Even a high and mighty Chess Player Realm powerhouse who ruled over a region...
...actually couldn't even withstand a single punch from this Jinx.
What was most bone-chilling was...
...that this Jinx was currently only in the Denglou Realm.
A Denglou slaying a Zhiji.
Such an absurd event, breaking the iron laws of cultivation, had actually happened right before their eyes.
If word of this got out...
...would the other Dao Lineages of the Eastern Region... really be able to sit still?!
Thinking of this...
Running Ox swallowed hard, no longer daring to look directly at the young girl's figure.
Jiang Yuechu stood at the center of the Great Dark Heaven Demon Manifestation's forehead, her expression calm.
She slowly lowered her arm.
The thousand-foot-tall demonic shadow behind her followed her movement, turning into a sky full of black mist and flowing back into her acupoints.
She waited silently for a while.
The notification sound for gaining Dao Cultivation from killing a Chess Player Realm expert did not ring in her mind.
Jiang Yuechu frowned.
Tsk...
As expected.
This so-called Chess Player Realm has a new mechanism again.
She shook her head helplessly, a hint of annoyance rising in her heart.
Cultivation should just be cultivation; fighting and killing is such a simple matter, yet they always come up with all these new tricks.
Something about condensing dao chess pieces, something about sitting in the central palace.
This was clearly bullying her for her lack of education and not understanding these convoluted metaphysical settings.
But since she was already here...
While the state triggered by the over two million years of Dao Cultivation in her body hadn't completely dissipated...
Jiang Yuechu indifferently lowered her gaze.
In the ruins of the deep pit below, True Person Han Xian and those few gasping Elders were prone in the mud, trembling.
Seeing that Jinx looking over, the old Daoists were scared out of their wits and opened their mouths to beg for their lives.
Jiang Yuechu didn't waste any words.
She raised her hand.
And slapped down from a distance.
Boom.
A massive black palm print pressed the ruins down several more yards.
All the surviving members of Wuxiang Mountain, including True Person Han Xian, were instantly crushed into a pulp, their Divine Souls obliterated.
Having dealt with these eyesore ants, Jiang Yuechu descended and landed on a relatively flat piece of rubble.
She grabbed Running Ox, who was still dazed nearby.
Running Ox's massive body jolted, finally snapping out of the previous shock.
He was about to say something but felt the procedure wasn't right.
He carefully recalled how the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon usually sucked up to her.
He then cleared his throat and hollered in an extremely clumsy and stiff manner: "Your Highness's Divine Might is unrivaled, lasting for thousands of autumns and tens of thousands of years!"
"This bullshit Wuxiang Mountain doesn't count for a fart before Your Highness. Your Highness's punch shatters the heavens; you are truly the number one throughout the ages..."
Jiang Yuechu's veins throbbed at her temples as she listened.
She pressed her hand to her forehead and directly interrupted the fool's noisy chatter.
"Enough, enough... If you really can't do it, there's no need to force the flattery. It's giving me a headache."
"Uh..."
Niu Niu sheepishly shrank his neck.
He muttered to himself.
I clearly remember the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon saying it like that...
Why does Your Highness hate hearing it when it comes out of my mouth?
Could it be I didn't grasp the essence?
Jiang Yuechu couldn't be bothered with what was in this ox's head and waved her hand: "Go find your eldest sister first."
"Ah? Oh!"
Running Ox instinctively agreed, but after taking half a step, he hesitated.
He turned to look at the Tiger Demon that had been slumped on his back in a dead faint.
Then he raised a thick hoof and kicked the Tiger Demon right in the head.
"Stop playing dead, get up!"
After the kick, he left the Tiger Demon where it was.
While he himself scurried off toward the depths of the ruins ahead, starting to search for his eldest sister's whereabouts.
The Tiger Demon was jolted awake by that kick.
It clutched its head in pain and opened its eyes blankly.
What met its eyes...
...was no longer the vast waters.
...nor the continuous, beautiful mountain peaks.
There was only a bottomless giant pit and muddy rubble stained red with blood everywhere.
The Tiger Demon gaped stupidly, looking at the world-destroying environment around it, completely stunned.
It vaguely remembered that before fainting, it had clearly followed this Jinx to the gates of Wuxiang Mountain.
But now.
Where was Wuxiang Mountain?
Where was that huge Wuxiang Mountain?!
It turned its head with difficulty.
It glanced at Jiang Yuechu, who was standing nearby with her hands behind her back.
It quickly scanned the surroundings again... relying on faint topographical memories, the occasional corner of broken walls in the ruins, and the water-ripple patterns of Wuxiang Mountain carved on them, it could vaguely recognize that this was indeed the territory of Wuxiang Mountain.
Holy shit.
Holy shit, holy shit!!!
This, this, this... what on earth happened?
The Tiger Demon's head was buzzing.
It had only been unconscious for a while, and one of the dignified Twenty-Five Lineages had actually been leveled.
A surge of unspeakable regret welled up in its heart.
If it had known, how could it have fainted so pathetically?
Such an earth-shattering battle that could be recorded in the history of cultivation in the Eastern Region, and even be used to brag for several lifetimes...
...it had actually missed it perfectly.
Just as the Tiger Demon was lying in the mud, its expression alternating between terror and regret, looking like a fool...
...Jiang Yuechu finally couldn't stand its idiotic look.
She slightly turned her head and said indifferently: "Stop looking. I want to ask you something first."
The Tiger Demon jolted and quickly hid its stupid expression, scrambling forward.
"Senior, please ask. This little demon will tell you everything I know."
Jiang Yuechu looked at it and fell into deep thought.
This Tiger Demon before her, though weak in strength, happened to have some Ink Dot Realm knowledge in its belly.
Its breadth of knowledge was actually a bit more profound than her own...
Thinking of this...
...a hint of gloominess arose in her heart for no reason.
"Let me ask you, does the Chess Player Realm have any life-saving methods?"
Hearing this, the Tiger Demon couldn't help but be taken aback.
What kind of question was that?
It scratched its head and answered cautiously.
"Senior, life-saving methods naturally exist. Not to mention the Chess Player Realm, even those Immortal Masters and Demon Emperors of the Denglou Realm—who among them doesn't carry a few life-saving Magic Treasures or Divine Abilities?"
"Not to mention the powerhouses of the Chess Player Realm."
"Their foundations are deep, and the Divine Abilities and secret techniques they possess are as numerous as the hairs on an ox. They surely don't lack life-saving methods..."
As Jiang Yuechu listened, her brow gradually furrowed.
"I'm not asking about those."
She interrupted the Tiger Demon's rambling, her tone carrying a hint of impatience.
"It's... similar to how the Lamp Lighting Realm can light a heart lamp, and the Denglou Realm can remain undying as long as the Primordial Spirit isn't destroyed."
Jiang Yuechu stared into the Tiger Demon's eyes, trying to describe it more accurately.
"After stepping into the Chess Player Realm, besides condensing dao chess pieces, does the Realm itself have any such characteristics?"
Hearing this...
...the Tiger Demon's brain stalled.
It widened its tiger eyes, looking at the calm-faced young girl before it in disbelief.
"You... you... you just... fought with a Chess Player Realm expert?!"
At those words...
...Jiang Yuechu's expression remained calm as she gave a slight nod.
Seeing the young girl admit it so nonchalantly...
...the Tiger Demon instinctively felt it was absurd.
No way.
You're just bragging here, aren't you?
That's the Chess Player Realm.
When a Denglou Realm meets a Zhiji, if they can even leave some scraps behind, it would be considered extraordinarily lucky.
If this person before it had really fought a Chess Player Realm expert, how could she still be standing here completely unscathed...