Chapter 11 The Sage's Decree Shocks All Immortals!

Daoist Duobao looked deeply, very deeply at Gu Ziyuan.

In that gaze, there was no anger, no resentment, only a solemnity as if looking at an existence of the same Rank.

He said nothing.

Silence, at times, carries more weight than any words.

In the next moment, he waved his large sleeve, and a burst of Immortal light swept up the pile of mangled flesh on the ground that no longer resembled a human form.

Along with that faint flicker of Primordial Spirit fire, he turned and tore through the Void Realm, stepping into it and vanishing.

From beginning to end, he didn't leave behind a single harsh word.

Because he knew that for the Junior Brother before him, any threat would appear pale and laughable.

This person, this chess game, this matter... had exceeded his scope of response. He must immediately report to Revered Master!

With Daoist Duobao's departure, the Grand Unity pressure weighing on everyone's heads also dissipated.

However, on Siguo Cliff, a silence even more deathly than before fell.

Gulp.

Someone swallowed hard, the sound particularly piercing in this silence.

Following that was the rustling sound of robes rubbing together.

It was the spectating Disciples, subconsciously and silently backing away.

As if the person sitting before them wasn't a man, but a Primordial Vicious Beast that could devour someone at any moment.

Their gazes converged on the figure who had sat back down on the stone stool.

He clearly still looked like a Heavenly Immortal in cultivation, dressed in snow-white clothes with a gentle temperament.

But at this moment, in everyone's eyes, he seemed shrouded in an impenetrable blood-colored mist, and that stone chessboard was the entrance to Shura Hell.

chess obsessive? Trash?

Whoever still dared to think that was a true fool!

This was a peerless, ruthless man who used chess as a blade and dared to pull a Grand Unity Golden Immortal down from his high horse!

Amidst this atmosphere of fear, a fiery red figure did the opposite.

Bixiao Fairy bit her red lip lightly, her beautiful eyes, which always burned with flames, were now filled with extremely complex emotions.

There was shock, suspicion, but more than that, an unprecedented curiosity and... a strange brilliance.

Step by step, braving the invisible pressure, she walked to Gu Ziyuan's side.

"You..." She opened her mouth, her voice—usually as crisp as a Phoenix's cry—now carried a trace of imperceptible trembling, "What exactly is your Way of Chess?"

This question was also the doubt in the hearts of everyone present.

Gu Ziyuan was unhurriedly picking up the white pieces scattered on the chessboard one by one. Hearing this, his movements paused.

He looked up at Bixiao, a faint, calm smile appearing on his face, as if the person who had just displayed such shocking killing intent wasn't him.

"Heaven and earth are the board, all living beings are the pieces."

His voice was flat, yet like the resonance of the Great Dao, it struck deep into Bixiao's Primordial Spirit.

"Fellow Daoist, you are also in the game."

Boom!

Bixiao Fairy felt as if struck by lightning, her entire body freezing in place, her beautiful eyes instantly losing focus.

Heaven and earth are the board, all living beings are the pieces...

Such grand talk! Such a terrifying Dao!

This was no longer the Immortal Dao, but... the Heavenly Dao!

She wanted to ask more, but looking into Gu Ziyuan's eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, she found she couldn't utter a single word.

In those eyes, what she saw wasn't a fellow Junior Brother, but a vast starry sky encompassing everything and calculating an infinite future.

Just as the atmosphere on Siguo Cliff became profoundly mystical.

Dong—!

A clear and melodious chime of a bell came from the Nine Heavens without warning, instantly echoing throughout Jinao Island!

This bell chime didn't carry a trace of magic power, yet it seemed to possess a great power that could penetrate everything. Whether it was an Elder in secluded cultivation or a Disciple immersed in comprehension, all were instantly awakened at this moment.

"It's the... Golden Bell of Biyou Palace!"

"In the Saint's Daoist field, the Golden Bell doesn't ring without cause. What major event has occurred?!"

"Could the Great Tribulation have begun early?!"

For a moment, on Jinao Island, countless powerful Divine Thoughts soared into the sky from various Immortal Caves, intertwining in the air. Filled with shock and confusion, they all turned toward the source of the chime—Biyou Palace.

Then, under the horrified gazes of all the Disciples on Siguo Cliff.

A brilliant golden radiance spread out from the direction of Biyou Palace, like an Immortal bridge spanning across the sky, its end point being precisely the Siguo Cliff beneath their feet!

As the golden light faded, a delicately carved Daoist boy with red lips and white teeth, treading on seven-colored auspicious clouds and holding a scroll of a golden Decree, slowly descended.

He didn't have an astonishing Aura, but that pure, holy Aura originating from the Saint's Daoist field made all the Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals present feel a sense of awe from their Souls, and they all bowed their heads, not daring to look directly.

"It's... Water-Fire Boy!" Bixiao whispered in shock, the color draining from her face.

This was a personal attendant who served by the Revered Master's side year-round. Why would he come here?

Under the gaze of the multitude, Water-Fire Boy remained expressionless, his gaze scanning the field before finally settling on Gu Ziyuan, who was still calmly collecting chess pieces on the stone stool.

He unfurled the golden Decree in his hand and declared in a voice that was youthful yet contained supreme majesty:

"The Saint's Decree!"

Boom!

These four words were like a bolt of creation lightning, exploding in the minds of every living being on Jinao Island.

All Disciples, whether outer or inner, regardless of cultivation level, bowed in salute at this moment, their expressions solemn to the extreme.

"By order—"

Water-Fire Boy's voice spread to every corner of Jinao Island.

"Outer Sect Disciple, Gu Ziyuan, proceed immediately to Biyou Palace for an Audience!"

"Order for Outer Sect Disciple Gu Ziyuan to proceed immediately to Biyou Palace for an Audience!"

The voice echoed, lingering for a long time.

The entire Jinao Island, after a brief, deathly silence, instantly erupted!

Countless Divine Thoughts, like a school of startled fish, suddenly converged on Siguo Cliff, toward that white-clothed figure named "Gu Ziyuan."

"Gu Ziyuan? Which Gu Ziyuan?"

"An Outer Sect Disciple? How can an Outer Sect Disciple be personally summoned by the Saint?!"

"I didn't hear wrong, did I? It's an Audience! Not a summons for a crime! This is the first time since the creation of the world!"

"Just who is this Gu Ziyuan?!"

A single stone stirred a thousand ripples!

The entire Jie Sect, tens of thousands of Immortals, at this moment, were completely boiling over because of a name they had never heard of!

Bixiao Fairy covered her red lips, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her gaze toward Gu Ziyuan had changed from looking at a "fellow Disciple" to looking at a mass of unfathomable mist.

She finally understood.

What chess obsessive, what lying low...

This man had sat on Siguo Cliff for ten thousand years, and what he was waiting for was perhaps today!

And the focus of the entire scene, Gu Ziyuan, finally placed the last chess piece gently back into the box.

He stood up, brushed off non-existent dust from his robes, and looked up at the boy holding the Decree, his face still wearing that calm and breezy smile.

It was as if being summoned by a Saint was, to him, merely changing locations to play chess.

He gave a slight bow to the boy and calmly uttered two words.

"Decree accepted."