The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

That night, many things happened that Jiang Chuan hadn't expected.

He Teng's sudden appearance broke the deadlock in front of the elevator doors.

Then he saw his clone.

And then this unremarkable He Teng actually became the third A-rank player?

This middle-aged man from the Diviner Alliance clearly possessed the strength of a top-tier expert, and a great battle was about to break out.

Jiang Chuan never expected that this confrontation would ultimately take place on the chessboard.

It turns out that life and death will be decided by the outcome of a game of chess.

But what Jiang Chuan least expected was...

At this moment, He Teng was already at a disadvantage.

But this was clearly He Teng's ability; he was the one who lured the opponent into the game. How could he have been at a disadvantage?
Jiang Chuan looked at He Teng.

Although he still stood there proudly with his posture upright, he already seemed somewhat heavy-hearted.

Both players were placing their stones extremely quickly, and still were. However, He Teng's stone-placing speed was already half a point behind the white stones. This ability to decide the outcome of the game based on the rules of Go was undoubtedly He Teng's trump card, but human strength has its limits, and human calculations can never compete with the workings of fate.

Jiang Chuan could tell that He Teng was not only slowing down his moves, but the situation on the board was also very unfavorable.

……

On the top floor of the headquarters building.

Looking at the scene, Song Chen exclaimed in surprise, "He Teng's abilities are actually like this..."

Only then did he realize why Zhou Shan hadn't gone.

Even if they go, they will ultimately be unable to make a move. Once He Teng uses this chessboard, the final outcome will be decided solely on this chessboard.

Despite his surprise, Song Chen's expression was quite unpleasant.

He certainly noticed this as well, realizing that the black pieces on the chessboard were being pressured by the white pieces.

"They're going to lose..."

Song Chen was a little anxious. He looked at Zhou Shan beside him, but found that Zhou Shan's expression was as calm as ever.

This made him somewhat curious.

Then Song Chen asked, "What will happen if we lose?"

Zhou Shan calmly said four words: "Whoever loses dies."

Song Chen: "...Can't you see that He Teng is going to lose?"

Zhou Shan remained expressionless and silent.

……

The game continues.

White has formed an encirclement, and Black is subtly trapped, like a giant dragon whose head has been strangled and cannot move.

Meanwhile, in the secret room of the Diviner Alliance, He Teng's information had already been retrieved.

"He Teng, 19 years old, is China's youngest Go master. Since his debut at the age of fourteen, he has won numerous championships within a year, becoming the youngest person to be ranked number one in the world of Go, earning the title of 'Young Go Saint.' However, he has disappeared from the public eye for the past two years and has stopped participating in competitions..."

"Judging from the timeline, it should have been incorporated into the organization by then. I just didn't expect it to become a top-tier company in just two years."

Another person commented, "Such talent and ability are indeed remarkable. Reaching the rank of Jia Shang means stepping outside the chessboard and becoming a player. With such strength, one would naturally have a good chance of winning against an ordinary Jia Shang player, but to encounter Guan Yuan and still have to play chess shows that he doesn't take us fortune tellers seriously."

The people present smiled, looking quite confident, as if victory was already assured.

At this moment, someone spoke up: "But this game... looks rather ordinary. Even ordinary Go masters wouldn't find it this difficult, let alone a young prodigy. Could it be that he has neglected his studies for the past two years?"

Someone in the room scoffed, "If you don't understand chess, then shut up."

"Wasteful? I think you don't know the wonder of this game."

"The fact that mortals can contend with the heavens to this extent is far beyond my expectations."

His words were sharp and incisive, but everyone present fell silent. If Shen Jing were here, he would probably be quite surprised by his teacher's status.

The man who spoke was quite prestigious within the Diviner Alliance.

The memories of his past life were those of Li Chunfeng.

……

Jiang Chuan, now engrossed in the game, began to look grim.

It wasn't just He Teng who was at a disadvantage in the game.

They were even more awestruck by the power generated when the white stones were connected in one piece.

The chess pieces had already begun to form a formidable advantage.

It's a move to strangle them.

On this chessboard, a deity, seemingly on the verge of awakening, was about to behead He Teng. He Teng, standing to one side of the board, was like a small boat tossed and struggled in a turbulent sea; he seemed unable to even breathe, let alone reach the shore…

"We're going to lose..."

Jiang Chuan felt terrible.

This time, He Teng finally began his first long period of contemplation.

The chessboard is in turmoil, with White's offensive like a raging storm. Is a long deliberation under such pressure a wise decision? In such a high-intensity game... the longer the deliberation, the more likely one is to make a mistake.

It should be noted that although He Teng is known as a young chess master, he is ultimately just an ordinary person.

Humans are prone to making mistakes.

Jiang Chuan had forgotten how long he had been thinking.

However... He Teng, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, raised his arm at this moment.

This unusual action caused Jiang Chuan's expression to change slightly. Because in this extraordinary chess game of heaven and earth, placing a piece relied solely on mental power, without needing to raise one's hand.

This subconscious action precisely shows that He Teng seems to have really forgotten some things, and he is under immense pressure.

However, the moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately realized he was wrong.

"wrong……"

He looked up at the night sky in astonishment.

When He Teng raised his arm after a long deliberation and finally decided to make his move...

This world seemed to sense just how ingenious this move about to be made would be.

This move actually triggered a change in the celestial phenomena!
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky directly above the base, followed by a flash of lightning and thunder.

It's winter, after all.

Do thunderstorms occur in winter?

Jiang Chuan stared in astonishment at the scene, his heart filled with shock. Then he looked at He Teng's figure and saw a smile playing on He Teng's lips—a satisfied smile.

Are you satisfied with this move?

No, Jiang Chuan could tell that this wasn't a smile of satisfaction. Rather, it was a smile of excitement born from being immersed in this game of chess against the Heavenly Dao!
The move has been made.

As He Teng's three fingers fell from the sky, a black chess piece landed on the chessboard with a thud.

Boom!
A powerful sound!
The placement of this black piece seemed to activate all the black pieces on the board, connecting them into one! Streaks of black light danced among the black pieces; a single move had brought life to a stagnant pool!
But how could this be?!
Jiang Chuan was dumbfounded.

He rubbed his eyes. In his memory, no one had ever been able to make such a huge comeback in a single move under such circumstances!

"Oh?"

Even the expert from the Diviner Alliance suddenly let out a surprised and uncertain sound.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Excellent game!"

That's what he said, but he didn't think about it at all, and simply calmly placed another piece. The white piece appeared out of thin air, landed on the board, and once again put pressure on the black pieces.

Is it really impossible for humans to fight against nature?

This time, however, Jiang Chuan didn't have time to observe.

He Teng immediately followed suit, placing a new piece.

He no longer pondered for long periods.

It seems they've stopped thinking.

Under the night sky, the black and white pieces were placed in turn.

The winds and clouds are stirring, and it seems that heaven and earth are watching this chessboard.

when!when!when!
Although the moves were silent, the sharp, crisp sound of each move seemed to echo in my memory. The black and white pieces began their true battle, as if swords were flashing across the board—a truly breathtaking contest!

From the middle of the game, when He Teng stopped thinking for a long time after his first long deliberation... not only did Black not fall behind, but it also began to embark on a path of slaying gods!
Jiang Chuan's breath caught in his throat, and his heart pounded with fear.

How could playing chess possibly unleash such a powerful force?
In Jiang Chuan's mind, Go had long since become obsolete. Ever since that dog appeared, human Go had transformed from an aesthetic and mathematical exercise into a form of record-keeping, embarking on a path of imitation of machine learning.

Because only in this way can you win the game.

But these two...

Why are their moves so good?

Leaving aside the fact that the middle-aged man borrowed the power of Heaven to play chess again, He Teng is a human. What makes him think he can take this step? Even that dog can't be said to be invincible, let alone playing chess with the power of Heaven!

And how did he manage to fight his way to this point?! His previous moves were so ordinary, all for the sake of this one move to revitalize everything!?

Did you calculate this from the very beginning?

Could he be even more powerful than that dog?!

He couldn't understand.

But thinking about it this way, at what level are these two people playing chess?

The night grew colder.

It was the chilling intent emanating from the chessboard that brought the sense of impending doom.

White light flashed and black light swirled on the chessboard, like two black and white lightning bolts constantly moving across the chess pieces.

The struggle between humanity and nature has reached a fever pitch.

The curtain shrouding the chessboard, the Heavenly Dao pressing down upon it...

It seems He Teng is about to expose them. ...

The Diviner Alliance's Secret Chamber.

Exclamations of surprise rang out amidst the thunderous sound of pieces being placed.

"How can it be!?"

"What makes him so special?!"

"How did he manage to defy fate and reach this point?!"

Although it was far from a winning position, once Black's pieces were revived and began to fight White...

This is the greatest insult to those who use the ways of heaven to calculate the entire world.

How can man fight against Heaven?!

When playing chess against the heavens, how can the outcome be so unpredictable?
Everyone was taken aback and puzzled.

But only one person's expression remained unchanged.

Li Chunfeng remained silent.

He sat at the back of the crowd, calmly watching the game, seemingly deep in thought.

He was thinking like a human, trying to figure out where He Teng's black piece would land next. But when the black piece was swiftly and simply placed, it always turned out unexpectedly. Nine times out of ten, his guesses were wrong.

……

Song Chen and Zhou Shan were also staring at the chessboard.

The two players were playing chess so fast that even the second-best player in the top tier felt like his brain couldn't keep up.

Seeing He Teng's fierce fighting, Song Chen felt his heart clench.

Although the score was evenly matched, there was no clear chance of victory.

Even being able to fight against the heavens is already powerful enough.

……

The chess pieces have been placed all over the board.

Empty spaces are now extremely scarce.

Everyone watching this game knew that it was now nearing its end.

From the middle game onwards, the black and white pieces were evenly matched, and even at this point, no clear winner emerged.

Does this mean it will end in a draw?

For an ordinary person like He Teng, this was enough.

To be able to contend with the heavens to this extent is already quite impressive.

At this moment, however, the white pieces were deep in thought.

From the beginning until now, Bai Zi has never hesitated, but only now has he begun to ponder for a long time.
How could he possibly need to think for so long?
Guan Yuan's thumb moved rapidly across his four fingers, but his brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"hiss--"

A gasp of cold air came from above, and his expression was becoming increasingly unpleasant.

And He Teng's slow, deliberate voice rang out from there:
"You can't calculate it... right?"

"At this point, I'm forcing you to make a choice... You've already lost, haven't you?"

Guan Yuan's fingers froze, and he looked up in astonishment at He Teng.

He Teng, as always, looked at him calmly:
Who says... human calculations can't outsmart fate?

I said, "Man can conquer nature."

Guan Yuan stared at the chessboard, calculating that he had two moves that would lead him to victory. He kept calculating because he couldn't determine which move had the higher probability of winning.

Guan Yuan snorted coldly at He Teng's statement.

He had an idea and prepared to make his move again.

At this moment, even the stars in the sky seemed to brighten.

At this moment, it seemed as if the seasons had turned.

The white piece gathered in one of the few empty spaces, creating a storm and forming a vortex.

Can man conquer heaven?

joke.

This chessboard has its limits; how can you possibly outmaneuver the secrets of heaven?

When this move is made...

Guan Yuan let out a heavy sigh.

He knew that he had already won.

Jiang Chuan stared in disbelief at everything before him.

He suddenly remembered the chessboard he had seen in He Teng's little house, the one where black pieces had appeared out of thin air.

Meanwhile, inside that small house, the chessboard was already covered with chess pieces. And what was most terrifying was... if you looked closely, the chess pieces on the board were flashing rapidly, with black and white pieces appearing one by one in the few empty spaces on the board.

Then stop.

Ultimately, the chessboard evolved into a defeat for the black pieces.

It was a foregone conclusion.

He Teng stared at the white piece that had just been placed, remaining motionless for a long time.

Everyone watching this game knows that the outcome is already decided.

Zhou Shan stood up with a solemn expression, ready to set off.

In that office, Li Chunfeng raised his eyebrows, but felt a little regretful.

Jiang Chuan looked somewhat disappointed, but he was still unable to move, helplessly bound by the rules.

The clone Jiang Chuan was unaware of what was happening, but he sensed that there seemed to be a massive power accumulating between heaven and earth, which made him somewhat resistant.

Guan Yuan looked at He Teng, feeling immense admiration for him.

He opened his mouth and said:
"Pointless."

"It's just a game."

"Before the Dao of Heaven, everything is finite. You have already done quite well to reach this level."

He Teng smiled.

"Pointless?"

"Yes."

"Life itself has no inherent meaning."

"Human feelings, cognition, needs and desires, such as love and affection, are meaningless to the vast universe, to this nature, and to everything between heaven and earth."

"But the purpose of life is to find meaning in life."

"The way of Go is where my meaning lies."

"You think I've lost?"

At that moment, the chessboard in the small house began to flicker again.

In the remaining empty space, we began to place pieces again.

He Teng continued speaking, raising his arm again.

"The way of Heaven can conceal the truth, but it cannot conceal the art of divination."

"You think you can hide your true intentions from me and I won't see through your despicable tricks?!"

"ridiculous!"

He raised his arm to a certain height.

The outcome of the chessboard in that small house had changed.

The victory that White had seemingly secured vanished.

The rewritten outcome means that the original result has been returned to normal.

When this scene unfolds...

Zhou Shan smiled in surprise, then sat down again.

Countless people in the secret room stood up in surprise, their eyes wide as they stared at the light screen in front of them.

Li Chunfeng forced a smile, but the regret in his eyes vanished.

Before the base gate, Hei Zi descended from the sky, his weight as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The veil of Heavenly Dao that shrouded the chessboard was shattered with a thunderous roar!
A beam of black light pierced straight into the sky!
When the black stone was placed, the white stones exploded!

Within the rules, no one can escape!
He Teng's voice, like his domineering move, became incredibly powerful.

Guan Yuan was trembling all over, his face deathly pale.

It wasn't because of the loss, or even because of life and death, but because his faith was crumbling.

How can man possibly conquer nature?

Even his attempt to reverse cause and effect through astrology failed?

How can this be?

at this time.

He Teng stood with his hands behind his back, the howling wind causing his clothes to flutter wildly. He raised his head amidst the wind, as if piercing through the heavens, as if gazing directly at the people in the secret room of the Diviner Alliance.

In those eyes was the pride of a young man, the courage to fight against the heavens.

It's an overbearing arrogance that says "I am the only one who can do it."

A chess master in his prime, if not defying fate, then who? (End of Chapter)