1765 Breaking Out of the Cocoon and Becoming a Butterfly

"Digging my own grave, is it? If you have the capability, bury me."

Ye Yuan stared into the sky, the corners of his mouth revealing faint mockery.

The other party was merely a trace of residual Dao accumulation. Really don't know where his confidence came from.

"Humph! Ignorant junior, since you're wholeheartedly seeking death, then this ancestor will send you on your way!"

The Medicine Ancestor's voice carried thick sullen anger.

Smack!

A white piece landed, the situation suddenly changed on the entire chessboard again!

Only to see the white piece turn into thousands of martial artists rushing over, their momentum imposing.

On Ye Yuan's side, the black pieces also transformed into countless black-clothed martial artists.

Both sides launched a dreadful slaughter.

Except, the Medicine Ancestor was indeed worthy of being the Medicine Ancestor. His white pieces already took the advantage.