252 Don't Be Fooled by This Divination

A gigantic illusion of a chessboard had emerged out of thin air, and the terrifying knife spirit that had entered its range had been blown apart instantly.

A figure floated by quietly, by the edges of the chessboard. He did not step within the range of the chessboard.

He seemed rather serious, rather fearful.

Ye Shoudao's black robes were in tatters, and one of the sleeves had been torn clean off and was drifting in the wind. Despair was written all over his face, and he looked rather intense as well. He held onto a large blade with a single hand, and his Qi was wild and uncontrollable, hitting at the air as it pleased.

"Your Excellency, the demon has possessed this body because she wants to use it to break the shackles and go one step further. If she were to escape or succeed with the possession, then the consequences will be dire," Ye Shoudao said.

He stared at the other end of the chessboard. He knew who had made the move.