Power of the Road

“Old Bo, don't get excited.”

Seeing his reaction, Yi Feng hurried to explain, “I just saw that you were itching to play chess here, so I wanted to play a game with you. I didn't have any other intentions. And since we were going to play chess, we certainly couldn't play on a dead game, right?"

"So what's the point of sticking to this deadlock? We might as well start over and have a refreshing new game. Don't you agree?"

Yi Feng spoke lightly with a faint smile, dividing the black and white chess pieces neatly and putting them back in the chess pot.

However.

At this moment, Yi Feng's smile seemed profoundly unfathomable in Ye Tiansheng's eyes.

And echoing in his mind were Yi Feng's words.

What's the point of sticking to a deadlock? Might as well start over...

Was he implying something?

Ye Tiansheng sat down again, and at the same time suppressed the anger he felt at his chess game being destroyed.

Because in front of Yi Feng's skills, anger and impulsiveness were meaningless.

He might as well calm down and take a good look at what this young man was up to.

Perhaps that way, there might still be a ray of hope for the Heavenly Sword Sect.

On the other side.

At the same moment Yi Feng put away the chess game, ripples suddenly appeared in the invisible fluctuations over the Heavenly Sword Sect. Then, under countless eyes, a barrier shattered like bubbles.

Also at the moment it shattered, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect let out a deafening sound.

The earth shook and countless buildings collapsed, with bottomless cracks splitting open the ground.

"What?"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect's guardian grand formation and foundations have been destroyed!"

"What exactly happened?"

"Run for it! The whole mountain gate is collapsing, run!"

With the buildings collapsing and the foundations destroyed, countless broken formations leaked, filling the entire Heavenly Sword Sect with danger.

So at this moment, tragic screams rang out everywhere in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and countless disciples started flying out of the mountain.

"What on earth happened?"

"Could something have happened with the Old Ancestor?"

"Is the Heavenly Sword Sect, passed down for countless generations, going to be destroyed just like this?"

High up in the sky, Duan Qingfeng and the others watched the entire Heavenly Sword Sect below them starting to collapse, their eyes filled with bloodshot fury.

Even so, he still reacted correctly through his tears and quickly issued orders.

"Pass down the command, everyone evacuate the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Even if the mountain gate was destroyed, they couldn't let the disciples in the mountain be buried with it.

"Old Bo, it's started."

Yi Feng smiled faintly, slowly lowering the white chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard.

Ye Tiansheng nodded, but when he looked towards the chessboard, his whole body froze in shock.

Especially when Yi Feng placed down that chess piece, it was like a rock being thrown into a calm lake, sending ripples across the chessboard.

At this moment, the entire chessboard changed.

The surrounding environment also changed.

The two sat cross-legged in the void, with the vast starry sky overhead and halos of light all around. The ground had become a Eight Diagrams figure, clearly delineated into yin and yang.

"This is..."

"The power of the Great Dao?"

Ye Tiansheng was so shocked his eyes and mouth were wide open, and tidal waves churned in his heart.

For ordinary cultivators, comprehending martial intent was like a sudden enlightenment that led to great improvements.

But the power of the Great Dao was on another level. Gaining even a bit could bring one good fortune and strengthen the body, improving not just one's cultivation level, but their overall quality.

To break through and ascend to immortality also required comprehending sufficient power of the Great Dao.

Yet throughout the history of the Immortal River Continent, among the countless martial emperors, the number who succeeded in breaking through and ascending could be counted on one's fingers.

This was enough to show what the power of the Great Dao meant to cultivators.

But now, the Great Dao's power was contained everywhere around this chessboard, leaving Ye Tiansheng with a dry mouth and tongue.

Only a celestial being from the heavens could accomplish something like this.

That meant the youth before him was...an immortal from the heavens!

Ye Tiansheng sucked in a breath.

Of course, what perplexed him even more was that this young man didn't seem intent on attacking him. On the contrary, he was bestowing upon him a heaven-sent opportunity.

Just what was going on here?

On one hand he had wrecked the Heavenly Sword Sect's foundations, while on the other he gave him this great chance.

Ye Tiansheng was completely mystified.

But mystified or not, when facing the chance to comprehend the Great Dao's power, no one could resist.

For a time, Ye Tiansheng racked his brains and exerted all his efforts to match wits against Yi Feng in the game.

But what left him thoroughly astonished was that no matter how he tried to gain an advantage, Yi Feng always saw through his intentions. And just when he was in dire straits, Yi Feng would open up an escape route.

"Hmm!"

"This old guy's skills are pretty good. I haven't had such an enjoyable game in a long time. This should give me quite a bit of experience!"

Looking at Ye Tiansheng, Yi Feng mused inwardly.

But after going easy on him for so long, it was about time to end it.

Yi Feng smiled faintly and placed down the final piece.

"This is..."

"A draw."

Ye Tiansheng looked at the chessboard before him, filled with incomprehension.

Because Yi Feng had countless chances to win yet ended with a draw instead. What was the meaning behind this?