In the void where darkness and coldness persist forever, Saint Elder Duanmu Peng sat cross-legged, with a chessboard in front of him, twisting the black pieces in his hands as if in deep thought.
The warriors playing chess with Saint Elder Duan Mupeng were two old men in black robes. They sat cross-legged side by side, opposite the chessboard.
Compared with the calm contemplation of the holy elder Duanmupeng, the two black-robed old men were on tenterhooks, with a thin layer of cold sweat overflowing on their faces.
These two black-robed old men were clearly the supreme Taoist masters belonging to Chunyang Sect and Phoenix Valley.
While they played chess with the holy elder Duan Mupeng, they paid attention to every move of the outside world.
These two people have also studied the matter of playing chess, and their chess skills are extremely superb.
On the other hand, the holy elder Duanmu Peng was not good at chess. He made many mistakes on the chessboard and was killed and lost his armor.
These two old men in black robes have tried their best to expose flaws and give Holy Elder Duanmupeng a chance to win.
They want to lose the chess game as soon as possible and get away to deal with things in the demon world.
Just now, Holy Elder Duan Mupeng suddenly appeared here, and with great interest, he invited these two people to play a game of chess.
Faced with the invitation of a warrior at the level of a great supernatural power user, these two people naturally did not dare not to give face, so this scene in the void occurred.
When they started playing chess, Lin Bai and Shen Haoyue, the Holy Son of Chunyang Sect, had not yet played against each other, but until now, they had already heard Shen Haoyue's shouts.
The two old men in black robes already knew very well that the holy elder Duan Mupeng would never appear here to play chess with them for no reason. He must have come with a goal.
At present, the outside world, Shen Haoyue, the Holy Son of Chunyang Sect, and Ji Ruoci from Phoenix Valley are gradually unable to withstand the situation, and their lives are about to be in danger.
But they couldn't end the chess game early, and they didn't dare to turn against the holy elder Duan Mupeng.
So, there was a stalemate.
"Ancestor, save me!"
"Ancestor, save me!"
The shouts of Shen Haoyue, the Holy Son of Chunyang Sect, kept echoing in the surrounding void. The two black-robed old men heard it, and the holy elder Duan Mupeng also heard it.
But Saint Elder Duan Mupeng didn't make any reaction or move. He still looked at the chessboard silently, thinking about the next move.
The muscles at the corners of the eyes of the two old men in black robes twitched a few times. They wanted to show up and go to rescue them, but they knew very well that Holy Elder Duan Mupeng would not let them go so easily.
The ancestor of the Chunyang Sect wanted to leave, but the ancestor of the Phoenix Valley quietly held down his sleeves and signaled him not to act rashly.
After experiencing another move, the ancestor of Phoenix Valley tried his best to put on a smile and asked:
"Senior Duanmu, you have been thinking about this for a long time."
"This child can fall here!"
The ancestor of Phoenix Valley smiled and pointed at an area on the chessboard, and said with a smile:
"In this way, your game of chess is complete."
Holy Elder Duanmu Lin twisted the black piece, frowned slightly, followed the other person's suggestion, and dropped the piece.
"My son is here, so where will your son be?"
The Phoenix Valley Patriarch who had just picked up the Bai Zi suddenly trembled twice when he heard this. The Bai Zi he had raised suddenly did not dare to drop it easily.
Holy Elder Duan Mulin stared at all the black and white pieces on the hope, and said in deep thought:
"As you said, if my piece falls here, my game of chess will come alive and it will be complete."
"But you are going to lose."
The ancestor of Phoenix Valley slowly raised his finger and casually dropped the white piece on his fingertip in an inconspicuous position that had no effect on the chessboard.
"Being able to play chess with Senior Duanmu, winning or losing doesn't matter anymore."
Holy Elder Duanmu Lin calmly picked up another black piece from the chess box, placed it in front of him and began to think.
The ancestor of the Chunyang Sect sitting aside was paying close attention to the situation outside. He saw that the Second Divine Son was completely suppressing the Holy Son of the Chunyang Sect, Shen Haoyue, and had already forced Shen Haoyue to continuously use his trump cards.
Even so, Shen Haoyue, the Holy Son of Chunyang Sect, could no longer hold on any longer.
The ancestor of the Chunyang Sect looked angry and puffed up his cheeks and took a deep breath. However, when he saw the holy elder Duan Mulin in front of him, most of the anger in his heart quietly disappeared.
He pondered for a while, then gathered up the courage and chose to ask:
"Senior Duanmu, Jiuyou Demon Palace has already planned to take action against our Chunyang Sect and Phoenix Valley?"
"Is that why the Demon Palace sent Emperor Lin Bai to capture Shen Haoyue and Ji Ruoci?"
Saint Elder Duanmu Lin did not answer, but looked firmly at the chessboard, thinking about where to place the next piece.
The ancestor of Chunyang Sect didn't hear the answer for a long time, and then said:
"Senior Duanmu, I remember that in the circle of high-level warriors with great supernatural powers, there is an unwritten rule, that is, those with great supernatural powers are not allowed to interfere at will in the wars in the demon world, right?"
Saint Elder Duanmu Lin did not even raise his eyes to look at the ancestor of Chunyang Sect, but instead asked in surprise:
"Have I interfered with the affairs of the demon world?"
The ancestor of the Chunyang Sect suddenly frowned, and a slight joy appeared on his face, but when the holy elder Duan Mulin said the second half of his sentence, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Unwritten rules are unwritten rules after all!"
The implication of this statement is...the unwritten rules, they are only willing to abide by them if they want to abide by them.
Once they don't want to comply, they can just stop complying.
After all, no one stipulates any severe punishment for those with great supernatural powers who intervene in the war in the demon world.
No one dares to punish those with great supernatural powers!
After thinking about it, the ancestor of Chunyang Sect said softly:
"My ancestor of the Shen family and Senior Duanmu have been acquaintances for many years."
Holy Elder Duanmu Lin nodded lightly, but instead of avoiding the question, he sneered:
"Isn't Old Ghost Shen over 30,000 years old?"
"Isn't he dead yet?"
Saint Elder Duanmu Lin first pointed out the age of the ancestor of the Shen family, just to let the ancestor of the Chunyang Sect know...this ancestor would not live long.
The ancestor of the Chunyang Sect originally wanted to use the name of the ancestor of the Shen family to make the holy elder Duan Mulin afraid, but he did not expect that the other party would see the flaw.
As Saint Elder Duan Mulin said, the ancestor of the Shen family of Chunyang Sect, the founder of the Shen family, is now over 30,000 years old.
The lifespan of a normal great supernatural power user is about 20,000 to 30,000 years. Obviously, this ancestor of the Shen family has reached the point where his life is exhausted.
This is also one of the Chunyang Sect's biggest reliances. Once it loses the protection of this ancestor, the Chunyang Sect will no longer have any strength to pose a threat to the Nine Nether Demon Palace.
Holy Elder Duanmu Lingzi looked at Xilan and said lightly:
"If Old Ghost Shen were dead, maybe dealing with Chunyang Sect wouldn't be so troublesome!"
Even the holy elder Duan Mulin had to be wary of a great supernatural being who was about to expire.
After all, there is no telling what terrible things these great supernatural beings will do once their lifespan is about to expire.
As long as he was willing, he could even take the lives of millions of people to be buried with him.
This is also one of the scruples in the heart of Jiuyou Demon Palace. They are afraid that the action against Chunyang Sect will be too radical, causing this great magical power user who has not long lived to take revenge wildly!
At this time.
Saint Elder Duan Mupeng, who seemed to be thinking about the next move, but was actually paying attention to the external situation, had sensed that the external affairs were about to end.
He casually dropped a chess piece on the chessboard, and there was a "pop" sound as it hit the ground.
The two black-robed warriors looked at each other one after another, and couldn't help but feel horrified. Bai Zi, who originally had room for maneuver, was already helpless after the fall of Saint Elder Duan Mupeng.
The two ancestors from Chunyang Sect and Phoenix Valley were dumbfounded. Only then did they realize that Saint Elder Duan Mupeng was the real chess master.
I'm afraid that Saint Elder Duan Mupeng was already sure of defeating them on the chessboard, but he was just stalling for time.
"The outcome has been decided."
Holy Elder Duanmu Peng stood up slowly, his tall figure standing upright in the void like a benchmark.
"On the chessboard, the outcome is decided."
"Outside the chessboard, the outcome is determined."
He said and looked at the two people: "We will give you time to put away the little thoughts of Chunyang Sect and Phoenix Valley. You'd better be obedient."
To be continued...