At the moment when the black pieces went all-in, deep into enemy territory, the white pieces’ formation instantly shifted. The head and tail of the great dragon coordinated, revealing bloodthirsty fangs, and in just five moves, it devoured the black pieces completely.
At this point, the black pieces were powerless to reverse the situation, utterly defeated.
"..."
Chen Mo’s excited expression froze on his face.
It turned out that the so-called "sliver of hope" was a flaw deliberately left by Qi Chengze, with every subsequent move being within the opponent’s expectations.
But he had no chance of winning from the start, so why go to such lengths?
Was it merely to satisfy his own wicked humor?
"Those who greed for victory will surely lose, while those who are cautious will survive."
"A true player never naively trusts ’divine providence,’ because what you perceive as opportunity might be the dead-end trap set by someone else."
Qi Chengze stroked his beard and spoke leisurely.
Chen Mo’s eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.
Can’t the riddler get out of Great Yuan!
Actually, he also understood that the opponent wanted to use this chess game to remind him, hiding deep meanings within his words, clearly related to the turmoil occurring this time... whether obscuring and mystifying deliberately or afraid to speak out clearly?
Qi Chengze sized up Chen Mo, smilingly said: "From the moment you sat down, your emotions were exerted by the chess game, hesitating, excited, disappointed, angry... completely losing the ability to think calmly."
"If you can’t even control your emotions, how can you manipulate the situation?"
"Chen Mo, do you think you are a chess player, or a chess piece?"
"I..."
Chen Mo’s lips moved, yet he didn’t know how to respond.
If the land of Jiu Zhou were considered a giant chessboard, then was he the player seated at the gaming table, or was he a piece swept along by the major currents?
And who was his opponent?
All that transpired, was it fortune’s doing, or a trap laid by the opponent?
He vaguely felt an invisible net enveloping him, continuously tightening...
As Chen Mo fell into a daze, a silver gleam flashed between Qi Chengze’s brows, and the chessboard started to twist.
The black and white chess pieces seemed like bottomless whirlpools, with immense suction pulling him entirely in.
?!
Chen Mo’s vision suddenly went black.
When his sight recovered, he found himself in a massive square.
The wooden ground was covered with crisscrossed grooves, forming equal-size squares, and he stood on one such square.
"This is... the chessboard?"
Chen Mo gazed around, realization dawning upon him.
It seemed he had been dragged into the Illusory World by the Director using some Divine Skills.
"A test?"
Chen Mo lifted his leg to step forward, onto the next square, suddenly feeling a warning in his heart, quickly retreating.
Boom!
A massive white stone fell from the sky, landing precisely where he had just set foot, the previously fingernail-sized piece now appeared to his eyes as towering as a mountain!
Even though he knew it was an Illusory World, it evoked a nameless fear in him, as though being struck by this piece would truly lead to his demise!


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