Chapter 1147: How About A Game Of Chess

Fang Chen smiled. "You're this curious? Didn't the sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Division tell you why they're here lying in wait for me? Aren't you curious at all why they'd show up just for someone like me, just a mere strand of consciousness? Is it really worth the personal presence of first-transformation and even second-transformation Loose Immortals?"

The crowd had been surprised that the Corrosive Dragon King actually knew Fang Chen and had begun scrutinizing Fang Chen's identity.

However, everyone froze upon hearing Fang Chen's words, and they collectively gasped, chills running down their spines.

First-transformation Loose Immortals? Second transformation?

Their gazes instinctively drifted to the sword cultivators hovering in the sky.

"The sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Division are proud and aloof. If I'd asked them, they would've just mocked me. Why bother inviting ridicule?" Corrosive Dragon King smiled faintly. "Now that you've appeared, your escape is impossible. My foster son will surely be heartbroken when he finds out."

"Xia Ji is no longer your foster son, so don't bring him into this. Today is between me and the Heavenly Sword Division. You just stand there and enjoy the show," Fang Chen replied with a smile.

Heavenly Sword Division...

The cultivators present looked confused. None of them had ever heard of such an organization.

Could it be that a hidden sword sect of immense power had remained isolated from the world all this time?

They drew in another breath. These people were considered major figures in the cultivation world, yet they had never even heard of the Heavenly Sword Division.

The old Profound Immortal beside Fang Chen looked increasingly grave. "Fang Chen? Are you the Eternity Heavenly Sage of the Killing Spiritual Division? Leave this place at once!"

He stepped forward instinctively, placing himself between Fang and Corrosive Dragon King.

"Oh? Fellow cultivator, are you also a Killing Spiritual Division cultivator?" Fang Chen remarked with mild surprise.

It seemed that with the unrest stirred up by Tianyao, quite a few Killing Spiritual Division cultivators had arrived here on their own accord despite their faction being without central leadership.

The old Profound Immortal said via sound transmission, "

The Killing Spiritual Division hasn't operated in a long time. Something drastic must have happened. I came here to see if I could uncover any clues. My lifespan is nearly exhausted; my life is worthless now, which is the only reason I dared to come here so openly. Corrosive Dragon King has betrayed the Central Continent Empire, that much is clear. He's with the Spirit God Sect.

"

But you're different. I know your abilities aren't ordinary. If you have any hidden cards, use them now and escape. Hide and take action again when you're stronger!

"

The Corrosive Dragon King noticed the elder's actions and guessed what was happening. He began clapping mockingly. "Looks like a good number of Killing Spiritual Division cultivators have come to crash the party. You all might as well stand up now and die knowing why, right? In any case, aside from our people, none of you here today will leave alive."

As he finished speaking, many cultivators indeed stepped forward. Some were in the Middle Three Realms, while others were in the Upper Three Realms. Their expressions were grim and resolute, clearly ready to die.

"The Killing Spiritual Division...."

Someone finally pieced it together. With over a hundred Killing Spiritual Division cultivators present today, then Corrosive Dragon King and his allies had to be from... the Spirit God Sect!

"Corrosive Dragon King, you're from the Spirit God Sect? To be honest, I have no grudge against your sect. I'd be happy to pledge allegiance today and fight alongside you against the Central Continent!"

Someone immediately sought to switch sides, hoping to survive what seemed a certain death.

The Corrosive Dragon King chuckled. "I won't have much time to train new recruits in the near future, so I'm not accepting new members right now. If you truly wish to join the Spirit God Sect, try again in your next life."

Many looked stunned, their expressions a mix of anger and embarrassment. They'd offered themselves up, only to be rejected?

Fang Chen's eyes flashed as he looked toward a particular spot in the void with a smile. "Li Wuwang, you've been watching long enough. Still afraid that Master Yun He might be here too? Rest assured, he's not present."

The Corrosive Dragon King stiffened slightly.

Li Wuwang? He's here too?

Clearly, he hadn't known that Li Wuwang would be present today. This was no ordinary man. He was the master of the Heavenly Sword Division, a third-transformation Sword Cultivator and one of the top experts on the Chaotic Star.

Aside from Song Zhili, the Spirit God Sect's top operative, few on the entire star could match Li Wuwang.

Li Wuwang stepped out from the void, his handsome features momentarily mesmerizing a few cultivators. "Why are you suddenly bringing up that bastard Yun He?"

"It really is him..."

Corrosive Dragon King immediately recognized him from the distinctive white hair.

Fang Chen seemed to be exchanging glances with Li Wuwang, but was secretly watching the Corrosive Dragon King' reaction.

The Corrosive Dragon King recognized Li Wuwang.

A mere Immortal King shouldn't know someone like Li Wuwang unless there was something unusual about him. If only Xia Xuanji hadn't forgotten so many things, he might've known the truth.

Why had Corrosive Dragon King been split in two? Why was he thrown from the True Martial Region to Tuxiong Star?

The sword cultivators bowed with respectful gazes toward Li Wuwang, admiration and awe shining in their eyes. "Division Master."

Li Wuwang waved them off and stared at Fang Chen. "Why did you mention Yun He? You knew I knew him? Did Li Changsheng tell you?"

Fang Chen smiled and replied, "Yeah. Your adopted son told me. Said you almost became Yun He's disciple back then, but Master Yun He saw through your flawed nature and didn't accept you."

Adopted son? Li Changsheng? The first on the Emperor Ranking is his adopted son?!

The crowd stood frozen, dumbfounded. Was such a thing even possible?

Li Wuwang stayed silent for a few moments, then suddenly chuckled. "He couldn't have told you that. He doesn't know about it."

"Is that so? Then I must've remembered wrong. Maybe it was someone else who told me, perhaps Song Zhili," Fang Chen replied.

"You sure know a lot. Mind telling me how you know?" Li Wuwang asked.

The Corrosive Dragon King' expression was strange. "Master Li, if you want answers, just seize him. Squeeze his weakness and he'll spill everything. Asking politely won't get you far."

"Shut up. You think we need your advice on such trivial matters?" the second-transformation sword cultivator beside him snorted coldly and turned to Fang Chen, his eyes now filled with suspicion.

𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

This was the man who had supposedly slain a second transformation Sword Cultivator in the Immortal Demonic Sea. When this news reached the Heavenly Sword Division, most of the other second transformation cultivators, including himself, had found it hard to believe. But now, seeing how calm and composed this man remained even in front of Li Wuwang, it was starting to seem plausible.

"No one from my side told you? This man killed one of our second-transformation Sword Cultivators in the Immortal Demonic Sea. If not for that, Song Zhili wouldn't have begged me again and again to come clean up this mess," Li Wuwang said, looking at Corrosive Dragon King.

The Corrosive Dragon King was startled. "He killed a second-transformation Sword Cultivator?"

He then chuckled, thinking it was a joke. However, another look at Li Wuwang told him he wasn't joking, and his expression turned serious.

"Shall we play a game of chess?" Li Wuwang looked at Fang Chen with a faint smile.

"A game of chess?"

Before Fang Chen could reply, Li Wuwang casually pinched his fingers in the air, and a distant mountain range roared upward and transformed into a chess piece. It then landed on a vast board conjured from pure immortal essence.

The sight reminded Fang Chen of that time when Yun He and Fang Zhentian had played against each other.

Li Wuwang smiled. "That bastard Yun He seems to value you greatly. He even passed on his personal techniques. I'd like to see just how strong your chess game really is."