The nightmare of the Cultivation World had become more and more arrogant in the past few days.
The exquisite chess game spread like a plague in the mortal world. The person behind it was like a madman. He was not picky about the identity of the host at all. Whether it was the elderly or the young, he took in all of them.
With such a wide net, no one could guess what he really wanted to do.
Some people mournfully asked for help from the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, but the Pavilion Master suddenly said that he was ill and did not come out. Even if some people fled and starved to death in front of the pavilion, the door would not open.
Gradually, these people unwillingly realized that perhaps they were wrong from the very beginning.
But everything was too late.
Grandmaster Mo was dead, Chu Wanning was missing, and the Life and Death Summit collapsed. The major sects could not even take care of themselves. More and more exquisite chess pieces who had lost their spiritual sense wandered the mortal world, killing people and setting fires. The war spread like withered grass, spreading throughout the entire Cultivation World at an alarming speed.
Jiangdu, Yangzhou, Shuzhong, Leizhou … The richly ornamented buildings, ships, and snow at night all let out muffled laments in the blazing and scorching flames. The walls collapsed. How many beauties in the human world were solemnly gone in the flames of tribulation?