Twelve Dao Chess pieces hovered behind Gao Qingxiu.
Layers of azure light overlapped, their auras steady and profound.
None of the twelve Dao Chess pieces were weak. The poorest were Treasure-Grade, several were Spirit-Grade, and one was Immortal-Grade.
Violet-gold radiance likewise flowed slowly through the night.
The Jieqing Sect disciples in the courtyard all changed expression slightly at the sight.
This was...
He was going all out?
Lin Feiyan's face turned several shades paler, and she could not help taking half a step forward. "Guest Elder Jiang..."
Yet even so.
The girl's expression remained unchanged.
As though these twelve Dao Chess pieces were not enough to place any pressure on her...
The next instant.
A muffled boom exploded from within her body.
A vast Central Palace emerged in the sky.
An incomparably deep blood mist surged forth from the palace, spreading madly in every direction.
The blood-red fog rolled and roared, blotting out the sky and sun as it dyed Chang'an's shattered night sky completely crimson.
Within the blood mist.
Jiang Yuechu lightly lifted her spear. Five Dao Chess pieces stood arrayed at her sides, before three resplendent violet-gold beams burst forth and all poured into her body.
At this sight.
Gao Qingxiu's body abruptly froze as he stared ahead in disbelief.
"Three Immortal-Grade pieces?!"
Even as a Jieqing Sect direct disciple accustomed to the sect's foundations and peerless geniuses, he could not help widening his eyes.
Such heaven-defying fortune should never have existed in this world!
Three Immortal-Grade pieces alone were not enough to inspire despair.
But why could she bear such terrifying foundations while only in the Fifth-Piece Chessmaster Realm?!
Could it be... that even heaven and earth were unjust?
But before he could react.
The aura of countless troops surged down from the heavens, and innumerable phantom