51 If You Fight Against the Immortal, the Fun is Endless

"The sky is a chessboard, the stars are its pieces."

"The ground is a lute, the roads are its strings."

Lv Mudui stared at the words inscribed on the vertical boards and couldn't help but read them aloud.

He felt his whole consciousness shake, and a look of astonishment crossed his wrinkled face.

The vertical inscribed boards, made of black iron, bore an overwhelming, terrifying power that rushed at his face. He staggered under the immense pressure and stepped backward. With each step he took, a black brick cracked beneath his feet.

Suddenly, he forcefully tapped his bamboo staff against the stair and tightly closed his eyes.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled.

Lv Mudui turned away from the couplets on the vertical boards. He didn't dare to read them again or ask about them.

With a stony expression on his face, Nie Changqing held his butcher knife and cast a glance at Lv Mudui.

Lv Mudui's willpower was stronger than his.