In someone else’s chess game, walk one’s own path.

Jiang Wang stared fixedly ahead, amidst the countless figures charging forth, he captured the sight of Zhao Zi—

At this moment, Zhao Zi was sitting cross-legged, precisely in the Heavenly Origin position. She was the focal point of his gaze, as well as the center of the entire chess game world. Still donned in Confucian robes with tied hair, yet her body seemed draped in snow, as the "holder of the white pieces."

In front of her, a chessboard lay, seemingly shrouded in mist, revealing vaguely one or two frames.

What Jiang Wang exhausted his eyesight to see, was countless solid lines crisscrossing and extending into the distance, with black and white sides engaged in an endless clash. The white pieces occupied the vast majority of the chessboard’s space, surrounding a lone small dragon of black pieces in the center. Though a solitary piece was a dragon, it was already locked in an eight-gate golden barrier.

But this was precisely the situation he found himself in!

"Kill!"

A long knife slashed horizontally.

Jiang Wang casually reached out, bypassed the blade, and pinched the attacker’s neck. With the Path Origin’s urging, he removed the blade’s force and flung it far away.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Enemies flocked around at once.

From all directions, knives and swords fell, yet Jiang Wang merely strode forward grandly, effortlessly tossing them into the air one by one as if catching chicks.

Wherever he walked, a heap of enemies holding the white pieces soared up.

But more people attacked.

The surging Dao Technique was like a torrent falling.

Jiang Wang did not dodge or evade, charging straight through, with a clear light circulating on his body’s surface, formally activating the Celestial Glaze Technique!

The Dao Technique torrent covered his body completely, yet he remained unstained by the clear light illuminating his figure.

The complex Dao Techniques came like water and poured like water, unable to harm him in the slightest.

What counts as a True Strong Divine Arrival of the Age?

In any country in the present world, he was already an undeniably strong figure. He could act at ease in most situations. Below the Neifu Cultivators, none could break his defenses. Only those with God’s Inner Mansion or Outer Building warranted a bit of attention.

But only a bit of attention.

He was not like Zheng Chaoyang, an ultimately elevated Weak God’s Arrival, even the top-tier Outer Tower Cultivators couldn’t withstand more than three moves in front of him now.

Countless attacks fell, but they were all effortlessly wiped away.

Though small streams lead to the sea, it would take millennia for water droplets to pierce stone!

In this boundless chess game world, he might be alone, a solitary pawn. But unless the chess player, Zhao Zi, no one could block his path?

Among those besieging him now were Neifu Cultivators like Xue Rushi, who had been tested by war, like Gu Yong, an Outer Tower Cultivator with a long military background, and even Outer Tower Cultivators like Chu Shuo, nearing God’s Arrival.

Yet regardless of who, no matter what secret technique or killing method, they were merely breezes brushing past the face, not able to impose the slightest pressure on him.

Without forming a military formation, these people couldn’t compete with him.

And now he was a battle-hardened veteran, how would he give these holders of the white pieces the chance to form formations? Although he didn’t kill a single person, every enemy he threw landed with precision, completely disrupting the enemy’s standing positions, cutting off any chance of forming formations.

Without stopping even half a step, walking through as if cutting wheat!

Wherever he passed, enemies tumbled down in droves, flying through the air.

On Zhao Zi’s chessboard, the white pieces moved away one by one. A black piece stepped out from the corner, heading straight for the Heavenly Origin, unhindered.

Zhao Zi’s cold and indifferent eyes showed no expression as she slowly picked up a white piece between her thumb and middle finger, about to place it down.

"Wait."

A voice spoke thus.

A slender figure, donned in a purple official uniform, suddenly appeared in this chess game world.

Across from Zhao Zi, the Governor of South Xia, Su Guanying, gracefully sat down.

"I’ve long heard of Zhao Zi’s name, coming a long way to South Border, how could you play alone?" She looked into Zhao Zi’s eyes, clear as water, and also extended two fingers, picking up a black piece from the chess basket.

Zhao Zi calmly met her gaze: "Oh? Wen has heard of Su Guanying, you have actually heard my name?"

These two were rare beauties. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

One was world-weary beautiful, the other delicately beautiful.

Sitting opposite, playing such a game, was indeed a rare scenery.

"As Governor of South Border, carrying immense responsibility. A so-called beauty, keeping me up day and night," Su Guanying placed her gaze back on the board, smiling faintly, placing the black piece she held.

She was seated later but made the first move!

Boom!

A fierce-looking Shi Mingcheng descended from the sky. His body wrapped in Soldier Slayer, roaring endlessly like a dragon and a tiger. His military boots fell like a collapsing mountain, seemingly set to shatter the sky and the entire chess game world.

"The rabble of Equality Country, come quickly to meet your doom!" His shout shook the entire chess game world.

The foundation of this world had been shaken!

Even though Zhao Zi was in an absolute sense a strong True Man of the Age, she couldn’t possibly hold the chess game world against Su Guanying and Shi Mingcheng.

Therefore, she flipped her hand over and immediately placed the white piece between her fingers. This piece landed directly opposite the black piece set down by Su Guanying.

Then a man dressed as a merchant appeared in the massive crisscrossed grid, his form condensing slowly but with speed.

He had a very amicable face, the kind that inspires trust in business dealings. At that moment, he half-squatted on the ground, looking up at Shi Mingcheng descending from the sky, grinning widely: "Qian Chou, Dao Protector of Equality Country, greets Marshal Shi."

Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped straight towards the high sky, facing Shi Mingcheng amidst the ever-shrinking crisscrossed grids, within the ethereal shifting clouds!