2001: C2001 All Beings Are the Game of Chess

C2001 All Beings Are the Game of Chess

The power of defying the heavens was something that a heaven-defying person could use.

When the Old Master Muuu tried to use the power of hundreds of years of fire and incense to reverse the situation, it was fundamentally not compatible. Not only was it unable to explode completely, it was instead rejected. In a single breath of time, a Sword of Heaven Defying appeared in Yang Ping's hands.

Old Master Muuu was startled for a moment, then his eyes turned red and he bellowed: "Son, you're courting death!"

This was one of his greatest dependencies, one he could rely on to fight against the Longevity Mountain. He wasn't even afraid when facing the Yin Yang Sect Master, yet he had lost it now, and it still fell into Yang Ping's hands. Moreover, the instant the Sword of Heaven Defying fused with Yang Ping, the other party's aura actually made him feel danger.

This was something that he absolutely could not accept!

Old Master Muuu roared and pounced towards Yang Ping. He absolutely could not allow any accidents to happen, and when he saw that he was about to capture Yang Ping, his soul search had found a way to travel to the mortal world. If he failed, the consequences would be unbearable. For this day, the Old Master Muuu had been waiting for too long.

"Sword of Heaven Defying!"

As Yang Ping held onto the sword hilt, she felt a monstrous battle intent entering her blood, this fighting intent was extremely tyrannical, not even weaker than the Power of Creation, because this was an unwillingness left behind by countless heroes. It was a rage, a rebellion towards the heavens, resulting in a mysterious power that did not belong to the laws of the ten thousand realms.

Old Master Muuu rushed over.

With the Divine Lightnings in tow, bolts of lightning that seemed like pillars supporting the heavens began to boil as they pierced through the void, exploding forth with a destructive power that was even more terrifying than the Frostbite Sword.

Lightning.

This was the second rule that the Old Master Muuu controlled, and also an extremely terrifying power of law.

In the Edicts of Myriad Worlds, the power of lightning and thunder was shockingly destructive.

When the laws of lightning were displayed a little, the small world in the clan could not endure it and cracks appeared on it. However, this was not enough to vent the anger in Old Master Muuu's heart, as he stared at Yang Ping, wanting to tear him into ten thousand pieces.

Wu Yue felt the terror of the lightning and shouted, "Run!"

The distance between the two was very short, and they arrived in an instant. However, in Yang Ping's line of sight, the Old Master Muuu was completely filled, as if they were walking around a Spatiotemporal River, and their surroundings were completely still. Old Master Muuu's hair, expression, and even the division of power were clearly seen.

"Thunderous Fury!"

He gathered all of them together and formed an eternal divine lightning. It turned into a spear in his hand, and with all his might, he thrust it towards Yang Ping's head.

The thunderous fury had yet to come, and the entire community was collapsing.

Wu Yue could not help but tremble when she felt the power that could exterminate the world within.

So powerful!

Old Master Muuu was indeed worthy of being called the strongest in the clan. His rage from his thunderclap was ten times stronger than the Sword of Frost, and it instantly arrived in front of Yang Ping.

Mountain Lord's expression was sinister as he said excitedly: "You guys are underestimating Old Master Muuu's strength, even if it is in terms of Longevity Mountain, he is still a top-notch expert. All these years, he has been keeping a low profile, like a hibernating dragon, and what you see now is just the tip of the iceberg!"

As a teacher of the Mountain Lord, he indeed possessed unimaginable power. His control over the power of laws in particular far surpassed that of the Mountain Lord.

Wu Yue berated him: "Since you are still alive, quickly stop."

The Mountain Lord sneered and said in disdain, "Wu Yue, is there a problem with your head? Do you think you can stop now? The Red Dust passage is something that we have to obtain, this is the tribe's hope, and also the place where we covet the hope that we, the Old Master Muuu, are only one step away from, he has been waiting for too long. "

Wu Yue's face darkened as she stared at the Mountain Lord, and said coldly: "If Yang Ping dies, I want you to accompany me in death!"

Mountain Lord curled his lips, declined to comment and snorted: "Idiot."

Everything around them seemed to have stopped moving.

A change suddenly occurred in front of Yang Ping's eyes. It was no longer a race's small world, but a Peach Blossom Sacred Ground.

This was a mountain range that was cut off from the outside world.

Traffic, criss-crossing.

Under the peach tree, the child sang.

There was peace everywhere.

"What is this place?"

Yang Ping's eyes were filled with doubt, her gaze landing on the two children who were playing around. They had innocent smiles on their faces as they squatted on the ground, with a chessboard placed between them, occasionally arguing with each other.

He looked closer and his expression suddenly changed.

There were actually living beings on the chessboard.

Using all beings as pawns.

The two Kid s fought back and forth with victory and defeat. As each chess piece was removed, he saw countless dimensions shattering. Each chess piece represented a dimension, and there were countless lives inside.

It was two children who were playing chess!

Yang Ping took a closer look, her expression changed greatly, because the moment her attention landed on the Go board, she felt a wave of great horror that she had never experienced before.

"You're here."

A child dressed in bright yellow clothes raised his head, revealing a young and tender face. However, his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, as if he could see the ancient and modern, and said, "Who do you think will win?"

Yang Ping was speechless.

All living beings were chess. Under the heavens, Yang Ping had never heard of anyone possessing such great ability. However, those Dimensions of Life and Death were clearly displayed before him.

"Of course it's me!" The boy in black opposite him shook his head and muttered, "You're just a beast race, what right do you have to play chess with me?"

"I'm already playing chess with you." The child dressed in yellow joked.

The child in black sneered, turned and glanced at Yang Ping, and said indifferently, "I really didn't expect that you could actually see us."

Boom!

When Yang Ping and the black-clothed child looked at each other, her expression changed greatly. He felt that the person in front of him was not a child, but an incomparably ancient king. This was probably already beyond the Heavenly King's realm.

Who were they?

Yang Ping took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart and continued to watch chess.

The audience was silent.

Yang Ping did not say much, even after the two children asked, they still remained silent.

This was the chess of all beings.

He could only watch.

Don't move.

Because any mistake would cause countless people to perish.

However …

Although Yang Ping did not know how to play chess, she could only watch as the two children played chess. She knew that with each step they took, many people would die.0

"I won!"

The yellow clothed child stood up, revealing a look of pleasant surprise, and laughed, "The dead zone will be reborn, and you will have your chance today."

The child wearing black sneered and snorted, "If it doesn't count, then let's play again."

Boom!

The child in black waved his hand and the chessboard returned to normal.

The yellow clothed child frowned. Although he was unwilling, he still sat down and continued to play chess.

Yang Ping watched the game in silence.

At first, he didn't understand who the two children in front of him were, but as the chessboard flipped over and over again, he slowly began to feel that something was wrong.

Every game of chess would have an accident.

And this sort of accident would turn into an extremely mysterious power, ending in the Peach Blossom Origin world.

The two children did not mind.

He continued to play chess.

One round.

Two rounds.

"..."

After the ninety-nine matches, the winner was decided.

But time seemed to go straight. The two children played chess endlessly.

Yang Ping's face became more and more unsightly.

He thought of an extremely terrifying thing.

The reason for that was because an accident had appeared on the chess board, and this accident had projected a figure.

This figure was a person that defied the will of the heavens.

Every game of chess had its own accidents.

Yang Ping's expression became grave, because in the last chess game, he saw herself.

He was an accident!

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