(Relentless slaughter + overwhelming strategic genius + mastermind) Reborn into a death trap! My spiritual meridians are shattered, I’m framed for demonic attacks, and an enforcer kicks down my door: “You have one incense stick’s time. Then you die!”
I cough up blood and draw three blood talismans.
The enforcer pushes the door open, sees them, and turns deathly pale. He spins around and slaps his subordinate flying, then drops to his knees and kowtows: “Please spare my life, my lord!”
That was only my first move.
An inner-sect prodigy vows to cripple me in three moves? I expose his fatal weakness in front of everyone and bet a thousand spirit stones to win ten thousand!
Sect elders set up a formation to kill me? I break it and turn its power back on them, forcing one into a blood-spitting seclusion!
The Demon Venerable has been plotting for three hundred years? By the time I make my move, he’s already caught in my game!
A fairy gives me a life-saving talisman, and a demoness proposes an alliance. They both think they can control me.
But they don’t know
While they’re still playing chess beneath the Azure Cloud Sect, my board already spans the Myriad Worlds.
Everyone who uses me as a pawn will end up on their knees, watching…
As this pawn slays its master!
[Warning: densely packed power moments. If that’s not your thing, don’t read!]
