After Ten Thousand Years of Cultivation, Even the Heavenly Dao Lowers Its Gaze Before Me

Life is like a game of chess. To win even half a move against Heaven is an endless joy.

After ten thousand years of cultivation and scheming, Chu Han finally reaches the moment when he can play chess against the Heavenly Dao.

Now that he is going down the mountain, he has no regrets, even if it means being shattered to pieces.