Chapter 29 One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Displaying Divine Power

Inside the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Chess Array, it had already turned into a purgatory.

Billions of starlight rays wove into a net of heaven and earth, each strand as sharp as Innate Geng Metal Qi.

They sliced through the protective immortal light, emitting a teeth-gritting "hissing" sound.

The Twelve Golden Immortals were forcibly separated onto different stellar coordinates, their Divine Thought cut off from each other, completely reduced to isolated islands fighting on their own.

Taiyi Zhenren offered up his Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover; nine fire dragons roared out, but were instantly shredded by the Zhou Tian starlight.

Assimilated, they instead became part of the star power, turning back to attack him.

"Damn it! What kind of hellish Formation is this!" He cursed loudly, but a chill rose in his heart.

Their magic power was being consumed at a terrifying rate.

Yet the power of this starry Universe seemed endless, cyclical, and ceaseless.

On the other side, Chi Jingzi held the Yin and Yang Mirror and shone it toward the incoming starlight.

Wherever the mirror light reached, the star power was instantly decomposed into the most primordial Yin and Yang Qi.

But before he could even catch his breath, more starlight swept in from all directions, forcing him into a flustered state.

"It's the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array!" Chi Jingzi, being knowledgeable, finally identified the root of the Formation, but as soon as he spoke, he denied it himself.

"No! That's not right! In this Formation... there are changes of Way of Chess! The gates of life and death are all within a square inch, moving according to one's will! We cannot find the Formation eye, because every star is a Formation eye, yet none of them are!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Dao Hearts of all the Golden Immortals who were still struggling to support themselves sank in unison.

This meant that what they were facing was not a dead Formation, but a living chess player who was playing against them!

Outside the chess game, above Three Immortals Island.

Gu Ziyuan sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, eyes tightly closed.

In front of him, that "Mountains and Rivers Society Chessboard (Pseudo)" shone brightly, and the three hundred and sixty-five star chess pieces upon it were spinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each rotation represented the evolution of thousands of kill moves within the chess game.

Duobao Daoren, Yunxiao, and the other eight stood in eight directions, their faces pale, and the magic power within them surged into the chessboard like floodwaters from an opened sluice, maintaining the operation of this peerless Formation.

They watched that figure in green robes, who with his own strength commanded the entire chess game and toyed with twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the palm of his hand; the shock in their hearts could no longer be described in words.

How could this be a Profound Immortal?

This was clearly an ancient mighty figure wearing the skin of a Profound Immortal!

"Junior Brother... what exactly is his background?" Our Lady of the Tortoise Spirit muttered to herself, her voice filled with a trace of awe.

Duobao Daoren took a deep breath, suppressing the raging waves in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "No need to ask. Output your magic power with all your might! Today, we shall follow Junior Brother Ziyuan and create a myth!"

Inside the chess game.

Guangchengzi appeared like a mad demon.

As the head disciple of the Chan Sect and a personal disciple of a Saint, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating shame?

Being trapped by a Profound Immortal and toyed with like a monkey—this was more unbearable than killing him!

"You brat! How dare you humiliate me to this extent!"

He roared at the sky, his eyes blood-red, and actually ceased all defense, allowing several rays of starlight to pierce through his shoulder blades and thighs, bringing up sprays of Golden Immortal blood.

"Open for me!!!"

Guangchengzi suddenly spat out a mouthful of Origin blood essence, sprinkling it onto the heaven-turning seal!

Hum—!

That Acquired number one Karma supreme treasure, formed from half of Mount Buzhou, saw its aura skyrocket after absorbing its master's blood essence!

It stirred the Origin of Thick Earth in the nether, transforming into an ancient divine mountain of unknown tens of thousands of zhang in height, seemingly intending to crush this fake starry sky, along with the real world behind it!

Relying on his life-bond connection with the heaven-turning seal, he forcibly locked onto the weakest and most core spatial node within the endless stellar trajectories!

That was exactly where Gu Ziyuan's true body was!

"Found you!"

Guangchengzi's face twisted into a ferocious smile; regardless of everything, he poured all his magic power and Primordial Spirit power into the heaven-turning seal and smashed it fiercely toward that coordinate!

This strike was his Peak strike, exchanged by burning his Dao foundation!

He was confident that even an ordinary Quasi-Saint would not dare to take it head-on!

Just as that world-destroying divine mountain was about to tear through the spatial barrier.

Gu Ziyuan, outside the chess game, suddenly opened his eyes.

In those calm eyes, there was not a trace of panic, but rather a flicker of cold mockery.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He did not choose to take it head-on, nor did he choose to dodge.

He saw his figure sway slightly.

The next moment, under the horrified gaze of Duobao Daoren and the others, two figures, identical to him in aura, appearance, and cultivation, walked out from within his body out of thin air!

Divine Ability—One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!

One figure, holding that sea-fixing divine needle which had been re-refined by the Tongtian Cult Master, stepped out, meeting the unstoppable heaven-turning seal, and shouted softly.

"Suppress!"

The other figure stepped into the Mountains and Rivers Society Chessboard in front of him, forming hand seals with both hands.

The chessboard's light shone twice as bright, and within the chess game, the starlight strangulation targeting the other eleven Golden Immortals instantly became ten times more fierce!

And Gu Ziyuan's true body seized the split second when Guangchengzi had unleashed his full power, his old strength spent and new strength not yet born, leaving his own defense at its weakest.

He slowly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together.

At his fingertips, a chess piece, pitch-black as ink and seemingly capable of swallowing all light, silently condensed.

Upon that black piece, there was no world-destroying magic power fluctuation, only a kind of... "suppression" rule that brooked no doubt and no resistance!

That was his strongest kill move, derived from three months of contemplating the heaven-turning seal and fusing it with his own Way of Chess!

Gu Ziyuan's gaze pierced through layers of space, precisely landing on Guangchengzi's Primordial Spirit, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold arc.

"Courtesy demands reciprocity."

"Fellow Daoist, take my seal as well."

"Tian Yuan · heaven-turning seal!"

The moment the words fell, that pitch-black chess piece ignored the distance of time and space, appearing directly above Guangchengzi's head!

Carrying the supreme might of the entire Zhou Tian Xing Dou Chess Array and the suppressing Dao rhyme of the Mountains and Rivers Society, it crashed down!

Guangchengzi, who was in the midst of fully driving the heaven-turning seal and fantasizing about smashing Gu Ziyuan into meat paste the next second, felt the smile on his face suddenly freeze.

An extreme fear, originating from the depths of his Soul, instantly engulfed him!

He looked up abruptly, his pupils suddenly contracting into the most dangerous pinpoints!

How is this possible?!

The aura emanating from that chess piece, that Dao rhyme suppressing all things... was clearly the Origin power of the heaven-turning seal!

Moreover, it was even purer and more domineering than what he himself had driven!

The shadow of death, for the first time, so vividly shrouded the Primordial Spirit of this Chan Sect head disciple.

He wanted to flee, wanted to hide, wanted to offer up his protective Spirit Treasure...

Yet he despaired to find that even the "rule" of moving a single finger had been completely stripped away by that tiny chess piece!