With half a game of chess, I vanquish all demons!

On the watchtower, Blacklight listened to the merciless insults, his scars contorted, his face turned ugly, and his eyes became sinister.

At the entrance of the wooden fortress, the man in jade armor showed no politeness. He held his sheathed sword level and gently tossed it toward the Black Iron Warrior, who had been rescued by the black light and had already fled far away.

puff~

The sheathed sword smoothly pierced the back of the Black Iron Warrior, stabbing into his heart and causing a burst of blood.

"Uncle...save me..."

His face was filled with fear as he looked at the watchtower, then his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

The sheathed sword soared through the air and returned to the hand of the man in jade armor.

"you……"

On the watchtower, Blacklight watched this scene with great anger and shouted angrily:

"You brat, you're asking for death!"

"You are so vicious, today I will surely act on behalf of Heaven to bring about justice."

The man in jade armor ignored the black light's hypocritical words.

He turned around and looked around. Seeing that all those who had tried to kill him were now dead, he looked back at the watchtower in the wooden stockade.

He bent his knees slightly and suddenly launched himself away!

Boom~

Actions speak louder than words.

You want to act on behalf of Heaven? Then come on!

bang~

The man in jade armor leaped into the village, smashing the watchtower and causing it to collapse, which led to a commotion.

At the entrance of the wooden village, the air was thick with the stench of blood, leaving behind only a scene of devastation.

None of the Black Iron Warriors who were just hit by the Jade Armor Man survived.

Those who wanted to kill him, except for the old man from the charity hall and the four people behind him, were all killed by him.

The remaining onlookers, gazing at the corpses scattered on the ground, and remembering how close they had come to becoming one of them, were mostly filled with lingering fear, yet they couldn't wait to rush into the wooden stockade to witness the next battle.

pat~

pat~

pat~

A black iron warrior wearing a black jade mask emerged from the darkness, stepping through puddles scattered across the ground, and appeared at the entrance of the wooden stockade.

He glanced inside the wooden stockade, paused only briefly, then continued walking, bypassing the stockade, and headed leisurely towards Wangzhou City.

At this moment, a major battle had just ended at the entrance of the wooden fortress, and another major battle was about to unfold inside the fortress. No one bothered to check the identity of this Black Iron Warrior.

He stayed close to the outer edge of the wooden stockade, his steps never stopping, walking further and further away, quickly disappearing into the darkness and far from the hustle and bustle of the place.

In the shadows outside the wooden stockade.

The beautiful woman with a round face and tiger teeth was still hesitating whether to enter the village and continue watching the man in jade armor fight. But when she glanced at the back of the black iron warrior wearing a black mask, her brows furrowed instantly, and she froze on the spot.

"Strange, this person's back view looks like Zhao Yao."

Just then, a person ran out of a wooden house in the village.

"Sniff~ Sniff~"

With his eyes closed and his bundle on his back, Zhou Pengju sniffed around until he reached the entrance of the village.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he stared into the darkness leading towards Wangzhou City, muttering to himself in disbelief:

"That guy who was killing everyone was actually telling the truth. He wasn't Zhao Yao; the one who just passed by was."

He couldn't figure out what was going on, but it didn't matter. Zhao Yao had experienced many unexpected situations before; he was already numb to it.

He stood at the entrance of the wooden stockade, glancing back and forth between the stockade and the direction Zhao Yao had gone, his face contorted with struggle.

pat~

pat~

Raindrops fell and pattered on the painting, making a unique sound that drew Zhou Pengju's head to look.

Upon seeing the painting of the county magistrate tucked into his bundle, he composed himself, strode forward, and quickly chased after Zhao Yao in the direction he had gone.

He really wanted to go into the village to watch the battle, but he had not fully accomplished the task assigned by the county magistrate.

At the very least, Zhao Junzi must see the poem on that scroll! He thought this, while also feeling curious.

The county magistrate clearly instructed all students not to return to the city for the time being, so why does Zhao Yao insist on returning?

He turned his head to look back at the wooden village, and a guess formed in his mind.

The malice of this villager all stemmed from a single reward offered out of thin air.

The reward was offered by Su Shangtao!

If you were in this situation and powerless, it would be fine, but if you were powerful, how could you not take it back with your own hands!

Zhou Pengju understood this, sighed inwardly, hugged the bundle to his chest to avoid getting it wet in the rain, sniffed the air for any traces, and quickened his pace.

We need to hurry and stop Zhao Junzi...

……

Let's go back to a short time ago.

Zhao Yao underwent a buff in the lower realm of the desolate rocks and climbed out of the ascension water pit.

He entered his inner vision and looked at the ten tiny figures of primordial energy within the ten layers of the second jade chess piece. With a thought, the chess piece came to life.

He stretched out his arms and legs on the broken jade chessboard, looking around curiously, and suddenly leaped off the chessboard.

A jade-colored radiance, like liquid jade, gushed out from Zhao Yao's body and landed on the ground.

Bathed in a jade-colored glow, a soldier appeared who had the same face as Zhao Yao, wore jade armor, held a sword at his waist, had neatly styled hair, pure eyes, and fair skin.

When the ten layers of flame are full, the contents inside the jade chess set can be molded out, bringing it to life!

At this moment, Zhao Yao brought to life the little figure drawn by all the primordial energy in the jade chess piece, and even dressed it in jade armor made from the jade chess piece.

While it may be said that it came back to life, it doesn't necessarily mean that it became an independent individual.

Instead, it uses its own pure white spiritual essence as a basis to project and infuse Zhao Yao's own will.

In this way, he can spare some attention to remotely control it and use it as a clone; he can also use the pure white spirituality within to guide and operate the part of Zhao Yao's projected thoughts, so as to handle the tasks assigned to him in a relatively worry-free and independent way.

It does not possess true wisdom.

There is only one spiritual being.

"From now on, your name will be Zhao Yi."

The first task is to go to the village ahead, make a commotion, and attract everyone's attention.

Zhao Yao smiled at the soldiers before him and began to give orders.

He knew, of course, that these molded soldiers had no intelligence and could communicate and give orders with a thought, but given the choice, he still habitually communicated in a human way.

"Yes, but how can I get everyone's attention?"

Zhao Yi looked at him with innocent eyes, filled with questions.

His eyes were bright and his expression lively; he looked just like any other person.

As Zhao Yi raised the question, Zhao Yao instantly sensed his thoughts projected onto Zhao Yi, operating under the guidance of pure white spirituality.

This feeling is strange.

It's not that I'm thinking for myself, but rather that someone is pushing my brain to think, which feels very easy and effortless.

Zhao Yao said softly:

"Don't worry, just walk slowly to the entrance of the wooden stockade, wait for them to ask questions, and talk to them normally. You'll naturally attract their attention."

"I see."

Zhao nodded, turned and left, gripping the sword at his waist, heading straight for the entrance of the wooden stockade.

He kept walking and soon broke through the darkness to reach the gate of the wooden village.

"Zhao Yao! You have some nerve, daring to come straight at us!"

"Hand over the treasure, and I'll spare your life!"

"Hurry up."

Zhao Yi stopped in place and scanned the black iron warriors.

He listened to their clamor and saw their greedy expressions, and frowned as he said:

"I am not Zhao Yao, and Zhao Yao does not have the treasure you want."