Anyone else would not easily let their 3,000 years of hard work be destroyed. There was only one possibility. Gou Chen thought that he had already explained the Myriad Gods Painting and even handed it over to Xu Tui.
Where was it then?
Xu Tui examined all the things related to the Heavenly River Chessboard and Gou Chen's remnant spirit again. Suddenly, his gaze landed on something—a chess piece.
There were many chess pieces obtained from the Heavenly River Chessboard. The strongest chess piece was naturally the black general. Then, there was his ferocious red soldier, the other black horses, black cannons, black chariots, and so on.
Myriad Gods Painting? Chess piece? Xu Tui thought about it. That was indeed a possibility. Could the Heavenly River Chessboard be formed by the Myriad Divine Painting? That chess piece naturally had the aura of the Myriad Gods Painting.