Zhu Gaolie, and Defection

(Soaked by the rain and writing while sick. Only one update today; please forgive me.)

Yin Kuang's purple-gold dragon eyes widened as a torrent of mental power surged into Long Ming's dragon eyes like a mountain flood and tsunami. Long Ming's pupils could clearly be seen contracting violently, then expanding. At the same time, strength from nowhere seemed to burst forth from Long Ming. Though the Dragon-Trapping Lock had wrapped him up like a dumpling, he suddenly struggled to his feet. Streams of sinister purple flame shot through the gaps in the chains, snapping link after link on the spot. The ground collapsed, cracked, and shook under the force. Clearly, Long Ming had sensed a deadly threat. At this moment of life and death, he erupted with strength beyond his limits.

Yin Kuang was pulling Long Ming's soul into the Chess Realm. There were countless miraculous means of preserving one's life in the university. Sometimes, even after an opponent had been completely killed, they could still be revived. To eliminate that possibility entirely, one had to utterly destroy the opponent's soul. As long as Long Ming's soul was dragged into the Chess Realm and trapped there forever, cut off from all contact with the outside world, no matter how many life-saving methods he possessed, they would be useless.

But clearly, Long Ming was unwilling to give up like this. He was making his final struggle!

Unfortunately, having expended a great deal of Purple Dragon Soul power and being firmly pinned to the ground by the Dragon-Trapping Lock, Long Ming's final outburst gradually became feeble. Yin Kuang had also consumed much Purple Dragon Soul power, but his true trump card was his mental strength. Whether wielding the ability of the Creation Law or connecting with the Chess Realm, mental power played