Chapter 343: Million-Year-Old Mud_1

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And at this moment,

on the other side of the Primordial Mountain Range,

tens of thousands of warriors from the Ancient Clans were waiting.

Qiantian Chess Saint was deducing the chess patterns inside the Primordial Mountain Range.

Beneath his feet, countless spirit patterns of the path of chess were unfolding, and in the short span of half an hour, his chess formation had evolved thousands of times.

"Finally found it."

Suddenly, he looked up, facing forward, and said,

"Follow me!"

He immediately descended from the air and walked ahead.

The mystical Godly Chess Light within the Primordial Mountain Range commanded formidable prowess; during this time, many powerful beings and Quasi-Saints had come to investigate and many were killed, but at this moment, where he stepped, there was no disturbance at all.

It was as if the chess formation didn't exist.

As if walking on flat ground!

"Qiantian Chess Saint is truly unmatched in the path of chess!"