The Chessboard

"This thing has accompanied this old man for thirty thousand years. I sealed it with the law of time; otherwise, it would have long since been eroded by the turbulent currents of time." He raised his head and looked at Chu Ming.

"How can you give it to me?" Chu Ming asked.

Time said, "Very simple. Stay here and play a game of chess with this old man. Once the game is over, the fragment is yours."

He raised a hand and tapped the void.

A point of golden light lit up at his fingertip. The golden light spread through the air, transforming into an enormous chessboard.

The chessboard spanned a full ten zhang in each direction, floating in the void. Its entire surface was constructed from some grayish-white stone.

The board's surface was divided into countless squares. Each square was only the size of a palm, yet faint golden light flowed between them.

There were no chess pieces on the board.

Only countless fragments of time slowly revolved.

The fragments varied in size and shape.

Some were no larger than a fingernail, round in form, with a faint glow flowing across their surfaces;

Some were as large as fists, irregularly shaped, their edges jagged and uneven;

Some were even the size of heads, oval in shape, their surfaces covered in fine cracks.

Each fragment displayed a different point in time.

On one fragment, Chu Ming saw himself standing before the sealing core of the Myriad Laws Platform, raising a hand to press it against the Dao Ancestor Token.

That was the scene from the past, when he had first entered the Myriad Laws Platform.

The him in the image looked young, his aura weak—a world apart from who he was now.

On another fragment, he saw himself locked in