81 Chess Fanatic

The cultivator who was speaking earlier smiled. "Interesting, let me have a try."

He jumped in the air and landed in front of the stone wall. He picked a spot on the board and pushed against it.

Vroom!

A chess piece appeared in its spot! No one knew how many years had passed between him and the game, but the game had somehow already started years ago!

It merely took the cultivator three moves for his once-confident face to turn into one of unease and cluelessness. His eyes were bloodshot and the Qi in him started to run out.

"Argh!"

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and staggered five steps backward. His eyes turned dull—a sign of his Insights being attacked!

"Interrogation of Insights?"

Everyone's faces changed as they all turned to look at the Qingyang Elder. One of them asked in an unfriendly tone, "Qingyang Elder! You didn't tell us this is the Interrogation of Insights!"