"Swish, swish!" As the Demonic Scholar finished speaking, radiant blood Qi erupted around his body, instantly enveloping countless powerhouses as wisps of dark sand silently descended into everyone's bodies.
"What on earth is this guy up to?" Feeling the void around him spinning head over heels, Xiao Yan could not help asking, as it seemed the Demonic Scholar had used overbearing means to transport them into some special void.
After a moment, the crowd arrived at a forest.
Every towering tree in this entire space was filled with a sense of dead silence and solemnity, and the blood scent on the surrounding ground was immensely rich. Red fresh blood paved the ground, and gloomy miasma surged into the air, corroding every inch of land and every thread of air here to an extreme degree. This terrifying scenery battered everyone's minds and souls, making them seem agonizingly close to death.
"Welcome to my game, the Life and Death Chessboard."
"This is the Forest of Death; only humans who successfully pass through the Forest of Death are qualified to play chess with me."
"At the same time, the outcome of the chessboard relates to the life and death of all of you, so decide well who can fight me."
"I wish you good luck." The Demonic Scholar's unhinged voice was exceptionally piercing, lingering faintly within this Forest of Death.
"King, aren't you being far too reckless like this?"
"The Death Chessboard is, after all, the twentieth Evil Implement among our Outer Realm Evil Clan. If you lose, we will also suffer the punishment of the Evil Implement, since no one has been able to escape since ancient times. At that time, I'm afraid we will reap what we sow." Standing atop the altar and looking at the tens of thousands of spiritual