Countless opposing yet interconnected strands of murderous intent coursed back and forth among the bronze mirrors that had already turned into black and white Go stones.
The white clouds beneath Immortal Maiden He's feet suddenly shattered, and several tears appeared in her dress.
With an indifferent expression, she lunged toward the ground.
The other two Immortals of the previous generation watched from afar, their expressions shifting slightly, and rushed over as fast as they could.
Crack, crack, crack, crack! The sounds of shattering rang out like a torrential downpour before the dim cliff.
The bronze mirrors in the sky shattered ceaselessly, the cloud threads kept snapping, and tears appeared in Immortal Maiden He's dress, black hair, and even her body.
The instant all the bronze mirrors filling the sky turned to fragments, she reached Que Niang.
Copious golden blood spilled from beneath her clothes and began burning upon contact with the air, illuminating a corner beneath the cliff.
Que Niang's black-and-white Way of Dividing Go Stones was indeed formidable and even faintly countered her Daoist arts, but she was no ordinary Daoist cultivator. At the crucial moment, she had actually won this gamble through her abundant Immortal Qi.
Yet for some reason, she did not kill Que Niang.
The two Immortals flew over, and the sight puzzled them anew. Immortal Maiden He had always been domineering and ruthless in her actions-why was she doing this?
"Your methods in the Way of Go feel rather akin to the Heaven-Evolving Dao I cultivate. What connection do you have to Yunmeng?" Immortal Maiden He asked.
Que Niang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, then tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear, trailing a flame. "I studied Go under Young Master Tong Yan, but I