Within the chess array, in the third world.
Seven of the eight treasure grounds had already been seized by the All-Heaven Star Domain.
At this moment, the top youths of the Ancestral Martial Star Domain—Xian Yun, Kong Ci, Long Ning, Kong Tianhui, Wuming Xiongmo, Wuming Yuanzhi, and others—were gathered together.
United, they unleashed an extremely powerful defensive formation, holding onto the last treasure ground under their control.
But the situation was grim. The seven All-Heaven youths were relentlessly attacking their defensive formation, and their assault was ferocious.
Xian Yun and the others were showing signs of being unable to hold on.
“Damn it, we’ve trained so hard, and with twelve against seven, we’re still being beaten like this?” Wuming Yuanzhi said, his face full of frustration. Always competitive, he couldn’t accept being pushed into such a corner.
“You haven’t trained hard at all. We’re the ones who’ve been training,” Kong Ci shot back, rolling her eyes at Wuming Yuanzhi.
“What’s the point? Haven’t we still been forced into this situation?” Wuming Yuanzhi retorted.
“What, starting to turn on each other already?”
“Why not just surrender?”
“Miss Kong Ci, Miss Long Ning, Miss Xian Yun, you’re all exceptional. It’s these Ancestral Martial Star Domain men who are useless. Why don’t you just join our All-Heaven Star Domain?”
“Hahaha…”
The seven All-Heaven youths, while attacking, mocked and taunted.
Though their assault was fierce, they weren’t even using their full strength. To them, humiliating the Ancestral Martial youths was more entertaining than defeating them outright.
“End this quickly. Don’t waste time,” Nangong Yifan’s voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing this, the All-Heaven youths’ hearts tightened.
They noticed that Nangong Yifan’s tone was not only impatient but tinged with anger.
Though Nangong Yifan was always aloof, this was the first time since entering the chess array that they’d heard such a sharp edge in his voice.
Especially given they already held an absolute advantage.
Looking closely, they saw that Nangong Yifan’s expression was not just impatient but terrifyingly grim.
This frightened them. When Nangong Yifan showed such a look, it meant he was enraged.
In such a state, no one dared provoke or disobey him.
So, they began setting up a formation, attacking with full force, aiming to crush Kong Ci, Xian Yun, and the others and expel them from the chess array.
Though they were now attacking at full strength, the All-Heaven youths still couldn’t understand why Nangong Yifan had suddenly become so furious.
“Xian Yun, why not just give up? We can’t hold on,” a youth from the Demon Clan Holy City said.
“Hold on a bit longer,” Xian Yun replied.
“Xian Yun, even if we hold on, it’s meaningless. They deliberately left their fighters meant for the third world in the first and second worlds. Those worlds are likely already theirs. Even if we take the third world, it’s pointless. Besides, we have no chance. Nangong Yifan hasn’t even made a move, and we’re already in this state. If he acts, we’ll have no way to resist,” Kong Ci said.
She wasn’t retreating or being weak—she was simply despairing. Facing an unwinnable situation, she didn’t want to endure the torment and chose to accept fate.
“The first and second worlds are now ours. If we can hold this third world, we’ll win,” Xian Yun declared.
“What? Xian Yun, are you sure?”
Everyone turned to Xian Yun, their eyes filled with disbelief.
“As the Commander, I can receive messages from the Flagbearers in the first and second worlds. Not only have we taken both worlds, but all the All-Heaven youths there have been expelled from the chess array,” Xian Yun said gravely.
“Is that true?”
“What’s wrong with those guys today? How did they suddenly become so ferocious?”
Believing Xian Yun’s words only deepened their shock.
In their view, those left in the first and second worlds were weak, usually unable to defeat All-Heaven youths in normal matches. Yet, despite the All-Heaven side having third-world-level experts, the Ancestral Martial side had won?
“It’s Chu Feng,” Xian Yun said, dropping the bombshell.
At her words, not just the Ancestral Martial youths but even the All-Heaven youths were stunned.
“Miss Xian Yun, what did you just say?” Wuming Yuanzhi asked.
“It’s Young Master Chu Feng. He single-handedly turned the tide in both the first and second worlds. And now, he’s heading to the third world. If we hold on until he arrives, we might win,” Xian Yun said.
“Little Sister Xian Yun, are you serious? My brother Chu Feng is a newbie!”
Even Kong Tianhui was incredulous.
“I don’t know how to explain it, but Young Master Chu Feng’s methods are extraordinary. He’s likely not new to the Ancient Martial Chess,” Xian Yun said.
“What? So that guy was hiding his strength?”
Kong Ci, Long Ning, Wuming Yuanzhi, and everyone present gaped in shock.
“Yifan, is this true? Have our people in the first and second worlds been expelled?”
Even the All-Heaven youths turned to Nangong Yifan.
“Don’t panic. Crush them, and we can still take back the first and second worlds,” Nangong Yifan said coldly.
Though he showed no fear, his words confirmed the truth.
Xian Yun was right—the first and second worlds were now under Ancestral Martial control, and Chu Feng was the one who turned the tide.
“Damn, I never expected Chu Feng to hide so deeply,” Wuming Yuanzhi cursed, but his face was alight with excitement and joy.
Not just him—all twelve Ancestral Martial youths present were thrilled, their faces and eyes brimming with anticipation.
They were eager to see just what kind of ability Chu Feng wielded in the Ancient Martial Chess array.
