The Piece Holder Is Not Unique

Ji Yuan had a moment when his Dharma form wanted to pluck down that star and take a look, but the hand he reached toward the sky stopped midway. It was not merely because it felt impossibly distant; he also did not truly wish to seize the chess piece.

Stars shone brilliantly one after another in the sky of the Intent Landscape, and those representing chess pieces were especially conspicuous to Ji Yuan, including the newly appeared unfamiliar one.

Just what was going on with this chess piece? Had it appeared on its own, or was it a piece held by someone? If it had appeared on its own, why had it done so? If not, did that mean there was another person holding the pieces?

Ji Yuan had originally believed that he could hold both black and white pieces, while the Intent Landscape was faintly joined with heaven and earth. Since he could perceive this Heaven and Earth Chessboard within the landscape, he ought to have been the only Chess Player.

But now, Ji Yuan suddenly felt that perhaps this was not necessarily the truth.

Ji Yuan's Dharma form merely shook its head as it watched the star representing the chess piece, sensing its composition and attempting, through that perception, to learn when this piece had been placed and where it had landed.

At the same time, a faint sense of anxiety rose in Ji Yuan's heart.

Why did this chess piece appear at this time? Is there some special reason?

Ji Yuan split his attention in two. His Dharma form watched the chess pieces in the sky within the Intent Landscape, while his eyes in the outside world looked toward the infant babbling beside the unconscious Madam Li.

Was it because of him?

Ji Yuan strode quickly to