Yet when Su Mo saw this chessboard, he understood.
What lies beneath the Wangliang Courtyard is not a fierce beast or strange beast, but humans!
How could beasts play chess?
And how could they possibly make a chessboard?
Only humans could do such things.
And play such a game of chess.
However, the game on the board was unfinished, still in a tense situation, with no clear outcome.
The more Su Mo looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
For a moment, he felt as though he had been pulled into the battlefield represented by the chessboard, amidst flashes of blades and shadows of swords!
Suddenly, the sound of a great bell resonated within him, accompanied by the Dragon Roar.
His Inner Strength moved naturally around his body, and clarity suddenly shone in Su Mo’s eyes.
He couldn’t help but take a deep breath:
"What is this? A Zhenlong Chess game?"
This is an unfinished game.
But it is not the kind of desperate situation seen in Zhenlong Chess games.
The fight continues, but it is at a crucial juncture.
One thought could change everything.
Su Mo gazed at the chess game, shook his head slightly, and didn’t continue to watch for long.
This chess game exudes a suspicious aura, and the circumstances are unclear, so there’s no need to further examine it.
Looking up, he saw a bed made of accumulated bones in front of him.
In front of the bone bed was a bone desk and a bone stool.
It seemed as if someone actually lived here.
Beside the bone bed, two chains emerged from the crevices of the bones, draped on the bed.
The ends of the chains were shackles.
But now the shackles were open, and the person who had been locked up was nowhere to be seen.
Su Mo’s brow tightened, a sense of caution arising.
He cautiously observed his surroundings, but ultimately found nothing.
"It makes sense, if there really was someone here, just now, when I was distracted by the chess game, would have been the best moment to attack me.
"Since they didn’t strike... either they’re dead, or they’ve left..."
He muttered to himself, then his brow raised.
Was the underground of the Wangliang Courtyard really keeping a person?
This chessboard was obviously made by this person, but for what purpose?
Li Zhengyuan had said before that all clues from the past eventually pointed to the Wangliang Courtyard.
Is the oddity from here?
Did Su Tianyang ever come here before?
Is the Big Head Ghost among the Hundred Demons Statue outside destroyed by Su Tianyang?
Question after question arose in his mind, disappearing as quickly as they came.
For caution, he still carried a Fire Stick around the area for another search.
He didn’t find a person, but he did find something else.
The wall he was facing was the only part in the entire space not covered in bones.
There were characters on the wall, which someone had used their fingers to engrave forcefully into the extremely hard rock wall, showing deep power.
However, currently, only half of the text was visible; the other half was obscured by bones.
Su Mo pondered for a moment and then waved his sleeve, releasing his Inner Strength with a burst, and the sound of collapsing bones filled his ears.
Su Mo stood still, anticipating any possible changes.
However... nothing happened.
After the bones fell, they piled up into a mound again, but also slightly revealed the traces on the ground.
The revealed part was the Blood Channel beneath the bones.
Looking at the direction of the Blood Channel, it seemed to encircle the area.
Su Mo felt this scene was somewhat familiar.
But at this moment, he lit a Fire Stick and first looked at the characters on the wall.
The first four words caught Su Mo’s eyes, making his brow involuntary raise:
"Qiankun True Understanding?
"Qian Kun represents the heavens and the earth, as well as Yin and Yang, who dares to claim they truly understand it?"
With the light from the Fire Stick, he saw the bold characters:
"Qian Kun, encompasses Yin and Yang, sustains the Five Elements, exhibits the changes of creation.
"Within, the clean and the murky are differentiated; outside, life and death are manifested.
"Heavens follow their laws, earth bears its Chapters, seek the intersection between heaven and earth, enter the simplicity of Qian Kun..."
"This is using the universe to metaphorize humans...
"Talking about a ’Qiankun True Understanding,’ but the understanding isn’t of the universe but of humans.
"But... what is this?
"It doesn’t seem like martial arts, more like a study."
Su Mo held the Fire Stick, examining it, and when the Fire Stick extinguished, he simply took out another.
Being out and about often required using such things.
Although Su Mo possessed Pure Yang Inner Power and sometimes didn’t need the burden of a Fire Stick, he always came fully prepared. Even if he had the ability of the Twelve grade Golden Bell Shield, he never parted with his Deer skin gloves.
He always had at least three Fire Stick on him as they didn’t take up much space and it was always better to have more than needed.
Now was indeed the appropriate time to use one.
However, as he continued to read, Su Mo’s frown deepened.
The content written on this wall was wildly imaginative to the extreme.
The entire script talked about the dynamic changes of the murky and pure Yin Yang Qi and the mysteries of Qian Kun.
Most of it was written hesitantly, with the writer clearly doubtful.
Later, he even contradicted what was written earlier.
Although there were a few sensible points, most were absurd.
As Su Mo read, he shook his head, feeling with his understanding of Martial Arts, this full page of absurd text was not worth mentioning.
He read to the end, and the recorded text darkened his expression.