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Chapter 137 Black Pieces of Chess Cover the World
It was a snowing atop Mount Cicada in Northern You and yet drizzling in a hidden valley in the southern region.
Inside the pitch-black darkness that enveloped the valley, a black-robed old man was playing a game of Chinese chess with a young child with pleated pigtails. In front of them was a chessboard covered partially in black pieces and partially in white pieces, with a blood-red line on it. It was a board that was a whopping ten feet in size.
The black-robed old man lowered his head to look at the stone pieces on the board that were scattered like stars in the sky. He looked like he had sunken into a long period of reflection. The young child that sat cross-legged across him didn't disturb him. He held his chin, looking somewhat disinterested.
This game wasn't your typical game of Chinese chess.
The stone pieces pre-arranged on the board were all the same color and translucent. Every time the old man touched the pieces, th
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