Myriad Chess Suppresses the Realm, Alone Guarding One's True Heart

The moment the vast, celestial voice descended, the air across the entire world froze completely.

That voice belonged neither to the Heavens nor to Chaos; it did not even belong to any Dao laws within this universe. It originated from the source of billions of chess games, spanning across infinite dimensional barriers, carrying the absolute authority to command all chess pieces and dictate the final outcome—cold, overbearing, and beyond dispute.

Hum—!

Above the void, the gray light curtain that had originally shrouded only this world suddenly trembled violently.

Threads of extremely fine gray light filaments emerged from the dimensional rifts out of thin air, densely covering the entire firmament. These light filaments were distant and vast, each strand carrying the same origin as the Outer Realm chess games—the power of the Chess Dao projected across eons by billions of Black and White Jade Discs.

A single-game gray Dao law was already enough to withstand the combined offensive of the Supreme of the Heavens and the Chaos Power at its peak.

Now, with the power of the Myriad Chess Convergence gathering across boundaries, the crushing momentum was enough to annihilate all resistance.

At the center of the formation, Lin Chen's entire body shook violently, and a tearing, excruciating pain erupted from the depths of his soul.

The gray rune chains, which had been suppressed by his Anti-Dao Heart, surged in momentum instantly under the resonance of the Myriad Chess Convergence. This eerie power, silent for eons, launched a frantic counterattack, eroding his limbs, his soul, his consciousness, and his fundamental roots, attempting to crush his Anti-Dao Heart in an instant and strip away all his autonomy.

The previous game had been a tug-of-war between him and the Single-Game Chess Master.

But now, he was facing the accumulated power of billions of chess games settled over eons—the true trump card of this mastermind lurking in the primordial void.

"So, this is your ultimate reliance."

Lin Chen gritted his teeth, blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth. His vision blurred slightly, yet the stubbornness in his eyes remained undiminished.

He finally understood the opponent's scheme completely.

Thousands of chess games were scattered across the void, each cycling through birth and death, ignoring one another in ordinary times, silently nurturing the Dao and accumulating strength. They allowed the Heavens to harvest, Chaos to devour, and all living things to sacrifice, all just to precipitate the purest essence of the Chess Dao bit by bit.

Once a certain game reached completion and birthed a perfect Chess Core, it would trigger all the accumulated power, forcing a Myriad Chess Convergence to finalize the game.

This world was that mature final move.

And he, Lin Chen, was the chosen perfect Chess Core—either he would submit and pave the way, or he would be forcibly erased.

Regardless of whether he defied fate or not, the outcome had long been locked by the Myriad Chess Reincarnation.

If he submitted, he would become a puppet, slaughtering the Heavens and Chaos, crushing the old order, and fulfilling the opponent's supreme Dao fruit.

If he resisted, the power of the Myriad Chess would crush his body and shatter his soul and heart; the game would still conclude as planned, and all struggle would be in vain.

An eternal layout, interlocking, calculating every human heart, every Heavenly Dao, and every variable in the cycle of reincarnation.

Outside the firmament, the Heavens and Chaos, which had been frantically bombarding the gray barrier, suddenly stalled their offensive.

The Seven Supremes, hidden deep within divine light, stiffened in unison, and for the first time, genuine terror surged within their supreme eyes.

They had traversed multiple dimensions, witnessing the destruction of universes, the collapse of dimensions, and the end of eras, yet they had never seen such an eerie sight.

Countless homologous Dao powers spanning across time and space locked onto a single realm, with billions of chess games resonating and converging—this method had long transcended the category of a "game"; it was true supreme power from the Outer Realm.

"Myriad chess games... so, the countless universes that have perished since ancient times were all fodder for this treacherous Dao."

A Supreme's whisper, filled with unprecedented gravity, echoed above the nine heavens.

The countless broken universes they had harvested and the countless civilizations they had ended in the past were not destroyed by nature, but had all fallen into the chess reincarnation of this Gray Existence. They had fought for generations, killing across boundaries, thinking they controlled all things, only to realize they were merely helping the opponent clear away decaying chess games time and again, accelerating the cycle of reincarnation.

The Supremes of the ages were nothing but chess slaves.

On the other side, the Chaos King's massive black shadow shrank violently, and the torrential black flood of destruction retreated instinctively.

Fear originating from the level of the source gripped it tightly; even the fully unsealed peak Chaos Power appeared small and humble before the terrifying pressure of the Myriad Chess Convergence.

Chaos was born from disorder and should have feared nothing, but the power before it was the ultimate Chess Dao capable of containing, imprisoning, and refining all disorder—a natural restraint against the Chaos source.

"It is not an existence within the Heavens... nor is it a strange object derived from Chaos."

The Chaos King's hoarse voice carried rare trepidation and panic. "It is the true player who transcends the duality and holds the reins of the reincarnation chess game!"

At this moment, the Heavens ceased their attack, and Chaos withdrew its momentum.

The two mortal enemies stopped their war by tacit agreement, no longer attacking each other, and all looked up, staring fixedly at the continuously gathering gray power of the Myriad Chess.

They knew very well that once the Myriad Chess Convergence was fully formed, this world would be instantly and completely refined, and what would be destroyed would not just be this defiance-of-fate chess game.

The order system of the Heavens and the chaotic foundation of Chaos would both be completely devoured and reshaped by this ultimate Chess Dao.

All the patterns of the ages would be rewritten today.

On the ground, Kallen, Frieza, and the Golden Super Saiyan turned pale, their bodies cold.

Watching the gray light growing ever brighter above the firmament and feeling the suffocating pressure that suppressed all things, a sense of powerlessness deep into their marrow swept over them.

The world they had fought to protect was as fragile as thin paper before the Grand Trend of the Myriad Chess.

Their struggle to defy fate, into which they had poured everything, was not worth mentioning within the cycle of the eternal chess game.

"Is there still a chance?" Kallen's voice was dry, his purple battle aura completely silent; even the innate bloodthirsty fighting spirit of the Saiyan Clan was almost extinguished by this desperate momentum.

The Golden Super Saiyan stared at the figure struggling at the center of the formation and shook his head slowly, his voice heavy:

"The Myriad Chess Convergence is the final move the opponent has plotted for eons. External force is useless; the Heavens and Chaos cannot stop it, and neither can we. The only victory or defeat lies within the single thought of Lin Chen's heart."

He saw it with absolute clarity.

The current battle was no longer a clash of slaughter between heaven and earth, but the ultimate confrontation between the soul's heart and the eternal Chess Dao.

If Lin Chen won, the chess game would collapse, the eternal conspiracy would be shattered, and the world would still have a glimmer of hope.

If Lin Chen loses, his Anti-Dao Heart will be extinguished, reducing him to a puppet. The old world will be razed, the Myriad Chess Reincarnation will reach absolute perfection, and all hope of a comeback will vanish forever.

At the center of the formation, the collision between the golden Ancient Universe Origin and the gray Chess Dao has reached its most harrowing stage.

Gray Runes, like billions of chains, are frantically coiling around, eroding, and assimilating his soul. The cold will of countless Outer Realm chess games floods his sea of consciousness, relentlessly scouring away his memories, his obsessions, and his Dao Heart.

Submit and live; inherit supreme power and transcend the ages as the chess game reaches its perfection.

Resist and die; have your soul annihilated, your obsessions dissolved, and be reduced to the dust of time.

Countless cold thoughts whisper, relentlessly crushing his will.

Throughout the ages, countless Chess Cores, countless living beings, and countless Fate Defiers have all succumbed under the weight of this desperate grand trend, ultimately surrendering to the cycle of the Chess Dao.

This is an inescapable death trap, an absolute certainty spanning billions of years.

Yet, in the depths of Lin Chen's eyes, there is not a flicker of hesitation.

Countless images flash through his sea of consciousness.

He sees the helplessness of a child starving on a desolate road during chaotic times, the resentment of a cultivator who exhausts his life only to become mere nourishment, the sorrow of a flourishing civilization razed in a single day, the tragic yet selfish choices of ancient sages, and the determination of successive Fate Defiers who sacrificed themselves for the Dao.

Billions of lives, generation after generation, unable to control their own fates.

Throughout the ages, every step has been a chess move.

If he yields today, there will be no more Fate Defiers in this world.

All sacrifices, all suffering, and all resistance will be reduced to a joke.

"I refuse to submit!"

A low roar, explosive enough to shatter the soul, erupts from the depths of his heart.

The remaining bloodline power in Lin Chen's body boils over, and his Ancient Universe Origin burns entirely!

Holding nothing back, he uses his own soul as kindling and his Anti-Dao Heart as a blade, launching a desperate counterattack against the billions of gray Chess Dao chains.

Golden light flares, tearing a brilliant path through the deathly gray of his soul.

"You weave the Myriad Chess Reincarnation, steal the vitality of heaven and earth, enslave all life for ages, treating all beings as straw dogs and time as a plaything!"

"Others may fear your Myriad Chess Grand Trend and obey your cycle of destiny, but I, Lin Chen, do not!"

"My Dao is governed by my heart, not by the board! By life, not by death! By the common people, not by the False Heaven!"

Rumble—

Within his soul, the golden and gray powers erupt in a violent collision.

Countless gray runes shatter inch by inch, and the billions of Outer Realm Chess Dao chains are forcibly pulverized. For the first time, that ultimate will attempting to erase his heart falters.

The crushing force of the Myriad Chess Convergence is brought to a standstill for a single moment by the sheer, stubborn resilience of a human heart!

Above the firmament, the descending gray light curtain suddenly halts, and the power of the Myriad Chess, gathered across dimensions, experiences a brief stagnation.

The Supreme of the Heavens and the Chaos King, who were waiting for their moment, freeze in utter disbelief.

A single heart, resisting the Myriad Chess Reincarnation?

This is an unprecedented, heaven-defying anomaly in the history of the eternal chess game!

Deep within his soul, that indifferent, deathly gray will finally carries a trace of genuine fury.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot; you overestimate yourself."

"I intended to keep a sliver of your origin intact, as you are the most perfect Chess Core in history, and I wished to use your Dao Heart to achieve the supreme Chess Dao. Since you insist on death and defy the destiny of the Myriad Chess, then This Seat shall shatter your heart, extract your Dao foundation, and force the game to end!"

Cold killing intent instantly floods his entire sea of consciousness.

The gray power, once gently eroding, turns violent and bloodthirsty. The power of the billions of Outer Realm chess games no longer infiltrates slowly but transforms into a torrent of destruction, frantically crushing Lin Chen's heart and Dao foundation.

Shatter, erode, scour, erase!

No more taming, no more seduction—total destruction!

Lin Chen's flesh cracks inch by inch, his golden origin depletes rapidly, and his soul barrier teeters on the brink of total collapse.

He can clearly feel his will being ground away, his obsessions fading, and the Anti-Dao Heart he has guarded until now reaching the edge of ruin.

Yet, he grits his teeth, refusing to yield even a fraction.

Even if his soul is annihilated and his Dao destroyed, he will drag down the endgame of this eternal chess game, fighting for one last, slim chance of survival for this world and its billions of lives.

Just as his heart reaches its limit and the power of the Myriad Chess is about to swallow his soul entirely, a change occurs.

Deep within his chest, within his origin, the Fate-Defying Ancestral Seal—which had remained silent since his birth and accompanied him through countless desperate situations—suddenly erupts with a faint, dark light, ancient and vast, transcending all Chess Dao and Heavenly Dao.

The light is incredibly dim, almost imperceptible, yet it instantly halts the erosion of all gray Chess Dao.

Even more bizarrely, the moment this light appears, the countless Black and White Jade Discs rotating in the void of the Outer Realm tremble violently, as if encountering their natural nemesis, filled with extreme fear, avoidance, and retreat!

The once-unrivaled power of the Myriad Chess Convergence actually shows signs of collapsing and retreating at this very moment!

And in Lin Chen's mind, a strange whisper, older than the time of the Myriad Chess and more vast than the dawn of Chaos, softly echoes:

"The chess game steals the Dao, the False Heaven cycles... finally, someone has returned with the Ancestral Seal to break the cage."