Use violence to control violence

Zhou Yu's pushing movement was very gentle, like he was practicing Tai Chi.

But as he withdrew, a disc vaguely appeared behind him. It was the Samsara Disc, but it was not.

It seems to have been born out of reincarnation and now forms a world of its own.

As the disc rotated, yin and yang were born, and the birth and death of the world appeared. It became bigger and bigger, and finally fell towards the tomb like a sky curtain.

Even before it got close, the noise it created was already extremely exaggerated, surpassing the Ancestral Dragon Seal.

This is not stronger than the imperial weapon, but the Ancestral Dragon Seal cannot unleash its full power without the emperor's support.

At most, it is just tainted by the imperial power.

Zhou Yu's current level has already surpassed the power of a quasi-emperor in controlling imperial weapons. At the same time, he uses his spiritual thoughts to circulate the realm, imagining that he can transform a realm into an ancient sacred mountain.

The disc may seem simple, but it actually carries the power of an entire world, and it is all part of the world of the sacred mountain.

There is no other rule here, it's just about being heavy, sacrificing everything else to maximize weight.

Sure enough, the existence in the tomb seemed to sense the horror of Zhou Yu's disc, and Taoist patterns kept rushing out.

It transformed into a huge hand, a magic weapon, and thousands of troops using various means to try to destroy it.

But in front of Zhou Yu's disc, it was useless.

They could only watch helplessly as they were being gradually eroded, and finally, they began to be crushed downwards from the top of the tomb.

Click!

Click!

The huge tomb, which had existed for who knows how many years, began to be gradually eroded. When it was halfway through, it completely collapsed, revealing the truth inside.

"hiss!"

Everyone who witnessed this gasped in shock. What was buried in this tomb was not some strange creature, nor was it some self-destructive supreme being, but rather a chessboard.

The chessboard is square, with black and white chess pieces scattered around, like a chess game. All the patterns have evolved from it.

On both sides of the chessboard, there is a black and white chess pot, as if someone was playing chess here long ago.

"The Burial Valley of Gods is not about gods, but chessboards?"

"Who plays the chess? Who is the chess piece, and who is the chess player?"

This horrified them. They thought they were fighting against an old supreme being, but unexpectedly, it was just a chess game.

"What chess player? It's just a trick."

Zhou Yu was disdainful and raised his hand to push the millstone out again. This time, he aimed at the chessboard, wanting to completely destroy it.

Swish!

Before the millstone approaches, the chess piece rises from the chessboard out of thin air, blooms the imperial pattern, and begins to block.

However, the chess piece collapsed in an instant, and more and more chess pieces came forward and continued to block it.

Finally, it was successfully resisted.

But Zhou Yu's sneer deepened. "You can block it once, how many times can you block it?"

"Quasi-Emperor, please don't push me too far."

Suddenly, a divine thought came from the chessboard, as if negotiating.

"If I reach my ultimate sublime state, even if I die, you will not be better off."

"Outwardly powerful but inwardly weak!"

Zhou Yu replied with a sneer, the Human Emperor Banner above his head waved, and the ghost chains pierced through the void and began to search for the target.

The chessboard was indeed his means, but it was not unbreakable.

As long as you erase it forcefully, its true form will naturally appear.

Zhou Yu even suspected that he might have a surprise.

Like the Supreme Yin and Yang, killing two birds with one stone.

Boom!

The terrifying millstone pressed down, as if to completely obliterate the chessboard.

At this moment, the chessboard seemed unable to withstand Zhou Yu's power. Suddenly, divine patterns began to flow, and then two terrifying figures rose into the sky from it.

Countless lines bloomed like rays of light, gushing out from the sky, and even divine thoughts could not detect them.

When the rosy glow faded, everyone saw the figure that appeared and exclaimed in amazement.

This figure was not a human, but two ancient giant hands broken at the wrist.

One big hand had golden scales, and the other big hand had green hairs. They looked as if they had existed for who knows how many years. They were ancient and mysterious, with countless patterns flowing on them. As soon as they appeared, they were able to resist the millstone pressed down by Zhou Yu.

This is powerful.

Two large hands were simply placed next to the giant chess pot, seemingly playing a game of chess.

Combined with the chessboard, it forms a powerful field that covers thousands of miles, harvests everything, and makes people fear.

A strange sound came out from it, echoing through the void.

"We are of extraordinary status, and we live here only for the purpose of recovery. If we retreat now, you can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, your end will not be good."

The old and hoarse words shocked people thousands of miles away and attracted everyone's attention.

Two big hands actually dared to threaten the Realm Master. What was even more strange was that they did not feel arrogant at all, as if the other party could do it.

"It's just a broken hand, no need to bluff."

Zhou Yu spoke calmly as he descended from the sky. Just now, he had used the system to scan the other party and had seen part of his origins.

These are two hands from an indescribable great man. For some unknown reason, they are playing chess here, or perhaps they are devouring life and waiting for an opportunity.

Over time, the hand seemed to develop its own consciousness and wanted more.

The other party may be from the previous era and is one of the culprits of the dark turmoil.

After understanding this, Zhou Yu was a little disappointed. Without the Emperor Soul, he couldn't advance the Emperor Banner.

"Clan leader Zhou, these two palms, although they are stumps, have great origins. The thoughts born from them also contain immortal substances, which are better than the emperor's soul."

At this time, the Red Dust Empress brought good news. The two severed hands were actually better than the Emperor's Soul?

"What is immortal matter? Where does it come from?"

Zhou Yu did not rush to take action, but asked further questions. Only by knowing both himself and the enemy could he be successful.

"I have never seen the immortal substance, but I have heard that many emperors fought for it on the road to becoming immortals. This thing can only be owned by immortals."

"Fairy?"

Zhou Yu was shocked. This news shocked him. He thought that a realm above the emperor could be found here.

Only immortals can possess such immortal substances. Simply put, the two palms in front of me seem to be left by immortals?

"Can the Human Emperor Banner suppress it?"

"can!"

The Red Dust Empress replied in the affirmative, "These two palms must have suffered trauma here. Even with the immortal substance, they cannot fully exert their power. This is your chance."

"That's it!"

Zhou Yu nodded, knowing that his chance had come, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With these immortal substances, one can upgrade to the Human Emperor Banner without going to other restricted areas.

"Banner is coming!"

He opened his hands, and the Human Emperor Banner kept waving, piercing through countless chains. Without saying a word, he started to attack.

Wow!

The sky was blocked by countless chains, like a dragnet, covering everything below. Below, the two big hands beside the chessboard were shaking, and it seemed that they were not calm.

"How dare you attack us? Do you really think we can't suppress you?"

boom!

Two big hands pinched the chess pieces, and suddenly the patterns on the chessboard rose, illusions intertwined, and a giant hand ten thousand feet long rose from it and rushed towards the chain.

At this moment, the Human Emperor's banner fluttered, a cold wind blew, and three shadows emerged from it.

The Yin Supreme, the Yang Supreme, and the Taixuan True Ancestor, the three merged with the imperial weapons, unleashing might and sublimating the Emperor's Banner.

Boom!

The big hand shattered, and countless lines rolled back like an upside-down river in the sky.

Behind Tianhe, Zhou Yu strode forward, his great holy body blossomed, and he punched out.