Yuchi Jie became even more relaxed. Ever since he emerged from that group of dragons, he had been guiding the grand trend of the chess game. He didn't care about the intricate layout of the battles, yet he had the direction of the game completely under control.
Faint sounds of swords clashing could be heard in the distance.
In his hand, Yuchi Jie held a chess piece, rhythmically tapping it onto the board, then turned to jest with the delicate-looking young girl, saying it was a pity it wasn't nighttime, or else playing chess under the lamplight would be a truly beautiful scene to behold.
The young girl merely forced a smile, not knowing how to respond to him.
A streak of cold light shooting towards the sky suddenly appeared above, heading straight for the Baiyang Sword Sect.
