Hiss hiss hiss!
There was a circle of demons outside, but no one dared to step into this area. The scene in front of them surpassed the limits of their imagination. Countless recording yao art lights flashed.
There was no lack of powerful demons among the 71 demons. Jin Zhen was one of them. He came from a branch family of the Jin Clan, one of the five great clans, but he was young and intelligent, and his strength was quite extraordinary.
South Sky Arrow Technique! Grey Scar Art!
The purple light arrow was so fast that it was almost impossible to dodge. It pierced through a demon that was advancing at high speed. The demon did not even have the time to scream before he turned into a ball of light and disappeared.
Ming Jue Zi looked dazedly at Xiao Mo Ge. He was suddenly filled with curiosity about what Zuo Mo's last move of the prison-breaking battle would be. Successfully breaking the prison could not control a prison. Just like how Qian Liu Daren had set down Vast Water Clear Skies in the past, he could not control Vast Water Clear Skies, but Vast Water Clear Skies was more beneficial to him.
He did not care too much about being knocked out of the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. In any case, it was just an injury to his Divine Sense. If he could learn some lessons from it, it would be a very worthwhile deal, because it might save his life.
Please … please don't make it too difficult …
Because there was no way to verify it, no one knew what the final move of the three lords was. Even in death, they were unable to unravel this mystery. This guess was made by some observant people from all kinds of clues. Through various channels, everyone was surprised to find that the three lords had more or less mentioned the last move. However, many people did not believe it because these traces could not prove anything.
He must have been possessed, running over to get involved in this mess. Jin Zhen was incomparably dispirited. He feared that he would inevitably be injured this time. Now, he had to pay a sum of money for treatment. This was really going for wool and coming home shorn!
Jin Zhen held onto the last trace of luck and prayed in his heart. Trembling, he suppressed his pounding heart and carefully examined it.
Could it be … … he could control the Wasteland Beast Chessboard?
Thud. The demon at the very front suddenly fell to the ground without any warning. His feet were wrapped by two greyish-green mist chains.
In this chessboard, there was only him and his opponent. However, he had many opponents. All of the seventy-one demons involved were his opponents. In other words, he needed to fight 71 opponents at the same time.
If he were to lose, the backlash he would suffer would instantly injure his Divine Sense. The Desolate Beast was behind him, looking down at him from above. He felt as if there was a blade on his back.
So Zuo Mo did not panic. He was even slightly curious what it felt like to be thrown out of the Ten Finger Prison.
He suddenly had an idea. There was no way he could decipher it, but he could record everything in front of him. Maybe he could sell it for some money. The more he thought, the more excited he became. He hurriedly cast a recording yao art.
But Ming Jue Zi believed.
Another battle had just started. Xiao Mo Ge's serious expression caused Ming Jue Zi to believe his speculation even more.
"High level yao art!" Ming Jue Zi finally could not resist and exclaimed.
Hehe, this is all money!
The yao felt their vision blur and they lost sight of Zuo Mo. When they saw the surroundings again, they found to their shock that they were inside a cage of light. The arm-thick light beam of the cage shone with a complex and demonic light.
Ming Jue Zi's heart beat wildly. In his eyes, the process of Xiao Mo Ge sitting cross-legged seemed to be in slow motion. He looked with slight disbelief at Xiao Mo Ge.
Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly narrowed. His heart shook. These people that had charged over had timed it perfectly. They were not mediocre! His consciousness had been greatly expended in the [trap] just now, and was at its weakest. If he had two more breaths, no, even one breath, he would have been able to resolve this round of attacks.
Yes, it was the prison-breaking six problems!
She was in a hurry to help Zuo Mo out. Her mind was not distracted, and she gradually entered a better state.
Zuo Mo slowly opened his eyes. A hint of exhaustion flashed through his eyes. Seventy one [Yao Art Cages]. Even if he had the home advantage, it was not a simple matter for him.
Just like the brilliance from three thousand years ago!
[Yao Art Cage]!
The entire battle did not seem to be very intense, but there were many places where he seemed to be walking on a tightrope and was surrounded by danger. This was the first time he had used the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. Fortunately, the people he encountered were not experts. Otherwise, if he got into a fight, he would not be able to escape defeat.
The tip of the sword turned to mist. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he turned to a ball of light and disappeared.
However, when he faced yao art problems similar to the prison-breaking six problems, the only feeling he could feel was hopelessness. It had to be said that of the prison-breaking six problems, he could only solve three with his own abilities. Even when the answer to the sixth problem came out, he had spent six whole days to understand it.
Ming Jue Zi knew that these people would definitely be thrown out of the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. A hint of shock flashed through his eyes. From beginning to end, Xiao Mo Ge had sat at his spot and hadn't moved at all. What would that unseen battle be like? So many people had been defeated?
The two yao arts that had once dominated for a time, after being buried for countless years, were like treasured swords that had been brushed away. That cold edge once again appeared in front of the world.
Zuo Mo did not feel any fear. This was his home ground.
Of course, these were just speculations, speculations that circulated in one circle.
At this time, Cang Ze's appearance had changed greatly. His head of green-grey hair flowed like seaweed with a strange rhythm. His eyes were covered in a layer of faint green-grey mist. His entire body trembled like a shaman. Each time he trembled, it would be accompanied by a ripple that was hard to see with the naked eye. A dark and eerie murderous energy spread.
The chess match started.
Those that had succeeded in breaking the prison were almost all like Qian Liu Daren. However, there were exceptions. In history, there had been three prison-breaking yao that could control a prison.
In this period of time, no yao arts had attacked him. He instantly understood that the crux to leaving this place was probably this light prison. He calmed down and carefully observed the pillars of light. Each pillar of light as thick as an arm had a different light. Through the light, he could see layers of little yao arts. Hm, he suddenly felt it was slightly familiar.
The spectators all changed expressions.
A green-grey sword tip suddenly protruded from his chest.
The area one hundred and fifty zhang around Xiao Mo Ge was like a grey-white dead zone. Everything seemed to be motionless.
He suddenly remembered what the yao art lights flashing in the pillars of light looked like — prison-breaking six problems!
Nan Yue had coincidentally just woken up from her meditation. Seeing Zuo Mo being surrounded, she did not hesitate in attacking. What she used was the [South Sky Arrow Art] that she had just practiced today. Today was the first time she had practiced this yao art. However, [South Sky Arrow Art] was worthy of being the inherited yao art of the South Sky Wisteria Clan. Nan Yue learned it easily and was not as difficult as normal yao arts. Many parts seemed to be instinctive.
Clang clang clang!
He was filled with curiosity and his eyes were bright.
It seemed that he still did not have much experience in fighting yao. He silently noted down the mistake he made this time.
Because he coincidentally knew a bit more than other people.
A sound like a string being plucked sounded from behind him. A purple arrow of light flashed past Zuo Mo's face.
Woosh woosh woosh!
The yao that had been maintaining their strange postures around Zuo Mo continuously turned to balls of light and disappeared.
He was knowledgeable and knew that the battle situation had entered another level. It seemed that the yao that had charged near Xiao Mo Ge had been restrained, but that was not the case.
Just as he finished recording, the pillar of light suddenly lit up with a blinding light. It was like countless thorns had suddenly stabbed into his body. Great pain came. He wailed and his vision darkened.
Ming Jue Zi had not been interested in the matter of Xiao Mo Ge and the Genius Alliance. This matter might have been hyped up, but there were not many people around Ming Jue Zi that paid attention to it. High level yao naturally had their own circle of high level yao. They were only interested in the matters of their circle. Ming Jue Zi had not paid too much attention to it. He had just been curious about what the Wasteland Beast Chessboard looked like so he had come to take a look. He hadn't expected to see such an astounding scene.
Wasteland Beast Chessboard!
Jin Zhen was sweating profusely. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. How could he not be familiar with the prison-breaking six problems that had been so popular a while ago? He could even recite every question backwards, including their answers.
Only those families with long histories would know some of these secrets. Supposedly, the crux of whether or not one could control a prison was the last attack to break the prison. In a prison-breaking battle, the battle would become more intense the further it went. The last attack was usually the strongest and most vicious attack. The formation of a new prison was mostly related to the last attack, and whether or not one could control a prison was also greatly related to the last attack.
Cang Ze had woken up slightly later than Nan Yue. The [Grey Scar Art] that he cultivated was not like Nan Yue who was completely unaware of the surroundings. It was the opposite. He seemed to be able to detect everything that was happening outside. Seeing Daren protect them with all his heart, he was grateful. Even though he knew this would offend others, he did not hesitate.
Suddenly, several figures charged out of the yao horde as fast as lightning towards Zuo Mo.
Countless lights suddenly flew out of the black and white chessboard and wrapped around the yao.
This yao's power was extraordinary, and he reacted quickly. The moment he fell, a light blade instantly lit up on his hand and sliced at the blue mist ropes under his feet.
The structure of the yao arts on the pillars of light was the same as the prison-breaking six problems.
The light of the yao recording art lit up. He couldn't help but roar with laughter. As expected, it could be used! What was lost at the east corner, gained at the mulberry. He had some intelligence, and knew what was the most valuable. He did not hesitate to use his consciousness to carefully record the yao arts on each pillar of light.
When he saw, he almost fainted.
Pew!
But … … he hadn't thought that there would really be someone who could control a prison … …
The densely packed little yao arts intertwined in an abnormally complex manner. Looking over, it was a headache.
Twang!
The sound of a string being plucked rang. A vine bow had appeared in Nan Yue's hand at some unknown time. Every time the bowstring was pulled, a purple light would flash and a vine arrow would be on the string.
Some yao, confident in their power, snorted coldly and released yao arts at the prison. Yet no matter how they released yao arts, they could not shake the pillars of light at all. The smarter yao did not move rashly, and carefully observed the surroundings.
The scene in front of Zuo Mo changed. An enormous chessboard appeared in front of him.
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