The cold rain continued to fall, appearing so icy, so penetrating to the bone.
Outside Mount Xianglu, a group of Monster Clan women converged, staring intently at Mo Ke ahead, their gazes enchanting, their pupils exuding bursts of chilling colors.
With a smile that was not a smile, they looked at the National Master of the Great Tang as one would look at prey, and not just any prey, but one that had already stepped into a trap.
An impending calamity was about to descend, various races and sects, all forces were racing to take the lead, fearing failure in this great disaster.
Now, after much calculation, the Demon Nation finally set its sights on this National Master of the Great Tang. This was a Heaven Calculating Successor after all, and though it had declined for a hundred years, it was still not to be underestimated.
After all, a Chess Master who could detect the Heavenly Calculation was not to be taken lightly by anyone, and would instead be treated as a precious treasure.
