Wang Wen turned to Lu Yin and flashed a brilliant smile. "I wouldn't dare call you the Chess Piece Dao Master anymore. It's still uncertain who among us is the chess piece and who's the player, right?"
Lu Yin smiled faintly. "What do you think?"
"Then, Brother Lu, what should I do now? Point me toward a clear path?" Wang Wen asked. His smile carried a teasing air.
No one in this universe could see through Wang Wen's thoughts.
He had survived in the narrow gap between the Three Laws and the Mitian Grand Plan, obtained everything he wanted, and risen to his current height.
No one knew what means he possessed now.
Lu Yin sized up Wang Wen. "There is a clear path. It just depends on whether you dare to take it."
"I'd like to hear more."
"It's simple. I'll tell you whom to strike, and you strike them."
The wind on the battlefield stopped.
Everyone looked at Lu Yin. Was he really being this blunt? If he wanted to use Wang Wen, he could at least be more tactful.
Wang Wen laughed, clearly delighted. "All right, then. Brother Lu, whom do you want me to strike?"
Lu Yin pointed at Saint Shang.
Saint Shang's gaze immediately darkened.
A crimson longsword appeared in Wang Wen's hand. "Brother Lu, watch closely. I'm taking this clear path right now. I just hope you won't lead me into the abyss." As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Saint Shang.
He raised his sword and slashed.
Everyone was shocked. He really is attacking?
Saint Shang's pupils widened. The sword edge pierced forward, but an invisible force drew it toward the rear, splitting the Six Luminaries Battlefield in two and nearly