, and he looked at Tan Zhuyin with a questioning gaze.

Tan Zhuyin quickly calculated in his mind, then nodded and said:

"If you truly break this deadlock, our cult will owe you a tremendous favor, and we should naturally repay it in return."

The Power of All Living Beings can be collected again once it is depleted.

It's obvious to anyone, even a fool, which is more important.

"Please."

Tan Zhuyin alighted from the sedan chair and personally invited him.

"Oh ho, you've grown up."

Li Mo looked pleased, as if an elder had high hopes for him.

You know what, being an elder is actually quite enjoyable.

Tan Zhuyin: "..."

He felt he had been taken advantage of, but he had no proof.

And what was the meaning behind Luo Yexian's envious gaze?

So the group entered the Lanke Mountain Range.

Suddenly, a white mist surged up, so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face. This white mist seemed to be impenetrable even to the Will Soul, making it impossible to know where one was.

Furthermore, the fog is so thick that even someone with a good sense of direction would likely be unable to distinguish east from west once inside.

Fortunately, the moonlight could still shine in.

The group seemed to have a clear understanding of the situation and remained calm.

No matter which way you go, you'll end up in the same place.

Moreover, none of them know how to play chess, so they aren't afraid of being trapped inside.

In the eyes of the people in the Demonic Sect, the only person who might be trapped inside was Li Mo.

But what they didn't know was that Li Mo wasn't even a terrible player; he probably knew a little bit about Gomoku.

Little Immortal Li is in charge of appearances.

The Cold Fairy is in charge of chess.

One person handles external affairs, the other handles internal affairs; a male-female team makes the work less tiring.

Ice Block only needs to think about how to win the game, while Xiao Li has to consider many more things.

"We need to win beautifully."

Li Mo touched the Mirage God Spirit Bead in his arms.

Half an hour later.

After passing through layers of mist, the view suddenly opened up, and besides the moonlight, it seemed as if the stars in the sky had suddenly become much brighter, illuminating the scene before us clearly.

A large, rustic Chessboard lay flat on the ground, its black and white pieces clearly distinguished yet intricately intertwined.

The Chessboard was very large, like a public square.

Li Mo recognized that the layout of the chess pieces on the board was exactly the distribution of the mountains in the Lanke Mountain Range outside.

Not only the Chessboard, but also many skeletons sitting cross-legged in the same spot.

"That must be a senior from the Yin-Yang Hall..."

A summoner recognized the clothes on a skeleton!

Clearly, the person was extraordinary in life; although he had been dead for countless years, his clothes had not decayed.

Li Mo glanced at it with his Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye.

What is certain is that these chess masters who passed away were all completely dead, and the time of their deaths varied, which can be seen from the period characteristics of their clothing.

"This place must have existed since the late Shang and early Yu periods."

Li Mo concluded.

"These powerful beings won't resurrect, will they..."

Luo Yexian, having spent Han Zhen, always felt that these people who had been dead for many years might suddenly rise again...

The words had barely left his mouth.

Splash--

Suddenly, a tiny green flame flickered in the empty eye sockets of those skeletons, and they all stood up.

They all turned their gazes toward the crowd.

It was as if they were waiting for a wonderful game of chess.

"Hiss..." Luo Yexian's scalp tingled.

A flush of color crept onto Tan Zhuyin's face, and a thin layer of scales covered his neck, from which a faint dragon's might emanated.

"What happened?"

Li Mo did not act rashly.

After the person in the moon told him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:

"No need to worry, these remains are harmless."

"They have only been dead for many years, but because they were nourished by the evil spirits, a lingering obsession in their hearts has not dissipated, that's all."

"They just... desperately want to see this situation fall apart, even at the cost of their lives."

When you gentlemen remember this book, come back and check it out. This little rascal will still be here waiting for you all, hehe.