Chapter 5 Fellow Daoist, your mind is in turmoil.

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal placed a piece, and killing intent instantly flared.

The magic power contained within the chess piece collided brutally with the internal structure of the Heaven and Earth Board, attempting to dismantle this "Exotic Treasure" from within.

In his view, this wasn't playing chess at all, but rather a different form of magical combat.

He intended to use his Primordial Spirit, vast as the sea from his Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, combined with pure magic power, to crush all of Gu Ziyuan's defenses like dry weeds.

He wanted to make him lose, make him die, and make him lose all face!

“Your turn, trash!” Long-eared Dingguang Immortal looked up, his eyes sinister, making no effort to hide his murderous intent.

The atmosphere of the entire scene froze to the extreme.

Bixiao’s heart leapt into her throat as she stared intently at Gu Ziyuan, terrified that his Primordial Spirit would be shattered by that overbearing magic power in the next second.

Zhao Ming and the others were filled with fanatical excitement, as if they had already seen Gu Ziyuan bleeding from his seven orifices, kneeling and begging for mercy in a miserable end.

However, Gu Ziyuan merely extended two fingers and leisurely picked up a white piece from the chess bowl.

His movements carried no hint of worldly strife, as if he weren't engaged in a life-or-death gamble, but was instead in his own backyard, sipping tea and casually tapping chess pieces.

Clack.

The white piece fell.

The sound wasn't loud, yet it was exceptionally clear.

The piece landed in a corner of the board, a remote spot that seemed to have absolutely no connection to the killing intent at the center.

“Putting on an act!” Long-eared Dingguang Immortal sneered.

In the deductions of his powerful Primordial Spirit, this move was weak, powerless, and riddled with flaws—simply the random act of a three-year-old child.

Without hesitation, he grabbed another black piece and slammed it down!

Bang!

The black piece was like a small black mountain, carrying a violent Aura as it directly invaded the white pieces' sphere of influence, forming an encirclement.

“It's over, the white piece is surrounded!”

“Is there even a point in continuing? His path to survival was blocked right at the start!”

“Hahaha, I told you, how could a Heavenly Immortal trash possibly understand the Way of Chess? This is simply a laughingstock!”

Among the spectating Outer Sect Disciples, many had already pronounced Gu Ziyuan's death sentence in advance.

The smile on Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's face grew richer; he wanted to use this most barbaric and unreasonable method to tell everyone that in the face of absolute strength, any struggle was futile.

Bixiao’s brow, however, was tightly furrowed.

She didn't understand chess, but her Primordial Spirit cultivation was not weak.

In her eyes, although Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's playstyle was fierce, it appeared chaotic and filled with a violent air.

And after Gu Ziyuan’s seemingly casual white piece fell, the Aura of the entire chessboard seemed to undergo an indescribable, subtle change.

It was as if an invisible great net had quietly pulled open one corner.

Gu Ziyuan ignored everyone's comments, his expression calm as he placed another piece.

Clack.

It was still a seemingly insignificant move.

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal grinned savagely, pressing forward step by step. The black pieces on the board were like a pack of hungry wolves, crazily tearing at the living space of the white pieces.

Ten moves.

Twenty moves.

Thirty moves...

On the board, the black pieces had already occupied over seventy percent of the territory, dividing and surrounding the scattered white pieces as if they could completely devour them at any moment.

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's advantage was as vast as heaven and earth.

Yet his expression was becoming increasingly unsightly.

A layer of fine sweat even broke out on his forehead.

Something was wrong!

Something was very wrong!

He felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

No matter how he urged his Primordial Spirit or how he attacked, the game before him seemed shrouded in a thick mist.

He clearly held an absolute advantage, yet he constantly felt a stifling sense of having strength but no place to use it.

He wanted to swallow the opponent's great Dragon in one breath, but found that the Dragon's 'liberties' were ridiculously numerous, as if it were integrated with the entire world, making it impossible to kill!

He wanted to cut the connections between the white pieces, but found that those seemingly scattered pieces always had a mysterious resonance with each other, like a vast starry sky—seemingly unrelated, yet forming their own entity that secretly aligned with some supreme Dao trajectory.

He wasn't playing chess against a person!

He was playing against a heaven, against a Universe!

“This... this is impossible!”

For the first time, panic appeared in Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's mindset.

He was a grand Taiyi Golden Immortal, one of the Seven Attendant Immortals; how powerful was his Primordial Spirit power? Deducing billions of variations should be a matter of an instant.

But now, he even became hesitant about where to place his next move!

“What's going on? Why has Senior Brother Dingguang Immortal stopped?”

“Yeah, with the black pieces having such a huge advantage, can't he just crush him directly?”

The spectating Disciples also noticed the anomaly.

The look in Bixiao’s beautiful eyes had long since been replaced by deep shock.

She tried to probe the chess game with her Primordial Spirit, wanting to perform some deductions.

But as soon as her Divine Thought touched the chessboard, it was as if she were gently flicked away by a vast and boundless power.

There was no killing intent in that power, but it was full of "rejection."

It was as if saying: Below the level of a Saint, all are ants, unqualified to witness this match!

“This guy...” Bixiao sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at Gu Ziyuan as if she were seeing him for the first time.

How was this some trash waiting around to die?

This was clearly a prehistoric beast that had been dormant for eons!

“Kid, stop playing tricks!”

Unable to break through for a long time, Long-eared Dingguang Immortal completely lost his patience. His Dao Heart faltered, and he began to launch verbal attacks without restraint.

“Chess is chess, stop stalling! Are you scared? Place your piece! This seat will smash this broken stone of yours to pieces today!”

Gu Ziyuan finally lifted his eyelids.

In those eyes, as calm as an ancient well, a faint smile appeared for the first time, like a cat toying with a mouse.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly as he uttered a few words.

“Fellow Daoist, your heart is in turmoil.”

“Further talk is useless; you have already lost.”

The moment his voice fell.

Gu Ziyuan picked up a white piece and dropped it casually.

Clack!

This move was like the finishing touch that brings a painted dragon to life!

Like the fulcrum that pries the entire Universe!

Buzz—!

The entire Heaven and Earth Board emitted a hum that vibrated through the Divine Soul!

On the board, all the white pieces that previously seemed scattered, chaotic, and heavily besieged seemed to come alive at this moment!

Spread out like stars, they resonated with one another!

Invisible strands of Qi connected all the white pieces into lines, instantly sketching out a peerless Dragon that spanned the entire board!

That great white Dragon raised its head and swayed its tail, its Dragon prestige vast and mighty!

And all the previously aggressive and overbearing black pieces instantly lost their luster at this moment.

All their liberties, all their paths to survival, were... completely locked down by that great white Dragon in an instant!

Slaying the Dragon?

No!

It was the White Dragon, slaughtering all the black pieces!

“Pfft—!”

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal was struck as if by lightning, violently spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his body trembling fiercely.

He widened his narrow rabbit-like eyes and stared fixedly at the board, his face filled with shock, fear, and disbelief.

“No... impossible! This... what kind of chess strategy is this?!”

“My magic power... my magic power is draining!”

He discovered with horror that an irresistible, terrifying suction was coming from the board, frantically extracting the magic power from his body through his Primordial Spirit connection with those black pieces!

The Zhenlong Chess Game, a prison formed on the spot!

Once in the game, it would not stop until the magic power was sucked dry!

“You... what did you do to me?!” Long-eared Dingguang Immortal was both shocked and enraged, pointing at Gu Ziyuan, his voice trembling.

Gu Ziyuan stood up unhurriedly and looked down at him from a height, his expression indifferent.

“Nothing much, just played a game of chess with you.”

He extended his hand.

“The gamble, I won.”

“That Low Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the immortal binding ring, hand it over.”