He picked up the chess piece, lifted it slightly, then dropped it back into the Chess Box. After a brief silence, he whispered, "I lost."
Li Hao's gaze moved from the chessboard to the face of the dark outline opposite him. Although the outline was just like his own, he understood that it carried another soul within.
Or rather, another intent.
"Thank you for letting me win."
Li Hao said.
"Thank you for your artistry."
The Chess Tao avatar dissipated, but before it vanished completely, it whispered with a smile.
Li Hao was slightly startled, then suddenly realized—indeed, as he had suspected, this Tao Realm avatar was formed by the intent of Wenda Mountain, controlled by it. Therefore, the one he faced in battle was, in a sense, himself, or one could say, Wenda Mountain.
But there's no doubt, Wenda Mountain didn't overpower him; it used a corresponding level of chess skill to compete.
As the Chess Tao avatar dissipated, the chessboard before him also disappeared.
