"It has been a month since the Red Fog Disaster Moon descended."
Taixuan Xuan City.
In a serene garden, Lord Shepherd was playing chess.
Go.
Black pieces and white pieces fell in succession, as if two armies were clashing, as if two top-tier existences were colliding, causing the universe to collapse and the Great Dao to be annihilated.
Sitting opposite Mu Yuan was a mysterious figure wrapped in a thick coat, his face blurred and indistinct, barely making out that he was probably male, perhaps a youth.
He spoke, "Lord of Tianyuan City plays a superb game of chess, truly worthy of being the most outstanding youth in the history of Taixuan!"
Mu Yuan also spoke, "One-hand Association Leader is too modest, there is much I still need to learn in terms of chess skill."
The figures of the two here were merely projections of Divine Thought.
For the strong, as long as there is an anchor point to lock onto, it is effortless to send down a thread of Divine Thought to form an avatar.