"Good, good, good, White Wind. You've got guts. Farewell. The next time we meet, I'll kill you for sure."
Bone King drew a deep breath and pointed at White Wind, his tone brimming with boundless fury. Yet he still did not make a move. The advantage now lay with the other side; if he attacked anyway, he might truly die here.
With that, Bone King turned and left.
"Do you think this is a place where you can come and go whenever you please?"
In a flash, White Wind appeared before Bone King, standing in his path with a silver-white spear in hand.
He held the spear in his right hand, while his left hand caressed a chessboard.
"White Wind, what do you mean by this?"
Bone King's face filled with vigilance at those words. Even at his peak, he had not been White Wind's match. Earlier, he had only barely managed to suppress White Wind with the military formation.
Now, the Crimson Spirit Race's military formation was gone. Without it, he was no match for White Wind at all.
What was more, the Demon Spirit Race's military formation was still here.
With the military formation's enhancement, White Wind could beat him around at will.
"What I mean is, since you've come, don't leave. Stay."
After White Wind spoke, he tossed the chessboard in his hand. In an instant, it transformed into an enormous board, shrouding Bone King within it.
Above the chessboard, White Wind held a white chess piece. As his finger descended, the seemingly ordinary chessboard suddenly erupted with endless killing intent.
White Wind placed another piece. As another white stone fell, Bone King's strength was instantly suppressed by thirty percent.
Seeing this, White Wind gripped his spear and immediately entered the chessboard, engaging Bone King in a