Chapter 6 Those who insult the way of chess deserve to be executed!

Gu Ziyuan's voice was very calm, as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.

Yet these calm words, falling into the ears of everyone present, were no less than a thunderclap.

Won?

A Heavenly Immortal really won against a Taiyi Golden Immortal on a chessboard?

The color drained completely from Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's face. His body swayed, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

He stared fixedly at the board, his Primordial Spirit performing frantic deductions at an unprecedented speed, trying to find even the slightest chance of a comeback.

There was none!

Absolutely none!

Across the entire board, his black stones were being strangled into fragments by that great white Dragon. All paths for Qi and all signs of life were completely blocked.

This was a dead game! A dead game through and through!

"No! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Long-eared Dingguang Immortal suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and looking like a crazed demon. "What kind of sorcerous chess play is this? It has never been recorded within our Jiejiao Daoist Scriptures! You cheated!"

At this stage, he actually began to deny the outcome.

The spectating Disciples burst into an uproar, their gazes toward Long-eared Dingguang Immortal unconsciously carrying a hint of disdain.

A loss is a loss. Did one of the Seven Attendant Immortals truly possess such poor grace?

Bixiao's brow furrowed even deeper, and her disgust for Long-eared Dingguang Immortal reached its peak.

"Senior Brother, you agreed to the bet personally before everyone's eyes. How can you go back on your word?"

"I..." Long-eared Dingguang Immortal was left speechless by Bixiao's words, his face turning the color of pig liver.

Gu Ziyuan looked at him, his face still expressionless. He simply extended a finger and lightly tapped the stone chessboard in front of him.

Thud.

A soft sound.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying an indisputable sense of authority.

"A stone played cannot be retracted."

"Senior Brother Long-eared, it is your turn on the board."

The moment his voice fell, a bone-chilling aura of slaughter suddenly radiated from that ordinary-looking chessboard!

The chess pieces, which were originally just entangled in Qi, seemed to come alive at this moment, transforming into grim blades, spears, swords, and halberds—a roaring torrent of armored steel!

Hum!

Even the air was vibrating!

The Outer Sect Disciples watching all changed countenance. They felt an invisible, sharp aura rush at them, stinging their Primordial Spirits. Those with weaker cultivation retreated repeatedly, their eyes filled with terror.

How was this still a game of chess?

This was clearly a peerless killing Formation that condensed mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"What... what does he want to do?"

"Such terrifying Killing Intent! Is this really something a Heavenly Immortal can possess?"

Zhao Ming and Li Qing were already pale with fright, their legs shaking like sieves. Only now did they truly realize what a terrifying existence they had provoked!

Bixiao's mind was even more shaken!

She finally understood!

From the very beginning, Gu Ziyuan wasn't playing chess!

He was setting up a Formation!

Using heaven and earth as the board and Yin and Yang as the pieces, he had openly laid out a heaven-shaking killing trap right under everyone's noses!

And Long-eared Dingguang Immortal was the prey who had walked into the trap step by step, completely oblivious!

A Formation Great Grandmaster!

This thought exploded in Bixiao's mind, making the way she looked at Gu Ziyuan change completely.

"You... you dare threaten me?!" Long-eared Dingguang Immortal was both shocked and enraged as he felt the Killing Intent that threatened to tear his Primordial Spirit apart.

He tried to forcibly circulate his immortal power, using the strength of a Taiyi Golden Immortal's Primordial Spirit to interfere with the game and erase his black stones.

However, as soon as his Divine Thought touched the board, it was violently repelled by a power far more vast, exquisite, and ancient than his own!

Pfft!

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal spat out another mouthful of blood. A searing, tearing pain surged through his Sea of Consciousness, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Gu Ziyuan's finger tapped rhythmically on the board.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Each sound was like a death-knell drumbeat, pounding heavily against Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's heart.

"Senior Brother, you have three breaths of time remaining."

"After three breaths, if you do not play a stone and admit defeat..."

Gu Ziyuan did not finish his sentence, but the implication made everyone present shudder.

Admit defeat, hand over the Magic Treasure, and lose all face.

Refuse to admit defeat... the consequences would likely be even more severe!

To be pushed into such a desperate corner by someone he viewed as a Heavenly Immortal ant, and in front of everyone!

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's rationality was finally consumed by boundless rage and humiliation.

He couldn't afford to lose!

If he lost, not only would he lose a Low Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, but he would also become the laughingstock of the entire Jiejiao, and even the entire Great Desolation!

"Three breaths?"

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal stood up abruptly, roaring with a hideous expression, looking utterly deranged.

"To hell with your three breaths!"

"I am one of the Seven Attendant Immortals! A Taiyi Golden Immortal! How could I lose to a lowly ant like you!"

"Die!"

Boom—!

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal struck out violently!

He completely tore up the rules of the bet, casting aside all restraint. A massive palm of immortal power, shimmering with blinding golden light and containing the Law of Gengjin, suddenly coalesced in the air. Like a shroud covering the sky, it slammed down toward Gu Ziyuan and the chessboard!

He wanted to destroy this board!

He wanted to kill this waste who had made him lose face!

"Not good!" Bixiao's face changed drastically. She wanted to intervene, but she was already a step too late.

How terrifying was the wrathful strike of a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

The entire Siguo Cliff shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment!

Yet, facing this world-destroying blow, Gu Ziyuan neither dodged nor avoided it.

He didn't even stand up. He just slowly raised his head, looking at the madly descending giant palm, a faint smile appearing on his face, as if saying, "as expected."

He looked at the rabid Long-eared Dingguang Immortal and, in a tone so cold it lacked all emotion, softly spoke a sentence that made everyone's hair stand on end.

"The bet was set by you, and the rules were broken by you."

"Since that is the case..."

"Those who insult my Way of Chess deserve ten thousand deaths!"