“Exactly!” Lin Ji laughed. “The ‘Heaven’ is unfair, so why should we show it respect?!”
“The Great Dao has fifty steps, but Heaven takes away forty-nine. We seek desperately for even a sliver of light, yet remain unfulfilled!”
“Now, the Great Cycle transforms the Dao, and myriad realms return to the Void. Let’s see how he plans to break through this, open!”
Crack!
With a sudden loud shout from Lin Ji, the vast world instantly shifted!
The black and white chess pieces flashed like thunderbolts, electric rays streaking wildly!
A fierce wind suddenly rose, sweeping east and west, blowing Lin Ji’s green robe into wild disorder, his long hair fluttering in the air.
Swish!
A streak of black light flew from far beyond the heavens, hanging a hundred meters away.
The light flickered constantly, and within it a figure appeared, studying Lin Ji for a long while.
“Using the Dao as a chessboard, ensnaring Heaven in your trap! That's quite a bold move, but can you really gamble on it?” The man’s voice was cold as he spoke.
As he spoke, he stepped out of the light.
Wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, he looked exactly like Lin Ji.