"Everyone, how about playing a round with me?"
Yang Chen's slender fingers lightly pinched a white chess piece, its surface glimmering with a pure white halo beneath the sunlight.
A faint, wicked smile curved at the corner of his lips, yet it somehow seemed detached.
The Sword Manor Lord laughed angrily.
"Play my ass! Give me back my disciple's life!"
As his words fell, a heaven-shaking Sword Qi suddenly shot up from the horizon, bursting between heaven and earth like a crescent moon.
Ripples spread outward in waves.
The aftershock expanded, and the void trembled.
Threads of white sword light wound through heaven and earth like silken strands.
Combined with Cloudmist Sword Manor's formation, its might increased considerably.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually vanished.
"That isn't up to you."
The white piece in Yang Chen's hand slowly fell onto a position on the Heaven Divination Board, producing a crisp sound.
Pa!
As that crisp sound rang out, the surrounding space began to shift in that very instant.
The void twisted.
As though heaven and earth had been moved aside, an entirely new world appeared before everyone's eyes.
That towering peak that pierced the clouds vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of lush grassland.
A gentle breeze drifted by.
Like the slender fingers of a fairy lightly brushing across one's cheek.
Yet horror filled everyone's eyes.
With a wave of his hand, he had altered heaven and earth.
Such a method was not something an eighth-stage—even a ninth-stage—expert could accomplish!
The fury on the Sword Manor Lord's face gradually faded, replaced entirely by grave solemnity.
"Just what realm is this man in?"
The Sword Manor Lord murmured.
Even this eighth-stage peak expert, whose combat power could rival some newly advanced ninth-stage Supremes, could