Chapter 194 The chessboard is open, and you are invited to fall into the trap



Chapter 194 The chessboard is open, and you are invited to fall into the trap

Inside the secret space, there are strange and bizarre lights, as if thousands of small worlds are folded here.

Everyone in the Immortal Realm moved swiftly. In the blink of an eye, they had all returned to their positions, with their family camps clearly divided.

On the surface, every family treated Xiaobai with respect and cared about him.

After all, as long as the divine pillar hanging above their heads is not repaired, they will never be able to reach the threshold of the divine realm.

There is only one word difference between god and immortal, but there is a world of difference between them.

The head of the Shangguan family held a Chaos Pearl tremblingly and stepped forward: "Little Goddess, this is the Chaos Pearl. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

Xiaobai waved his little hand, and said in a childish voice with unquestionable authority: "Master Shangguan has worked hard, just take a good rest in the future."

The head of the Shangguan family burst into tears and bowed deeply: "Thank you, little goddess, for your help.

My Shangguan family no longer has to bear this heavy responsibility, but we will not be loyal to Her Highness the Goddess."

He understood that the little goddess had saved their family from the fate of following her for generations.

In fact, he was also tired and wanted to be an ordinary family in the fairy world, because their family had experienced too many things in the past few hundred years.

Xiaobai privately said that he did it mainly to show others. The Shangguan family had invested so much, and someone would send elixirs and crystals every month in the future.

Xiaobai asked the head of the Shangguan family to accept it. Xiaobai learned from Bai Ze that the Shangguan family had really paid a lot, and Xiaobai didn't want them to be involved anymore.

The noble family's banquet arrived as scheduled, and amid the clinking of glasses, undercurrents were surging.

Xiaobai was holding a glass of spiritual juice, swaying on his short legs, but his eyes swept across everyone inconspicuously, finally settling on the young master of the Hai family.

The moonlight was like water, shining on the young master. Almost invisible blue threads flickered slightly around him. Those were the puppet strings.

Second senior brother Li Xiaoran's eyes gleamed with a gleam, and he had already started to use the magic formula in his sleeves, ready to make a thunderous attack.

"Wait, Second Brother." Xiaobai suddenly stretched out his little hand and pressed Li Xiaoran's wrist.

Li Xiaoran was startled and looked at his junior sister.

"The thread is shifted three inches to the southeast," Xiao Bai lowered his voice, but his eyes were sharp as a knife, "He has the Murong family's Burning Heart Gu hidden on his waist."

Li Xiaoran's heart trembled. His junior sister's insight was truly unfathomable now.

Suddenly, the sound of a piano arose. It turned out to be an adapted version of "Pure Land of Bliss" played on a pipa, which had a unique kind of enchantment.

Xiaobai's tiny figure was extremely agile. Following the drum beats, he leaped onto the carved beams of the banquet hall like a fluttering butterfly.

She stroked the air with her small hand and gently scolded: "Su Shi Qin Xin."

Buzz...

The entire banquet hall instantly turned into a huge transparent chessboard, full of light and color.

Above everyone’s head, there appear lines of cause and effect that are thick or thin, bright or dark, intertwining and entangled.

Xiao Bai looked down from above, his childish voice carrying a piercing coldness: "Grandmaster Murong, I'm afraid that this body of yours that you have taken over is about to collapse, right?"

When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked.

At the same time, a figure flashed out from among the guests. It was Bai Yanyan, who had not been revealed much before.

Bai Yanyan plucked the jade zither with her fingertips, and the sound of the zither suddenly turned into several condensed sharp arrows, breaking through the air and shooting towards the dark shadow behind a candlestick in the hall.

"Puff..." A muffled groan came from the shadows.

Xiaobai's eyes turned cold, and he waved his little hand. A red line flew out from the body of the trembling beast next to him, and like a spirit snake, it coiled around the black shadow that was trying to escape.

"Three hundred years ago, you used the blood puppet to deceive the heavens, and now you want to escape?"

The red line instantly tied up the black shadow tightly, and the black shadow let out an unwilling roar.

"When I cut off the divine pillar, I died. Did you ever think that today I would be entangled in karma and my soul would be unable to escape?" Xiaobai's voice was not loud, but every word was heart-wrenching.

Everyone then woke up from their dream, and their horrified eyes focused on the black shadow bound by the red line.

"Ancestor Murong was the culprit who betrayed the goddess three hundred years ago and caused the divine pillar to break." Someone at the table exclaimed in surprise.

"Wasn't he killed by the goddess on the spot and his soul was scattered?"

"It turns out that he actually took over the body of the young master of the Hai family by using a trace of his residual soul."

The Hai family's Patriarch's face was livid, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was full of vigor: "What an old bastard! How dare you take my child's body? Take your life."

He took the lead in attacking, and violent immortal energy surged towards his "son" who had been possessed by another body, which was now shrouded in black shadow.

"Kill him and avenge my dead people."

"If he hadn't cut off the divine pillar, how could we have missed the opportunity to obtain the divine tools and skills, causing our clan to wait for three hundred years."

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and masters from various families took action one after another. The light of their magic weapons illuminated the entire banquet hall, and their target was directly aimed at the bound black shadow.

A campaign against former traitors broke out.

Xiaobai watched coldly, without any emotion on his little face, as if everything was under his control.

The Er Beast shrank its head and muttered softly, "My goodness, when the young master gets angry, he's scarier than Master Bai Ze."

The affairs of the aristocratic family were temporarily settled, and Xiaobai and his companions did not stay in the secret realm for long.

Xiaobai looked up at the sky. The star map was changing, as if an invisible hand was guiding her direction.

"Let's go, next stop, open a new map." She waved her little hand, her voice was childish but full of determination that left no room for doubt.

Everyone nodded, without asking any more questions, and followed her on a new journey.

After passing through a layer of misty space barrier, a biting cold wind blew in your face, blowing up snow all over the sky.

Bai Ze shook his snow-white hair and transformed into a majestic giant beast, carrying everyone steadily.

It spoke in a muffled voice: "Young Master, this is the snowy region of the far north."

Everyone rode on Bai Ze's broad back and traveled quickly in the violent snowstorm. The surroundings were covered in white and there was no sunlight.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

Dozens of sharp ice cones, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, shot out from the depths of the wind and snow, aiming directly at the people on Bai Ze's back.

The hideous shadows of the snow monsters were looming in the wind and snow.

Jing Gan frowned, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: “The High Priest of the Far North, Li Dong.”

He paused, his voice getting deeper: "I was once a brave general under your command, guarding this place."

Before he finished speaking, Third Brother Nangong Wentian suddenly coughed violently, and spots of scarlet blood splattered on the snow-white fur, which was shocking.

"Ahem, this hexagram is not right," Qie Manxing covered his chest, his face instantly pale as paper, "This place is extremely dangerous, the aura is weird, and there is a hidden murderous disaster!"

Xiaobai raised his tender little face and looked into the depths of the snow with his dark eyes.

In the wind and snow, dense groups of snow monsters were gathering from all directions, with green faces, fangs, and murderous aura. There were at least hundreds of them.

Her face sank, but she didn't show any panic or evasion. Instead, she stretched out her pink little hand and shook hands with the snow demon that pounced on her first.

“Crack…”

With a slight sound, the core of the snow monster shattered, and its huge body turned into ice chips and dissipated.

Mysterious icy-blue patterns quietly emerged from her tiny fingertips, blooming and spreading like frost flowers in an instant, bringing with it a chilling and chilling aura that made one's heart tremble.

The wind and snow seemed to be frightened by this divine power and suddenly stopped for a moment.

A tall and slender figure walked over on the snow, his white robe was whiter than snow, his black hair was flying, it was the High Priest Li Dong of the Far North.

"Welcome the little goddess to my humble home," he said with a gentle and humble smile on his face, bowing to Xiaobai from a distance, "I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar, Lidong, I am sorry, I am sorry."

Bai Ze secretly sent a message to Xiao Bai in his sea of ​​consciousness, his tone solemn: "Young master, be careful of this man. He has the aura of the dragon clan's forbidden technique. Although it is extremely obscure, it is definitely unmistakable."

When Xiaobai heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained calm. He just nodded like a little adult and said, "Thank you for being polite, High Priest Lidong. Lead the way."

That night, the highest astronomical platform in the Far North Snow Region was brightly lit, and Li Dong hosted a banquet there.

Starlight poured down from the dome, refracted by ice crystals. It was magnificent, yet concealed a disturbing murderous intent.

After three rounds of drinks, Li Dong pointed at a dilapidated ice sculpture of the first generation of God General in the center of the banquet hall and pretended to sigh: "Alas, time is ruthless, and God's power cannot last forever. The remains of this first generation of God General are now only in this state."

The ice sculpture was covered with traces of damage from knives and axes, and also revealed a hint of unnatural distortion and resentment.

“Zheng…”

The sword at Senior Sister Nan Ningxia's waist suddenly made a clear and passionate sword sound, as if it resonated strongly with something.

Nan Ningxia's eyes narrowed, and her hand was already on the hilt of the sword: "There is another mystery under this ice layer."

Before he finished his words, a sharp sword light was unsheathed, like a sudden dawn, slashing straight at the solid ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

“Boom…”

The thick ice layer shattered with a sound, and the flying ice cubes turned into powder before they hit the ground.

However, what was revealed under the ice was not the remains or inheritance of a god, but countless strange runes flashing with scarlet light, forming a huge formation.

Li Dong's mouth slowly curled up into a cold and cruel smile: "Little goddess, and all the guests who have come from afar, welcome to my hunting ground."

The ban was suddenly activated.

“Ouch…”

"roar……"

Hundreds of transformed monsters of various shapes and with bloodthirsty red eyes swarmed out from under the ice and deep in the snow, roaring. Demonic and deathly auras were intertwined around their bodies, and murderous spirits soared to the sky.

Seeing this, Fourth Senior Sister Bai Yanyan hurriedly plucked the strings of the zither with her jade fingers, wanting to use the sound of nature to fight off the enemy.

But then she heard a sharp "bang" sound, and the strings of the guqin that she held as a treasure in her arms could not withstand the erosion of the strange power emitted by the restriction and broke.

"My limited edition ice silk strings." Bai Yanyan gave a short exclamation, her delicate little face turned pale in an instant, and she was heartbroken.

"With just this little show, you still want to treat us to a meal and a show?"

Amidst the chaos, Xiaobai's childish yet unusually steady voice rang out clearly, with a hint of nonchalant disdain.

Her small figure floated up as lightly as a feather, standing in the air, suspended above the chaotic battlefield.

In an instant, thousands of silver needles sparkling with cold light shot out from her sleeves, quickly gathered and rotated in the air, and turned into a dazzling galaxy, flowing with light, sacred and majestic.

"Li Dong," Xiao Bai said from above. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the entire observatory. "I also have an old song here called 'The Lone Hero'. I thought... I should let you have a good look at what a real 'war song' is."

As soon as the words fell, invisible and majestic piano music surged out from the silver needle galaxy.

That was not just any ordinary music, but a soul-war song that contained great truths, which aroused the resonance of the glaciers in the entire northern snow-covered area!

The power of ice and snow between heaven and earth seemed to be given life in an instant, and it crushed towards those transformed monsters with an overwhelming force!

The monsters that were originally charging violently, ferociously and bloodthirsty suddenly stopped moving, as if they were suppressed by an invisible mountain. Their movements instantly became extremely slow, and red light flickered in their eyes.

The smug smile on Li Dong's face completely froze, and his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.

“This… this power… is this the true meaning of the ancient Gods’ war song ‘Ice River Prologue’?

How could you... Could it be that your memory has already..."

A huge wave of emotion surged in his heart, and a thought that made him feel cold all over kept growing in his mind: Could it be that this seemingly harmless three-year-old baby in front of him had recovered her world-destroying memory and power from her days as a goddess?

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