"The Dutian flag is about to be raised, and many people will be unable to sit still."

Luo Yichuan and Chen Chen sat at the same table. At this time, they were both drunk.

It was not easy for them to mix in the girls' circle, and they were not suitable for the master's place. Geng Yi took Xiao Bai out for a walk again, and now they were left sitting here miserable.

The two brothers drank one cup after another. After a while, they became drunk and fell asleep on the table.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Luo Yichuan's mind, grand and majestic.

And Luo Yichuan, also in a daze, saw a man dressed in black, with the sun, moon and stars under his feet.

Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, it didn't stop him from feeling the powerful aura of the man.

The man stood in a void of deathly silence, with a dark and cold universe behind him.

Loneliness and emptiness.

That is the coldness of the origin of the universe, and the silence of the beginning of the great mist.

A mottled ancient road extended from the depths of the unknown land to the man's feet.

At this time, he stood at the end of the road, looking at Luo Yichuan calmly.

"you again?"

Luo Yichuan said in surprise.

He had seen this man before. When he was solving the problem at his family's construction site, Yu Xi had used a spell to awaken a dusty memory deep in his mind.

At that time, this man appeared in his mind.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to fight against those evil spirits transformed by the black mist.

Therefore, he is not too unfamiliar with this man.

"Old friends, enemies, and rivals from the past will all come... then..."

He spoke, and his voice echoed in the cold universe, with helplessness, sighs, and a sense of powerlessness.

"Time is running out, you have to grow up as soon as possible..."

He looked at Luo Yichuan and said this.

"who are you?"

Luo Yichuan stood on the mottled ancient road. There was deathly silence in all directions, and a faint gray fog filled the air. He could neither see the way forward nor the way back.

Being here, Luo Yichuan felt a coldness emanating from his bones.

It was the cold that penetrated the bone marrow, the cold that wiped out everything.

Without the change of time, such unchanging loneliness is enough to drive everyone crazy.

"I am you……"

At the end of the road, the man stood with his hands behind his hands and sighed softly.

"you are me?"

"Then who am I?"

Luo Yichuan was confused.

"I am you, but you are not me, at least not yet..."

The man's voice sounded, but it caused the gray fog to fill and spread.

Faintly, countless pairs of scarlet ghost eyes seemed to light up deep in the mist, and their gazes were projected towards this place.

"Let's go and look for him. He may be there. As long as he is here, everything will turn around!"

"Otherwise, there will be eternal darkness with no way to escape!"

The man at the end of the road suddenly spoke, his voice a little urgent, then turned around and left, stepping into the cold depths of the universe.

At this time, Luo Yichuan suddenly discovered that the man was covered in wounds. His clothes were soaked with blood, and many of the wounds were so deep that his bones were visible.

"Hello……"

Luo Yichuan wanted to ask, but it was useless.

The black mist surged like a rolling ocean tide, cutting off all sounds and blocking all words.

In the darkness, pitch-black creatures came out one after another, coming to kill Luo Yichuan.

Even though they are separated from this place by countless years, they still want to take action.

However, they were all stopped by the seriously injured man.

Deep in the universe, a fist wind suddenly roared, the laws and orders collapsed, and the terrifying true meaning of martial arts burst out, making the universe tremble.

Luo Yichuan was stunned. His whole body was swept up by the wind of the fist and fell far away.

And this scene also happened in Chen Chen's dream.

Different from Luo Yichuan, although the world in Chen Chen's dream is also a cold universe, there are still sun, moon and stars.

A blood-stained road extended from an unknown place, and at the end of the road sat a man dressed in sackcloth.

The same unclear appearance, the same body covered in blood, the same incomparable power.

The man was sitting cross-legged, with a chessboard placed on a piece of bluestone in front of him. The chessboard was old and seemed to have been eroded by time, like a piece of rotten wood.

There are black and white chess pieces all over the chessboard, and murderous intent is everywhere like the bite of canine teeth.

"Please sit down!"

As Chen Chen walked along the road, there were ancient stars in all directions.

He walked like an ant in the depths of the empty universe, curiously looking at everything around him.

After all, nothing excites a boy more than being close at hand and within reach of the sun, moon and stars.

Finally, he reached the end and saw the man sitting across from the chessboard.

The man seemed to smile and then asked him to sit down.

Although they were strangers to each other, Chen Chen somehow felt that he was extremely close to this man.

It's like we've known each other for years.

Chen Chen was not polite, he sat cross-legged and carefully looked at the chess game in front of him.

The battle between the black and white chess pieces has reached its final chapter. The killing intent is overflowing and there is no way to stop it. You are fighting for it, and there is no way out.

"Good chess, good chess!"

Seeing this chess game, Chen Chen couldn't help but admire it, astonishment welled up in his eyes.

He liked Go since he was a child, and it was his only pleasure besides studying. Therefore, his family did not object to his hobby and even hired a special teacher to teach him.

Chen Chen is talented and intelligent. He has been learning chess for more than ten years since he was five years old. His attainments in Go have already been good enough to rival some great masters, so his vision is certainly not low.

But at this time, he was unexpectedly shocked.

Apart from watching Lin Huang's chess game, this was one of the few times he was shocked.

"Throughout the ages, the ancient Go records that have been handed down from generation to generation are all amazing. Such games as the grass and tree records, the vomiting blood record, the blood and tear records, etc..."

"However, in terms of killing power, there are countless chess games throughout the ages, and this game is enough to overwhelm them all."

"Suppressing everything..."

The man in linen clothes spoke, his voice was gentle, but there was also a hint of doubt, and even a hint of self-deprecation.

"If it were him... maybe it could be done, but for me, I'm still far behind..."

"You mean...master?!"

Chen Chen tentatively spoke. Although he didn't know who the man was talking about, he instinctively thought of Lin Huang.

"Of course it's that one!"

"He is very strong...ahem..."

The man in linen covered his mouth with his hand, but he couldn't help coughing, and blood seeped out between his fingers.

"I once discussed Taoism with him, received his guidance, and was supported by him. I was able to touch the surface of Yin and Yang, and prove the supreme..."

"Although at that time, we went far into the depths of darkness, fighting the powerful enemy with our lives and buying him time."

"But in the end, we still have to rely on him to save..."

Having said this, the man in sackcloth lowered his head silently, as if he was mourning for someone.

"At that time, he tried his best to barely block the corrupted heavens and forcibly suspended the progress of destruction..."

"But he himself also declined..., his body was strange, his fate was ominous, he was struggling alone at the end of the darkness, no one could help him, he was alone, and finally..."

"He saved the heavens, but he couldn't save himself..."

The universe was silent, and the light of the sun, moon and stars dimmed, as if they were mourning with him.

"He died, so we survived..."
To be continued...