After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

Under the gaze of those deep, dark eyes, it was as if one could see through the black mask and clearly see the face beneath it.

Shen Shuchou stared intently at the blurry figure of Shan Chi in front of him, his voice icy: "Where is she?"

Dan Chi knew in his heart who "she" Shen Shuchou was referring to, and a cryptic smile instantly appeared on his lips: "She is perfectly fine right now."

Although the two were in a specific space, there were always two eyes staring intently at them.

Those eyes were mostly fixed on Shen Shuchou's face, as if trying to see every expression on his face.

"What? You, the Hidden Lord of the Death Court, dare not even accept a single game of chess?"

Dan Chi's expression was ambiguous, as if he were smiling but not smiling.

As soon as Shan Chi said this, just as Shen Shuchou had thought, his identity as a clone was exposed.

Shen Shuchou's heart sank slightly, but he remained expressionless.

Shen Shuchou knew from the first appearance of the man in blue that the man opposite him was a member of the Death Court.

However, his identity has always been unclear, but now Shen Shuchou has a guess.

Judging from Shan Chi's words and actions, as well as his influence within the Death Court, he is very likely the leader of the Death Court.

"Since it is the sect leader who has extended such a warm invitation, how could I possibly be afraid?"

Shen Shuchou's gaze was sharp and unwavering as he stared directly at Shan Chi, his tone calm and composed.

"Hehehe..."

Upon hearing Shen Shuchou's response, Shan Chi let out a low chuckle, completely unconcerned that Shen Shuchou had already seen through his identity.

As the laughter subsided, Shan Chi's gaze, sharp as a hawk, fixed intently on Shen Shuchou: "How about adding some stakes to make this game more interesting?"

"What kind of bargaining chips?"

Shen Shuchou remained cold and unmoved, his dark eyes revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Dan Chi leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing instantly, like a hawk locking onto its prey, his voice sinister: "If I win this round, I will kill her."

These words struck like a heavy hammer. Shen Shuchou's eyes, hidden behind his mask, flashed with a chilling killing intent, and the temperature around him plummeted.

Before Shen Shuchou could react, Shan Chi changed the subject: "If you win, I will let her go. However, you must stay."

"good!"

Shen Shuchou spoke almost without hesitation, his voice low and deep.

He knew in his heart that from the moment he stepped into the frigid wilderness, he had been trapped in a carefully laid trap by others, and there was no way out.

Seeing that Shen Shuchou agreed, Shan Chi said no more. He put two fingers together and tapped the chessboard on the stone table like a sword.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged violently, and the surrounding scenery twisted and changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The once solid ground began to sink and expand, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant chessboard, with every pattern radiating a cold, eerie light.

As the surrounding scenery underwent a dramatic transformation, Shen Shuchou and Shan Chi found themselves on a giant chessboard.

On the frigid wasteland outside, a soft halo emanated from Mo Ying, and her childlike appearance instantly transformed into that of a graceful and beautiful woman.

She wore a long, sheer dress; the soft fabric clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her exquisite curves.

Her breasts were high and firm, trembling slightly with each breath, as if they could break free from the constraints of the silk gauze at any moment.

Most of the time, she preferred this mature and charming appearance, and only in front of Shan Chi would she show her girlish appearance.

Mo Ying slightly raised her alluring face, parted her red lips, and smiled at Fifth Qinghan, who was dressed in a black robe with a cinched waist beside her, and said, "Tell me, between the two of them, who will win?"

Fifth Qinghan remained silent, also conflicted about who would win. Firstly, it was the person who taught her cultivation, and this person was very likely to be her beloved Brother Shen.

In this way, she naturally hoped that Yin Zun would win, but Fifth Qinghan also really wanted to see if the face under that mask was Shen Shuchou.

Just as her thoughts were churning, the chessboard in front of her suddenly changed.

On the chessboard brought by the Demon Cherry Blossom, a blinding white light suddenly burst forth.

Fifth Qinghan's eyes narrowed as a white piece landed suddenly in the center of the chessboard like a shooting star.

As the white piece was placed, a powerful and overwhelming force surged from the chessboard, pressing down on Shen Shuchou like a tidal wave.

Shen Shuchou stood still, his posture as steady as a mountain, and easily received the powerful force contained in the white piece.

Immediately afterwards, he joined two fingers together, a faint light emanating from their tips, and gently touched a spot on the chessboard.

In an instant, a black piece seemed to come roaring down from the endless sky, smashing into the chessboard with unstoppable force.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, a powerful force swept across the chessboard.

The surrounding environment was also affected by this force; the snow on the wasteland was swept up by the powerful airflow, forming a snow curtain that blotted out the sky.

A slight smile played on Shan Chi's lips, her expression relaxed, and she casually waved her fair hand.

A white piece, enveloped in brilliant light, descended from the sky and landed steadily on the chessboard.

This game was completely different from the last one; in his heart, he was determined to win this round.

This was not just a simple game of chess; every move was a fierce clash of the two players' cultivation levels, and it was their first direct confrontation.

As time goes by, the black and white pieces on the chessboard move back and forth, constantly alternating and falling, seemingly without any pattern, but in fact concealing a hidden strategy.

The placement of each chess piece is accompanied by a fluctuation of power, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

As time slowly passed, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Shen Shuchou's forehead, and his movements gradually slowed down, clearly indicating that he was slowly becoming somewhat powerless.

Although his current clone can unleash terrifying power at the peak of the Mahayana stage, this chess game world is ultimately not his home turf.

Looking at the chessboard again, the white pieces in the single pool are like a well-trained army, advancing step by step and cooperating closely, having already swallowed up all of Shen Shuchou's black pieces.

Dan Chi's power grew stronger and stronger, his light dazzling, while Shen Shuchou's power gradually weakened and his aura became weak, clearly indicating that he was about to be defeated.

Dan Chi naturally noticed Shen Shuchou's expression as well. He smiled faintly and said confidently, "You've lost!"

Shen Shuchou remained silent, his slender fingers still tightly gripping three black stones.

His gaze was fixed on the chessboard, his brows furrowed into a deep frown. He knew that trying to break through this impenetrable chess game with these three black pieces was an impossible task.

But how could he be willing to be defeated so easily?

Especially considering that Fifth Qinghan is still in Shan Chi's hands, he is even less willing to be defeated like this.

Outside, Fifth Qinghan's usually cold eyes were now shrouded in deep worry.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"Don't worry, the sect leader won't kill him. Even I didn't expect that he would be the Hidden Venerable, one of the Four Dark Venerables."

Mo Ying watched with great interest the two people on the chessboard, who were locked in a tense standoff.

The next moment, Mo Ying's alluring pupils narrowed slightly.

The chessboard was now surrounded by a terrifying force, and the air seemed to be ignited by this force, emitting a sizzling sound.

Shen Shuchou suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Shan Chi, who seemed confident, and said, word by word, "Since we can't win, then I'll just turn this game upside down again."

After saying that, his aura suddenly surged, and all the power around him instantly converged into the three black stones like rivers flowing into the sea.

The veins on his arms bulged, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Then he forcefully pressed three black pieces onto the chessboard.

In an instant, three rows of black stones, resembling the sun, appeared in the sky above the chessboard.

Each round emanated a terrifyingly powerful demonic aura, crashing down towards the center of the chessboard with earth-shattering force.

Now that things have come to this, Shen Shuchou has no way out but to fight with all his might.