The old Fire Spirit who had sighed shook his head and mumbled under his breath, "Why is it like this?"
"That's right, why is it this way?" The Fire Spirit sitting by the left side of the chessboard revealed anguish.
"You are Su Xuan Yi's son and an Abyss Builder, so could you tell me why this game turned out like this?" The Fire Spirit on the right of the chessboard lifted his head and for the first time cast his gaze on Su Ming.
At the instant he looked over, Su Ming's heart shuddered. This old Fire Spirit's eyes might seem clouded, but there was an indescribably fierce look in his eyes. In fact, there was even a type of mighty pressure in that gaze. That mighty pressure was even more powerful than that of Dust Burners' Progenitor. Su Ming could sense that faint, indistinct cracks had immediately started appearing in the space around the area when the Fire Spirit looked over.
This was… an Art governing the laws of fate!
"What is this game?" Su Ming asked.
