Capítulo 1004: Chapter 390: Eternal Wall What a pity that the Divine Turtle Wanderer is dead, and the limited spiritual wisdom he left behind can only mechanically follow the will he had in life. Now, we can only pray that he and the Canghai Stone form a game, causing both the Formless Divine Sect team and Ween Zhiyi to suffer mutual destruction. ——This is the most ideal result! Wang Dongtian immediately looked up, with a puzzled expression on his face. He wondered if that person didn’t succeed? This would be troublesome. Whether it’s Wang Dongtian or the Canghai Stone, they are just pawns openly displayed by the Chan Sect to deceive. The true hope rests with that one person. To let them both contend against Ween Zhiyi and the mysterious experts, the chances of winning are slim indeed. “No need to look any further.” At this moment, Ween Zhiyi waved her right hand and looked coldly at Wang Dongtian: “The Lord of Pure has withdrawn from the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, so if the Chan Sect wants to obtain the item at the top of the building, they must defeat me.” Canghai Stone’s face turned even bluer, remaining silent. He was striving for every moment to recover from his injuries. Wang Dongtian, however, smiled calmly: “Shouldn’t Lord Wen still not have joined the True Sect? You only owe them a favor due to past events involving the ‘Tai Chu Ice Wheel Sword’ and matters in He Status. Would the City Lord be interested in joining our Chan Sect lineage? Whatever the True Sect could offer you in the past, we can provide, and even more.” “Not interested!” Ween Zhiyi looked disdainfully: “I dislike being a lackey, especially for the Chan Sect.” As she spoke, she raised her hand and took an iron stick from the cylindrical case: “Red!” Wang Dongtian sighed inwardly. In the past, the Chan Sect supported the Grand Ancestor of Daning but could not kill Ween Zhiyi, which caused him to be severely injured and flee to the East Sea, laying the groundwork for today’s disaster. He then looked at Chu Xisheng and his group, hesitating to speak. Wang Dongtian eventually remained silent. Since the Formless Divine Sect was promoted to First Grade Divine Sect ten thousand years ago, it has remained independent of the Chanzhen Sect system. The likelihood of persuading this group from the Formless Divine Sect is equally non-existent. While Wang Dongtian hesitated, Chu Yunyun made a gesture to retrieve an iron stick from the air using mana. Her lips curved slightly: “It’s the yellow stick!” Wang Dongtian and Canghai Stone’s faces changed drastically. This is undoubtedly the worst outcome. They have no confidence in defeating any party in the chess battle. Chu Xisheng looked at Chu Yunyun with questioning eyes. He suspected that Chu Yunyun might have already understood the colors of those iron sticks in the cylindrical case. Chu Xisheng himself couldn’t do this, but Qin Muge might be able to. Does that mean Chu Yunyun intends to go head-to-head with Ween Zhiyi at the top level of the ‘Ancient Emperor’s Divine Court’? After removing some toxins from her body, does Chu Yunyun have the confidence to defeat Ween Zhiyi now? Unfortunately, Chu Yunyun offered no response, she simply smiled and remained silent, looking composed. “It’s truly a headache.” ‘East Heavenly King’ Wang Dongtian sighed and turned to the Divine Turtle Wanderer: “I want to know the rules of this chess contest. If I am the general and Canghai Stone is the chariot, to kill the general with the chariot, who between us can remain on the board?” Divine Turtle Wanderer’s eyes flashed, turning to meet Wang Dongtian’s: “The parties engage in battle, and the final victor remains. However, when killing the general with the chariot, the chariot is aided by the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder from the Two Books of Precepts.” Wang Dongtian immediately showed a look of disappointment: “Got it!” If it were simply chess, he might have had some chance of winning. However, this chess contest does not strictly adhere to chess rules; individual strength plays a substantial role. Wang Dongtian, with a slightly resigned expression, raised his hand to retrieve another iron stick from the cylindrical case: “It’s a red stick!” This means his opponent is Ween Zhiyi. Find the newest release on novel(ꜰ)ire.net Canghai Stone did not draw a stick; he is still striving to recover from his injuries. “Brother Cang, you should stop struggling.” Wang Dongtian said leisurely: “Even with the help of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder, we may not surpass those two. However, you can try to investigate the identity of that mysterious master, which might benefit our Chan Sect.” Canghai Stone’s face was cold: “That person is hidden among the six from the Formless Divine Sect, what’s there to investigate?” Wang Dongtian chuckled: “But I want to know her real identity, what Martial Arts does she employ? What does her true form look like? Is this woman from the Formless Divine Sect, or related to some expert from the Formless Divine Sect? Such a Near-God Martial Cultivator surely can’t just appear out of thin air.” The world may find it hard to believe that the Formless Divine Sect still conceals a ‘Near-God’! Even if this person is only a friend of the Formless Divine Sect, her existence is enough to shock the Jianghu and affect the world’s power dynamics. Canghai Stone couldn’t help but show a thoughtful expression. After the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord, nine Super First Grades emerged from the Formless Divine Sect over eight hundred years, yet all were invariably forced into the Demon Cave, their Divine Souls and bodies suffered greatly, unable to advance in Martial Arts. So who is this mysterious master? Is it a senior from the Formless Divine Sect who has persisted until now? At this moment, the three from Divine Turtle turned to look at him: “Anyone who has not drawn a stick within 15 minutes is considered to have forfeited, expelled by the Two Books of Precepts from the Immortal Palace!” Canghai Stone snorted lightly, finally picking the last iron stick from the cylindrical case. His opponent is none other than Chu Xisheng and the six from the Formless Divine Sect. Meanwhile, on the back of Little Xuanwu, Jian Cangfeng was scratching his head: “I know a little about chess, but I’m not very proficient. Junior Brother Chu, how is your chess skill?” Chu Xisheng smiled wryly: “I only understand the rules of chess.”