Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 790

Chapter 790: 274. The Gates of the Netherworld, Saints Covertly Compete (6.4K words - Please Subscribe)_4

Outside, the Five Elements Heaven-Stealing Ship had already departed on its mission, and no one would visit the edges of the Southern Star Abyss again. Naturally, no one would discover that amidst the ruins of heaven and earth here... someone was still present.

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Five hundred years, like a fleeting moment...

In the Vast Sea Domain, at the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, on Clear Bamboo Mountain...

Crack, crackle, crack... crackle crackle crackle...

Flames blazed fiercely, and the Profound Tree in front of the verdant deep pool had long nurtured a certain spirituality, now screaming amidst the fire.

The mournful cries filled the air, as the pool water evaporated into steam under the intense heat, shrouding the originally picturesque mountain ridge in a veil of mist.

Bang!!

A black chess piece broke through the sky, striking down a white-robed cultivator who was surrounded by attackers, suppressing him forcibly.

Then, black and white chess pieces fell one after another, crisscrossing like comets with long tails, layer by layer, completely pinning down the struggling white-robed cultivator.

The "Chess Fool" Mo Wuzheng descended slowly from the sky, his eyes tinted with a hint of blood-red. As he looked down at the white-robed cultivator suppressed by the numerous chess pieces, he spoke gently, "Brother Chen Xiao, it’s been a while."

Ning Chenxiao glanced at the surrounding cultivators, emotionless, then at Mo Wuzheng, and said gravely, "The righteous versus evil battle is at a crucial point. The elders of the Sword Palace have all rushed to the frontline, which allowed the Demon Mountain Domain to plot an ambush on our Sword Palace this time...

Friend Wuzheng, don’t deceive yourself. Throughout history, evil has never triumphed over good. The first great war of the Blood River Era between the righteous and demon paths is evidence of that!

This moment of chaos will be fleeting, and soon a strong leader from the Sword Palace will emerge to take charge, so why do you strike against me now?

Is it... because you resent that during our chess games, I didn’t allow you any handicap?"

Mo Wuzheng smiled as he looked at him.

Ning Chenxiao stopped struggling too, and said sternly, "The Sword Palace has treated you well, the Demon Dao is cunning and deceitful, how can they truly accept you? Friend Wuzheng! Don’t be stubborn!

"Heh..."

"Hahaha!!"

Mo Wuzheng laughed heartily, looking down at Ning Chenxiao, and said, "Why don’t you look at me?"

Without waiting for a response, Mo Wuzheng continued on his own, "Or is it that you wish to pretend you don’t see the red in my eyes, to pretend... not to recognize the cultivators besieging you as Blood Demons?"

Ning Chenxiao said, "What Blood Demons? Weren’t the Blood Demons wiped out long ago? What nonsense are you speaking?"

Mo Wuzheng said, "Alright, friend Chenxiao, reminiscing is over. The higher-ups are very, very, very concerned about the Three Realms Forbidden Talisman, which is why I was sent amidst the chaos to examine you, to see what exactly is hidden in your memory."

He sneered, his five fingers reaching towards Ning Chenxiao’s Divine Soul.

Ning Chenxiao wanted to struggle, but was suppressed by the powerful Blood Demons around him.

He could only watch as the hand drew closer...

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