He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi shook his head.

"It's not hard to guess."

His soul seemed to be floating slightly, as if he were thinking or organizing his thoughts.

"The main problem is that those six old geezers are too lame."

"Having lived for 100,000 years and mastered a world law, in the end, he couldn't even explain what the destiny he was destined to bear was."

"Their performance is unworthy of the word 'destiny'."

"And then there's Xuan Tian, ​​even more."

Yun Yi's tone was very flat, as if he were judging a few defective products.

"He's arrogant like a chosen one, but his abilities don't match his arrogance."

"Destiny wouldn't be that kind of person."

"A world will not never reclaim its destiny just because it is not yet dead."

"Unless, that destiny never died at all."

"So I thought, maybe the Red Dragon isn't dead."

"Xuantian could not be the Crimson Dragon; he was merely a pawn created by the Heavenly Emperor. I can see that."

"The only remaining candidate after eliminating everyone else."

Yun Yi raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in the gray robe in front of him.

"You're the only one left."

After hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor remained silent for a long time.

Then he laughed.

The laughter wasn't loud at first; it started as just a slight twitch at the corner of the mouth, but gradually it grew into a hearty laugh.

Laughter echoed in the courtyard, startling a few birds in the old tree.

"Not bad, not bad." The Heavenly Emperor slapped his thigh, as if he had heard something extremely interesting. "You are even smarter than I thought."

He slowly stood up, the hem of his robe fluttering slightly.

"Then analyze it again. Are you sure you don't want to return the crystal?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

He simply lowered his head, looking at the chessboard that had already been put away.

"You want me to leave."

"right."

You can't win this game.

The Heavenly Emperor nodded: "Going is the best choice for you."

The moment he finished speaking, the world suddenly changed.

There was no wind, no clouds.

Suddenly, the air on the entire mountain became heavy, as if an invisible giant hand was slowly pressing down from the sky.

The oppressive power of heaven and earth.

The purest and most intense pressure of heaven and earth pressed towards Yun Yi from all directions, as if the entire sky was tilting towards him.

That is the will of the Heavenly Emperor.

The entire world is the chessboard, and all things in the world are the chess pieces.

This move is more significant than any other piece on the board.

Yun Yi's soul trembled slightly under this pressure, but he did not retreat.

He stood motionless, like a boulder thrown into a raging torrent, unmoved by the raging flood.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The Heavenly Emperor withdrew his oppressive aura.

He looked at Yun Yi, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

"Not bad," he said, turning to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Yunyi called out to him.

The Heavenly Emperor paused and turned around.

Yun Yi raised his hand and lightly traced a line in the air with his fingertips.

On the chessboard, a white piece has appeared again without anyone noticing.

That white piece was not in the center, not in the corner, and not even on any of the vertical or horizontal lines.

It fell outside the chessboard.

The Heavenly Emperor's pupils contracted slightly.

"It's only fair to reciprocate." Yun Yi raised his eyes and looked at the Heavenly Emperor. "This time, when you go back, tell E Tiandao."

"Chen Dou is one of my people."

"I don't care that He arranged for Chen Dou to be a pawn."

"But now, Chen Dou is mine."

His voice was soft, yet it was like a silent knife slicing through the air.

The Heavenly Emperor did not move.

He stared at the white piece that had fallen off the chessboard, his expression becoming serious for the first time.

"Do you know about the Calamity Heaven Path?"

Yun Yi did not answer the question.

He simply closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them.

The Eye of Truth.

Full mobilization.

hum.

The whole world shattered in that instant.

No, it was broken and then taken apart.

With Yun Yi as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, all things in heaven and earth—air, spiritual energy, dust, light, space, time—everything that constitutes this existence was completely analyzed in that instant.

The Heavenly Emperor felt as if countless gazes were simultaneously piercing through his body.

From the physical body to the soul, from the meridians to the divine sense, from the past to the future, everything becomes naked under those eyes.

His breathing stopped for a moment.

That was the first time since he was crowned the Heavenly Emperor that he had felt something akin to "fear".

Three breaths later.

Analysis complete.

Yun Yi closed his eyes again, and the terrifying aura subsided accordingly.

The Heavenly Emperor stood still, silent for a long time.

Then he turned around and continued walking out of the courtyard.

As he reached the door, he paused, but didn't turn around; he simply left a message.

"You are indeed very strong."

"But the Heavenly Dao is not as simple as you imagine."

After saying that, he stepped out of the courtyard gate.

The gray figure disappeared at the end of the mountain path.

Yun Yi did not watch him leave.

He simply opened his eyes again and looked at the empty chessboard on the stone table.

Black and white pieces are intertwined, one piece is at the center, and another is outside the game.

He raised his hand and gently retrieved the white piece that had fallen off the chessboard into his palm.

"A person who has played chess all his life always thinks that the world is a chessboard."

He said softly, "But the world has never been a chessboard."

……

at the same time.

Deep within the Heavenly Realm, in the Lingxiao Palace.

The Heavenly Emperor's true form suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight from his throne.

He looked down at his palm. There was a very faint, almost invisible crack in his palm.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, the usual composure was gone.

"As expected," he said in a low voice, "no wonder he is an extraterrestrial demon targeted by the Evil Heaven Dao."

"This strength..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

With a mere wave of his hand, an imperial edict flew from his fingertips, transforming into a golden talisman that sped towards the heavens.

The talisman traversed layers of the sky, crossed the highest barrier of the celestial realm, and disappeared into an indescribable void.

There is no light, no darkness, no up, down, left, right, no past, no future.

Only one enormous eye, woven from countless gray threads, slowly turned in the void.

The owner of that eye sensed something in the chaos and looked towards the depths of the Sea of ​​Illusion.

It saw the place where Chen Dou disappeared.

Those faint, almost invisible ashes are coalescing.

In the void, the giant eye woven from gray threads turned for a long time.

It gazed at the spot where Chen Dou had vanished, watching the ashes slowly coalesce in the mist of the Sea of ​​Illusion, like a silent rewind.

Then it looked at the talisman left by the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Palace, at the information conveyed in the talisman, and at the image of the extraterrestrial demon.

After a long while, the giant eye slowly closed.

no respond.

No instructions were given.

It was as if that fleeting glance was merely a breeze brushing across the water's surface, leaving not even a ripple.

The Heavenly Emperor stood deep within the Lingxiao Palace, watching the giant eye return to chaos, his expression gradually darkening.

He remained silent for a long time.

The sea of ​​clouds outside the palace surged dozens of times, and the distant stars lit up and then dimmed.

Then he said in a low voice:

"I have almost mastered half of the laws of this world. Is it still impossible to resist...?"

His voice echoed in the empty hall, but no one heard it or responded.

He stood up.

The gray robe he wore transformed into a golden imperial robe the moment he stood up, and the twelve-tassel crown fell down on its own, obscuring half of his face.

The gentle, teacher-like aura he had just exuded had completely dissipated.

Instead, there was an overwhelming and suffocating imperial aura.

The oppressive aura emanated from the Lingxiao Palace, passing through every level of the Heavenly Palace, sweeping across the sea of ​​clouds, passing through the Heavenly Gate, and pouring down towards the mortal realm.

All the celestial officials in the heavenly realm knelt on the ground at the same time.

"His Majesty!"

The Heavenly Emperor ignored it.

He lifted his foot and took a step forward.

It's just one step.

He vanished from the Lingxiao Palace, passed through the Heavenly Gate, through layers of fierce winds, and through the barriers of the Three Realms.

The next moment, he appeared in the lower realm.