“What, scared?”
Noticing the gazes of the Ancestral Martial Star Domain youths, the All-Heaven Star Domain Flagbearer taunted.
“Less talk, more action. Show us what you’ve got,” the Monster Clan Holy City Flagbearer retorted.
“You’ve spent so much time meticulously setting up formations, and that’s not a bad strategy,” the All-Heaven Flagbearer said. “But I need you to understand one thing: in the face of absolute power, no matter how intricate your formations are, they’re useless.”
With that, he turned his gaze backward.
Following his look, the crowd saw someone step forward from the All-Heaven side.
This person was short, with an unremarkable face—the kind who’d blend into a crowd unnoticed.
“It’s you?”
But when eyes fell on him, many Ancestral Martial youths paled in fear.
They recognized him. His name was Chen Hui, a genius from the All-Heaven Star Domain’s All-Heaven Sect.
And what was the All-Heaven Sect? It was Nangong Yifan’s faction, the dominant power in the All-Heaven Star Domain.
To be called a genius in the All-Heaven Sect meant no mediocrity, and Chen Hui’s cultivation was at First Rank Venerable.
But that wasn’t the point. The real issue was his extraordinary chess power. In previous Ancient Martial Chess matches, he’d always competed in the third realm. Yet now, he was here in the first.
Third-realm experts not only possessed immense chess power but also had exceptional control over it.
Such a figure should be fighting in the third realm, or it would upset the balance across the three realms.
*Boom—*
Suddenly, Chen Hui struck.
He threw a punch, releasing chess power that formed a massive, visible fist, hurtling toward a treasure ground.
Though far away, his chess power was so overwhelming that it reached the distant treasure ground and shattered the Ancestral Martial youths’ protective formation.
This was just the beginning. He threw six more punches in succession.
Each punch unleashed vast chess power, transforming into giant fists that struck the protective formations.
Formations shattered, and chaos ensued. A single punch left many Ancestral Martial youths gravely injured, some with shattered bodies, forced out of the chess formation and disqualified.
In moments, after breaking the formations of seven treasure grounds, Chen Hui turned his gaze to the final one.
This treasure ground was guarded by the Monster Clan Holy City Flagbearer and several chess power experts.
“Come on, then. I’d like to see just how strong your chess power is,” the Flagbearer said, releasing a surge of chess power.
Not just him—those behind him unleashed their own formidable chess power.
Under its influence, the protective formation grew stronger, glowing brilliantly.
*Boom—*
But with one punch from Chen Hui, the formation shattered.
The seemingly robust formation was as flimsy as paper before him.
Even the Monster Clan Holy City Flagbearer was gravely injured.
At that moment, everyone realized that their painstakingly practiced formations were futile against absolute power.
“Now, do you understand your situation?” Chen Hui asked.
“Why would someone like you stay here?” the Monster Clan Holy City Flagbearer demanded.
“Simple. With Nangong Yifan in the third realm, you have no chance at all. So it’s not just me staying in the first realm—you’re facing the same situation in the second realm,” Chen Hui said.
“Damn it.”
The Ancestral Martial youths’ faces filled with despair.
They understood now that it wasn’t just their realm facing this hopeless situation—the second realm was in the same predicament.
Though the All-Heaven Star Domain had sent third-realm chess power experts to the first and second realms, weakening their third-realm forces, as Chen Hui said, they had Nangong Yifan holding the third realm.
He was the one who, single-handedly, had once turned the tide, crushing the Ancestral Martial Star Domain.
A genius hailed as the most skilled in chess power in history.
Lord Shoujian himself had acknowledged it.
*Rumble—*
Suddenly, the world began to tremble.
A powerful aura shook the heavens, emanating from a distance.
It came from behind the Ancestral Martial youths…
There, a visible force erupted from the ground like a volcanic explosion, soaring tens of thousands of meters into the sky.
People could feel—and even see—what that force was.
Chess power.
“How could such immense chess power appear out of nowhere? Is this a phenomenon or something else?”
The crowd marveled. They’d entered this chess formation many times, but this was the first they’d seen such a sight.
Visible chess power—what kind of force was this?
“No, look closely!”
Someone pointed at the base of the force, shouting in a trembling voice.
As the crowd looked, their faces changed dramatically.
At the base of that force stood a person—Chu Feng.
That alone wouldn’t have shocked them so much.
What truly stunned them was that, no matter how they looked at it, the vast chess power seemed to be emanating from Chu Feng’s body.
