On East Kunlun Mountain, it remained as if spring bloomed year-round, with little animals merrily scampering back and forth on the slopes, frolicking. Brightly colored birds perched on branches raised their voices in jubilant song.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a teal figure shot up from the foot of the mountain, bringing with it wild spiritual energy that whipped the mountain winds into a howling frenzy.
In the Yuqing Hall perched atop the Void Cliff, Li Qingming urged Primordial to make his move quickly. But at that moment, his expression shifted, and he turned his head toward the hall entrance, saying, "Master, Qinglingzi has arrived!"
"Oh? Where?" Primorial looked back, his right hand nevertheless lightly skimming over the chessboard.
Instantly, the chess game that had been inevitably leading to a loss for the white pieces was thrown into complete disarray by Primordial.
