Chapter 341 Snow Emperor_1

In an instant, an area with a radius of ten thousand li was directly sealed by this terrifying game of chess.

The world was in shock.

Even the Saint Monarchs of the Golden-Winged Peng Tribe were looking grave!

"That person... why does he feel familiar to me?!"

Jīnlán Saint Monarch murmured.

"There are only a few in the ancient history with such prowess in chess..."

Jin Feng speculated.

Amidst the discussions of the crowd, high above in the sky vault, the Yu Kong Flying Ship of the Celestial Tribe slowly descended, while that terrifying old man standing in the chessboard formation remained aloft, seemingly gazing at the Primordial Mountain Range from afar.

The flying ship of the Celestial Tribe finally landed.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a middle-aged man with an incredibly powerful aura stepped down from the warship of the Celestial Tribe, one step at a time!

"The Saint Monarch of the Celestial Tribe... Tian Haoyuan!"