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Chapter 46 The Rotten Chess Game, The Cage of Heaven and Earth

According to legend, a woodcutter named Wang Zhi was chopping wood on Shishi Mountain.

Suddenly, several children began to sing loudly.

Curious, he went toward the boy.

There were several children gathered there, some singing, some playing chess, looking quite relaxed and carefree.

Wang Zhi was also moved by the children's enthusiasm, so he watched the game of chess there.

The children gave Wang Zhi a treasure shaped like a date pit, so that he would not feel hungry.

Wang Zhi watched for a while, then the boy reminded him, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Wang Zhi then remembered that he needed to go into the mountains to chop firewood.

When he tried to pick up the axe, he found that the handle was rotten.

Hence the name Rotten Axe Handle.

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Standing atop the clouds, Garan looked down at Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian atop the mountain and roared, "You wicked creatures, surrender now!"

The Crane Boy also said, "I spared you the other day, but you've proven ungrateful. Today I will refine you!"

Although the celestial being and the crane boy from the clouds arrived together, they each had their own ulterior motives.

Bai Suzhen is a dragon of demon king level, with extraordinary strength.

If we can subdue it, it will be a great achievement.

Moreover, Garan and the White Crane Boy had long heard that a tremendous opportunity would arise a thousand years later, and all the gods and Buddhas wanted a share of it.

As minor deities within their respective systems, the two gods naturally wouldn't want to miss such an opportunity.

Therefore, the two must compete for the credit for subduing Bai Suzhen.

Garan glanced sideways at the White Crane Boy, his smile cold as he said, "Your cultivation is still shallow; it's best you don't get involved in such matters."

The White Crane Boy rolled his eyes: "I am a white crane under the command of the Antarctic Immortal. I eat immortal herbs and drink morning dew every day, and constantly listen to the Dao and cultivate mysteries. A mere little demon is nothing to me. But why is Garan here in the Southern Continent instead of protecting the Western Spirit Mountain Temple?"

Garan snorted coldly: "Hmph, Bai Suzhen killed my Buddhist disciples and destroyed the temple, so naturally she must bear the wrath of Buddhism. Leave this matter to me."

The White Crane Boy also said, "Those two also stole my master's gourd seeds; they cannot be allowed to live!"

After arguing for a while, the two immortals in the clouds said at the same time, "Since that's the case, then let's each rely on our own abilities."

After the two immortals finished speaking, they attacked at the same time!

Amazing!

This is a guardian deity, and that is an enlightened crane.

Cranes spread their wings to cover the mountains, and Buddha's light shines across the sky, reflecting in the clouds.

The two supernatural powers were locked in a fierce battle, heading towards the top of Stone Chamber Mountain at the same time!

Ordinary mountains are no match for the supernatural powers of immortals.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere in Shishi Mountain, and the ground shook!

Xu and Bai seemed oblivious, heading straight for the mountaintop.

"Are you planning to give up?"

"Since that's the case, I'll take you in, you monster."

Garan and the Crane Boy simultaneously unleashed their magic to kill Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

Suddenly, a blur appeared before my eyes.

Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian have completely disappeared!

At the same time, the supernatural powers released by Garan and the White Crane Boy vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"this?!"

"What exactly happened?"

The two immortals were puzzled and dared not make any rash moves. They simply used their divine senses to carefully search for traces of Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

Unfortunately, there was no gain.

After a long while, Garan sighed softly and turned to head west.

The White Crane Boy knew that the Antarctic Immortal had secretly promised the Divine Deer Boy that he would reap a great opportunity a thousand years later.

He can subdue Bai Suzhen himself and even compete with the Divine Deer Boy.

With that thought in mind, the White Crane Boy gritted his teeth and headed straight for the mountaintop.

"you?!"

The guardian monks had already traveled several miles when they suddenly noticed the movements of the White Crane Boy.

This gave him quite a fright.

"While I need credit, I don't want to put myself in danger."

"But the White Crane Boy has already gained the upper hand. If I return empty-handed, wouldn't my merit turn into a sin?"

"Recently, Buddha's second disciple, Jin Chanzi, was banished to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations simply because he disrespected the Dharma."

"If I don't achieve something now, I might have to go with Jin Chanzi."

With this in mind, the protector of the faith gritted his teeth and headed towards the top of Shishi Mountain as well.

The two immortals flew to the mountaintop and also felt a moment of disorientation, only to see the Rotten Chess Game.

Of course, they also saw Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

The two men looked at Bai Suzhen, who was so close at hand, and sneered, "So you were hiding in a secret place, really..."

Before the words were finished, the mortal who was fiddling with the chessboard suddenly spoke up with a laugh: "It's not hiding, it's inviting you into a trap. Welcome to the prison of heaven and earth."

What does "inviting the enemy into the trap" mean?

That's exactly what I mean.

Xu Xian made his move, then overturned the chessboard and pulled Bai Suzhen up.

Snapped!

With a soft sound, Xu Bai and his companion vanished.

[Congratulations to player Xu Xian for solving the Rotten Chess Game and acquiring the supernatural power [Palm of the Hand] (Blue)]

[Palm-sized Space]: A small world can be condensed in the palm of the hand, which can trap and kill demons and immortals.

Garan and the White Crane Boy were taken aback and immediately gave chase.

But before they could take two steps, they were blocked by a thick white fog.

The two used all their magical power and various escape techniques, but they were still unable to break through the fog.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Where is this place?!"

The two left the fog and re-examined the area.

Garan said, "That mortal just vanished after fiddling with the chessboard. It seems we need to solve this puzzle to leave."

The White Crane Boy was furious: "Isn't that obvious? Where's the endgame?!"

Just as the White Crane Boy had said, there was no more game left to play here.

All that remained was the chessboard on the ground and the scattered chess pieces.

Garan stammered, "So, in other words, if we want to get out, we need to restore the chessboard to its original state first, and then solve the puzzle? You and I are both cultivators, and our spiritual senses are certainly powerful. But restoring this chessboard and solving the puzzle will probably take a hundred years or so."

The White Crane Boy snorted coldly and sat cross-legged on the spot: "No need for such trouble, just wait here. As long as we haven't returned for more than a month, someone will naturally look for us."

"But...but a month in the sky is equivalent to thirty or forty years on Earth!"

The White Crane Boy grew even angrier: "Thirty or forty years it is! How long do we expect to spend three or five hundred years meditating and attaining enlightenment? Can't we even wait a mere thirty or forty years... How is that possible?!"

As Garan was frowning in distress, he suddenly saw the White Crane Boy looking outside with a shocked expression, and he was even more puzzled: "What is it?"

The White Crane Boy asked, "Do you remember when we entered this place?"

"Maple leaves are turning red, fruit trees are fragrant, it's clearly autumn..."

Garan was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly froze on the spot.

Because he clearly saw snowflakes falling from beyond the clouds.

Garan was shocked: "Where did this snow come from?!"

Even the Spirit Crane Boy couldn't contain himself: "So, in other words, the laws of this space are different from those of the outside world! A moment here is equivalent to a season outside!"

Galan exclaimed excitedly, "In just thirty or forty years, people from the outside world will be looking for us. Doesn't that mean we can leave very soon?"

The White Crane Boy nodded and said, "Just wait, someone will be here soon."

Garan and the White Crane Boy settled down and began to meditate here.

But soon, they realized something was wrong.

Things seemed to be developing in a direction that neither of them had anticipated.

More and more gods and monsters are being thrown into this place.

The most ingenious part of the Rotten Chess Game is becoming increasingly crowded.

Of course, this is a follow-up.