Countless people looked up at the sky, where the crack that stretched across the heavens grew larger and larger, and the chess king's enormous head was forced out.
During this process, a large amount of spatial power and rule power appeared around the spatial rift, constantly attacking the Chess King, as if this world itself was also trying to stop him.
At the same time, the purple sun disappeared, and the normal sun reappeared.
In an instant, the purple night turned back into day, and the capital city was once again bathed in bright sunlight.
Xiao Tao suddenly reminded Xia Tianqiong that the rules of death within the capital city had disappeared.
This indicates that the chess king has stopped applying the death rule.
At that moment, the surviving masked man discovered that the mask had lost its bewitching effect and become an ordinary mask, which could be removed at will.
The mask crisis in the capital can be considered resolved.
But an even greater crisis has only just begun.
All the people looked up at the giant human face and were filled with deep fear.
Everyone realized that the world was probably really going to be destroyed.
Rumble!
The spatial rift was torn open wider, and the Chess King tilted his head forward, slowly squeezing his entire body in.
Countless spatial and rule-based forces tore at his body, leaving huge wounds as deep and unfathomable as abysses.
But he ignored everything and forced his way in.
Once his body fully entered the human world, the spatial and rule-based forces disappeared and ceased attacking him.
Then his body rapidly shrank, countless wounds healed quickly, and he eventually returned to normal human size, hovering ten thousand meters in the air.
Suddenly, a loud voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "You brat, come and play chess with me!"
The chess king looked down at the earth, his gaze never leaving Xia Tianqiong.
Xiao Tao warned again, "Boss, be careful, he's going to use the death rule on you alone."
Xia Tianqiong's expression turned solemn; the Chess King was about to deal with him.
The opponent has already applied the death rule; if you don't play chess, the rule will be triggered, but he doesn't know how to play chess at all.
Even if someone knows how to play, who can beat the Deceptive King, who holds the title of Chess King?
For him, this rule was almost unsolvable.
Just as Xia Tianqiong was hesitating about whether to take out the tablet, the Chess King turned his head to look in the direction of the Imperial Capital General Bureau building.
Suddenly, he roared, "Huo Xunxian, you're asking for death!"
One minute ago.
As the true form of the Chess King forcibly passed through the rift between the human and demon realms, the Chess King, in his shadow form, was slightly distracted during the top-level meeting of the Imperial Capital Bureau.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Master Huo suddenly made his move.
Three rusty copper coins flew out of his sleeve and struck the chessboard instantly.
The chessboard was unharmed, but it seemed as if some kind of barrier had been broken, with invisible ripples appearing around it.
Immediately afterwards, Old Huo took a deep breath and finally stood up.
It turns out that he had been trapped in the same spot by the chessboard, unable to leave, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to play chess with the chess king for so many days.
As the body gained its freedom, the three copper coins flew at high speed, forming a small storm that enveloped the Shadow Chess King before he could react.
The Shadow Chess King here is actually the consciousness of the true body, and only a very small part of it.
Since the human world has not completely collapsed, the rift between it and the realm of ghosts is not strong enough for someone of the Ghost King's level to pass through, so under normal circumstances, he cannot descend to the human world.
Therefore, the Chess King chose a special method to gradually descend to earth.
Unexpectedly, Xia Tianqiong disrupted the process, causing the descent to be interrupted.
Enraged, it was willing to suffer injury to tear through space and force its way in.
However, the portion of his consciousness that had descended earlier was still in front of Elder Huo.
Just as he was about to recall this part of his consciousness, he experienced a very brief moment of distraction, which allowed Old Master Huo to seize the opportunity to strike.
"Huo Xunxian, with your less than ten thousand years of cultivation, you dare to attack me?"
The Chess King's consciousness snorted angrily, wanting to retaliate, but it was too late.
Old Huo smiled faintly, and his attack instantly became even sharper. "You are just a consciousness, not even one-tenth the strength of the real body. If I can't even deal with you, I don't deserve to be called the King of Devils."
"My true form is about to descend to the mortal realm. Do you want to die?"
As the two demon kings conversed, a small storm rapidly compressed.
Ultimately, the Chess King's consciousness was forcibly forced into the chessboard, and then a copper coin was placed on the chessboard, sealing the Chess King inside.
Old Huo picked up the chessboard and smiled with relief.
"Sealing you in your chessboard isn't an insult to you, is it?"
At that moment, the true form of the Chess King descended to the mortal realm. Sensing the state of the consciousness, he suddenly roared.
With a flash, Elder Huo appeared ten thousand meters in the sky, standing a hundred meters away from the true form of the Chess King, facing each other from afar.
Xia Tianqiong felt somewhat relieved when he saw Elder Huo appear. After all, this was a genuine Ghost King.
The chess king was dressed in a white robe that fluttered even without wind, and his white beard and hair gave him an air of otherworldly elegance.
"Huo Xunxian, I have already shown you mercy. Do you intend to defy me now?"
Old Master Huo chuckled: "Chess King, don't be angry. Why don't we have a good talk? As the King of Deception, your goal should be the Upper Realm, not to show off your power in the mortal world."
"Hmph! You think you can blackmail me by controlling a wisp of my consciousness?"
"Is this not just a wisp of consciousness? In my opinion, it's at least one-tenth of your true form. Plus, you forcibly descended to the mortal realm and suffered a backlash from heaven and earth, so you're already quite injured."
How much of your potential can you actually unleash now? Probably not even 60%?
"Even if I only have 10% of my strength left, it's enough to deal with a junior like you."
Before the chess king could finish speaking, he suddenly made his move.
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