The purple grew ever deeper, until at first glance it seemed almost pitch-black and boundlessly vast...
Watching the scene before her, Jiang Yuechu recalled her first arrival in Cloud Dream, when her conversation with the Xu Family's mistress and servant had touched upon the grades of Dao Chess.
Mortal-grade, treasure-grade, spirit-grade, immortal-grade.
Above immortal-grade, there was yet another rank that existed only in rumor.
That was... heavenly-grade.
Xun Bo of the Xu Family had once said that when heavenly-grade emerged, heaven and earth would share in sorrow and joy, and all laws would submit.
Yet even someone like the Little Heavenly General had never possessed Heavenly-Grade Dao Chess.
That alone showed how precious it was.
And at this very moment, the Dao Chess was still changing... Could it actually be about to reach heavenly-grade?
If so... those ten million years of Dao Cultivation had truly been well spent.
Thinking this, Jiang Yuechu remained quietly on the bluestone, waiting to see what would happen.
The disturbance, however, had long since alerted Xuan Yuanming, who was sorting items nearby.
As the son of a Painting Realm general of the Southern Immortal Palace, he was himself a Chessmaster Realm general with deep foundations.
Leaving aside where his strength ranked within the Cloud-Dream Palace, in terms of knowledge alone, few in the entire Cloud-Dream Realm could surpass him.
The secrets of the Four Cloud-Dream Palaces, scattered rumors of the Heavenly Court-he had grown up steeped in all of them.
And as for the grades of Dao Chess, from mortal-grade to treasure-grade, then spirit-grade and immortal-grade...
The barriers between them were like heavenly chasms, almost impossible to cross once established.
Yet just moments ago... he had watched that young woman use some unknown secret art right before his eyes to raise Spirit-Grade Dao Chess directly