"Hiss..."
As the figure landed on the ground, an enormous dark-red Dao Palace came rumbling forth from the horizon.
Billowing red mist spread outward, stained with the thick hue of blood.
It stretched a full eight hundred li.
Deep within the red mist, eight Dao Chess pieces stood in formation.
They looked down indifferently upon the people below.
At this moment.
Whether it was Chen Yuan and the others or the members of the Lu Clan within the grand formation, all wore bewildered expressions.
Eight Dao Chess pieces.
What they represented was obvious.
An Eight-Piece Chessmaster Realm great cultivator!
Chen Yuan's face turned pale, and every hair on his body stood on end.
He had expected the Wusang Sect disciples to be arrogant and overbearing, with an eighty-percent chance of making a move...
But he had never imagined the other party possessed such cultivation!
Even knowing Jiang Yuechu's combat strength was terrifying, enough to handle even seven-piece demons.
There was still a deep, yawning chasm between seven pieces and eight!
Not to mention that this man came from a Dao Sect as well. How could those demons compare to him?
This was going to be troublesome...
At that thought.
He looked worriedly toward his side, wanting to see the girl's reaction.
The next second.
His face froze in astonishment.
Where was the girl's figure?
Just then.
An explosive sound erupted beside his ear.
Boom!!!
A similarly blood-colored palace phantom appeared. Beneath the other side's vast Central Palace stretching eight hundred li, this palace seemed incomparably thin and frail.
Yet the blood-red aura swirling around it was even more hellish and terrifying.
The moment it manifested, it forcibly tore apart the endless red mist pressing in from all around.
Two Dao Chess pieces stood on either side.
Yet everyone present forgot