Inside the limestone cave.
Purple-gold light shimmered and flowed.
Sixteen Dao Chess Pieces hung suspended in midair, their light dim and their forms trembling on the verge of collapse.
Dao Chess Pieces in this world were divided into Mortal-Grade, Treasure-Grade, Spirit-Grade, Immortal-Grade, and the legendary Heaven-Grade.
For ordinary cultivators and demons, condensing even a single Spirit-Grade Dao Chess Piece in a lifetime was already a blessing from heaven.
Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Pieces were rarer still, enough to suppress the fortune of an entire region.
Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Pieces were revered as Supreme not merely because the aura they contained was vast and mighty, but because of their unreasonable suppression of those beneath them.
A lower-grade Dao Chess Piece was lucky to wield even half its power in their presence.
The Grey Wolf Demon and the jackal demon stared fixedly ahead.
The horror in their scarlet eyes could no longer be concealed.
They looked at the sixteen Dao Chess Pieces trembling on the verge of collapse, then turned their gaze to the white-robed girl seated atop the beast.
In truth, an Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Piece alone was nothing to be surprised about... Though they were exceedingly rare,
they had not truly vanished from Cloud Dream Haven.
The Second Young Master they followed had one nurtured in his Qi Sea.
What they found truly absurd was... how could their opponent condense an Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Piece with only the aura of a Second Rank of Chess-Player?!
The path of cultivation had always been one of steadily climbing higher.
A cultivator just entering the Chess-Player Realm was constrained by the limits of their Central Palace. Even if an Immortal-Grade Dao-Integration Material were placed before them, they would never dare refine it.
Thus, the first few Dao Chess Pieces of most cultivators were Mortal-Grade