Follow the path of Dao from infancy

Chapter 1215: Chapter 261: Ancestor Immortal Body (Part 3)

"I know a little, sorry to disturb you two, please continue."

Li Hao bowed respectfully, his attitude extremely humble.

The two of them exchanged glances, somewhat surprised that Ah Ling hadn’t managed to stop this Human Race boy.

Moreover, they recognized the disciple attire on Li Hao, as the top disciple of the Heavenly Institute at Sword Abyss.

A certain Monster?

The two of them showed a smile on their faces, interesting indeed, among the Human Race prodigies, there’s such an intriguing person.

"Alright, then take a look."

The Spirit Clan elder didn’t say more and continued playing chess with the disciple.

Li Hao focused intently, and during the pause of the Spirit Clan elder’s move, he asked:

"Excuse me, where did senior place their first move?"

"Oh?"

The Spirit Clan elder glanced at him, then pointed at a spot on the chessboard.

"And you?"

Li Hao looked at the middle-aged Spirit Clan member.

The other person immediately saw Li Hao’s intention, couldn’t help but laugh, and pointed out his own move.

Li Hao gazed for a moment, a myriad of complex chess routes emerged in his mind, deriving from these base points.

Both of them noticed Li Hao trying to retrace their chess moves through the initial placements, which requires exceptionally profound chess ability.

They didn’t bother with Li Hao much, not worried about him launching an attack, because if a fight ensued, even against a True Immortal Realm Ninth Layer Sword Dao Monster, they could capture him.

They decided how many people could pass this First Level.

Besides those few who climbed ahead, they were all Immortal Monarch Realm Monsters, which really rendered them helpless...

As the two continued their game, Li Hao observed alongside, while the Spirit Clan girl who tried to stop Li Hao, Ah Ling, had already returned. Seeing Li Hao’s devoted attention to the chess, not even sparing her a glance, she glared at him, then said to the Spirit Clan elder:

"Master, the disciple is incompetent, not his match."

"Hmm, no matter."

The Spirit Clan elder responded absent-mindedly, his gaze fixed on the chessboard.

Ah Ling looked at the Human Race youth, seeing his complete lack of vigilance, this scene atop the cliff presented such a peculiar montage, making her feel rather absurd.

Other disciples hurriedly advanced towards the central area, encountering the Spirit Clan either to preserve their strength by avoiding or swiftly defeating, yet this one ran to the most dangerous spot, craning his neck to watch her master play chess...

Three Spirit Clan members, one Human Race... no matter how you see it, it seems absurd.

A long while.

The breeze caressed the cliffs, and the intense game finally concluded.

As the last piece fell, Li Hao’s eyes revealed a hint of admiration.

He originally thought Elder Wang’s chess skills were unmatched in his life, yet here met two who can vie equally with Elder Wang.

Moreover, their strength was similar, fully exerting themselves in the clash, this contest gave him a feeling of exhilaration.

"Brilliant chess!"

Li Hao couldn’t help but praise.

The Spirit Clan elder won the game, his face carrying a victorious smile and some nostalgia, hearing Li Hao’s praise, he glanced at him and said with a smile:

"Can you understand?"

What he meant by understanding was not merely the win or loss, but grasping the brilliance of each move.

Li Hao chuckled, responding: "Barely."

"Oh?"

The Spirit Clan elder intrigued, picked up six black stones and five white stones, pointing to a spot and asking Li Hao:

"If I placed this move here, do you think there would still be a chance of victory?"

Li Hao focused his gaze, countless chess routes converging in his mind, he pondered:

"There is only a sliver of hope, if the piece is placed here, it must surpass the dragon’s bite, capturing from its throat, to kill through!"

"But if he senses in advance and closes the dragon’s bite, then there is no hope, hence needing two side covers here to proceed."

Hearing Li Hao’s words, the Spirit Clan elder and the middle-aged man had faces full of astonishment.

This boy indeed understood chess, and his chess skill was considerable.

"Interesting, interesting..."

The Ling clan elder couldn’t help but laugh, then waved to the disciple in front of him and said, "You stand up, let me play a game with this young friend."

The middle-aged man froze, a hint of surprise on his face, and said, "Master, but he is from the Human Race..."

"What about the Human Race? A hundred thousand years ago, the Spirit Clan and the Human Race were also allies."

The Ling clan elder said, then seemed to think of something, shook his head and sighed, saying, "In front of Chess Tao, there is no distinction of race, young friend, come."

He gestured for his disciple to stand up and let Li Hao sit down.

Upon seeing this, Li Hao was not polite. He had already been itching to play while watching the game.

The chess abilities of these two were both of the twelfth rank, on par with Elder Wang. If he could defeat them or compete against them, he might touch the Tao Heart Realm of the Twelve Chess Tao.

"Ah Ling, how did you just lose?"

The middle-aged man reluctantly got up, walked to the side, watched Li Hao and his master capturing pieces, and asked Ah Ling next to him.

"His immortal body is terrifying."

Ah Ling glanced at Li Hao and whispered, "My current attacks find it difficult to harm him."

The middle-aged man froze again, also being suppressed at the True Immortal Realm Fifth Level. Although his understanding of the Tao Realm was higher than Ah Ling’s, if even Ah Ling couldn’t break Li Hao’s defense, then he feared he might not fully suppress him either.

"But he is only at the True Immortal Realm Third Level..."

The middle-aged man glanced at Li Hao, previously triggered by the Ancestor Immortal Body, emitting immortal power spilled out, All Phenomena Attributes also unmasked.

Ah Ling remained silent, not speaking.

At this moment, in the chess game, Li Hao was fully immersed, battling against the Ling clan elder’s moves.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles outside the cliff valley, many disciples of the Sword Abyss sect were fiercely contesting with those of the Spirit Clan, vying for entry into the central area.

On the Second Level were 50 True Immortal Realm Sixth Level demons.

These demons, bloodthirsty and fierce, soon put a lot of pressure on many Sword Abyss disciples who had luckily arrived here, forcing many to retreat.

And higher up, some figures were also climbing.

Simultaneously, a few figures appeared at the top of Emperor Sword Mountain.

They had just arrived when they saw the mountaintop of Emperor Sword Mountain, which was extremely simple, with only a thatched hut.

Outside the thatched hut, there was a pile of stones with a sword stuck in it.

Outside the hut was a tea table, and a figure dressed in snowy white sat there quietly enjoying tea.

The figure’s hair was a mix of black and white, seemingly having experienced the vicissitudes of life while still retaining vigorous power.

Seeing this figure, Ji Qingxuan, who led the group, quickly bowed and said, "Disciple greets the Abyss Master."

The middle-aged man before them was none other than the Abyss Master of Sword Abyss, Yun Wumian.

The other three people beside Ji Qingxuan also hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Good, come over and have some tea."

Abyss Master Yun Wumian’s expression was as serene as ethereal mist, his voice resonant and magnetic as he invited the four to sit down.

The few people felt slightly flattered as they approached the Abyss Master and took seats one after another to drink tea.

"I heard from Elder Li that you slew seven Ancient Demon Commanders at the border, not bad."

Yun Wumian looked at Ji Qingxuan and commented.

Receiving a "not bad" from the Abyss Master, Ji Qingxuan put down his teacup, slightly stood up, and cupped his hands in humility, "Abyss Master, you’re too kind. The sword has yet to be honed. This time, in comprehending the Emperor Sword, I hope to polish it further."

Yun Wumian nodded slightly, then let his gaze drift gently downwards, into the clouds outside Emperor Sword Mountain, seemingly overlooking the countless figures climbing the mountain below.

All of Emperor Sword Mountain was within his Immortal Country Domain. With a single thought, he knew everything that happened within.

Seeing several figures exerting themselves to climb and fight on the Fifth and Sixth Layers, his eyes were like mist, revealing a hint of appreciation.

As time passed, more and more disciples were defeated in Emperor Sword Mountain, all being transported out and taking seats on the plains and hills outside, some nursing wounds, others meditating in cultivation with their eyes closed.

On the hill, the black-clad sword-wielding Gu Yan saw that fewer and fewer disciples were emerging from the First Level of Emperor Sword Mountain. He knew it had already calmed inside.

At this moment, he also lifted his foot and flew toward Emperor Sword Mountain.

Atop the mountain, Yun Wumian also noticed the prideful young fellow finally moving.

A slight curve appeared on his lips. A naturally gifted Sword Immortal body, it truly wasn’t easy for Old Man Li to bring back such a treasure.

As his attention followed the young man to the First Level of Emperor Sword Mountain, the entire situation of the First Level appeared in his mind.

There weren’t many disciples remaining here now. Many Spirit Clan members were gathering in the central area, indicating an increase in challenge difficulty.

Simultaneously, in his mind, a remote secluded spot far from the central area appeared, with several figures gathered in front of the cliff valley.

"Oh?"

Seeing the scene there, a hint of surprise appeared in Yun Wumian’s eyes.