Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 322

At the same time.

Situ Yan and his crew were quietly waiting.

Seeing the Chess Sage remain as still as a statue, like a turtle, Dabu, the bodyguard, couldn’t help but step forward, pointing at the old man with his eyes closed, and turned to complain to Situ Yan:

“Hey, look at this old guy. He’s been sitting there without a peep. Isn’t this chess game dragging on a bit long?”

Situ Yan replied calmly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Master Chess Sage’s skills are top-notch. He’ll definitely win, it just takes some time. We need to wait patiently.”

Suddenly, the Chess Sage’s eyelids twitched, and his face showed a significant change in expression.

Noticing something was off, Dabu instinctively turned his head and blurted out, “Looks like it’s about to wrap up.”

“Pfft!”

At that moment, the Chess Sage suddenly opened his eyes wide, the bloodshot orbs almost popping out, then he spewed out a mouthful of old blood, looking utterly tormented.

Before Dabu could react, he was splattered with the blood, the metallic smell hitting his nose like a punch, and his expression looked like he was wearing a mask of pain.

“Ah!”

Dabu quickly raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood on his face, staring at the Chess Sage in shock and anger, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!”

“Master Chess Sage, could it be that you…” Seeing the reaction of the old man in green, Situ Yan frowned deeply, already guessing.

Even a fool could tell what the result was!

“Years have passed, and I have never tasted defeat since I began my journey. The name of the Chess Sage echoes throughout the entire chess world, hailed as the unrivaled master. I never imagined there would come a day when my unbeaten legend would be shattered…”

The Chess Sage’s face was pale and spiritless, concluding with a shudder, “In terms of chess skills, this kid is terrifying!”

Recalling how he had been outplayed every time during their matches, he felt an overwhelming sense of dread creeping in, like a heavy shadow looming over him.

His painstaking setup had not only fallen apart but because of this crushing defeat, it also severely impacted his state of mind.

It was a total loss!

Looking at the listless Chess Sage, Situ Yan instantly grew curious; who on earth had such incredible ability to devastate this old-time chess master like this?

With his mind racing, Situ Yan thought if he could recruit such talent, it would be a real boon!

“Master Chess Sage, could you please use your magic to reveal the opponent’s image? I wish to see it for myself.”

The troubled Chess Sage waved his sleeve, “Just look yourself! It’s this brat!”

With a flick of his sleeve, a slightly blurry figure appeared, exactly as the Chess Sage remembered Ye Junlin.

Seeing that familiar figure, Situ Yan’s face changed drastically, exclaiming, “How could it be him?!”

“Looks like you know him!”

The Chess Sage’s face darkened, his inner fury boiling, wishing he could dismember this punk, skin him, and use his skin to light the lanterns.

“Have you forgotten? He’s the strongest Immortal Emperor from your era, Ye Tian Emperor!”

Situ Yan stood up in a panic, feeling a growing sense of crisis.

The Chess Sage was taken aback, his expression filled with confusion.

The strongest Immortal Emperor?

Ye Tian Emperor?

How come I’ve never heard of such a legendary figure?

“Situ, don’t fool me! In my day, there was no such thing as a Ye Tian Emperor!”

The Chess Sage spoke in a deep voice.

Now it was Situ Yan’s turn to be dissatisfied.

What are you implying, old man? Are you questioning me?

Looks like losing that chess match has really messed with your head; you’ve forgotten common sense!

How could someone forget such important information?

“If you can’t recall, then I can help jog your memory!”

Situ Yan said sternly, “That Ye Tian Emperor suppressed the dark turmoil during your ancient times, saving countless lives. He’s unmatched in battle, invincible among his peers!”

“Now, does it ring a bell?”

Upon hearing this, countless question marks floated above the Chess Sage’s head.

His face was full of bewilderment, utterly baffled.

Wait, what’s the connection here?

Such legendary feats, I surely must’ve heard about them back then.

But, is this for real?

I distinctly remember that in my time in the Kunlun Realm, there was no character like this!

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, the Chess Sage spoke solemnly:

“Situ, you’ve been misled by false information; there was absolutely no Ye Tian Emperor during the ancient times!”

Situ Yan paused, reassessing the old man in green, with a gaze that bore a mix of pity and scorn.

Tsk tsk, this old guy is really pathetic.

Looks like he’s so shaken by the defeat that he’s lost part of his memory, even forgetting someone as impressive as Ye Tian Emperor.

The worst part is, denying the history itself!

Forgetting the past is tantamount to betrayal!

The Chess Sage fell silent.

What’s happening?

Why does it feel like this kid is pitying him?

“Situ, you’re really mistaken. During ancient times, there definitely was no Ye Tian Emperor—am I right to not be believed considering my status?”

The Chess Sage patiently tried to reason with him.

But Situ Yan smiled and nodded, “Yes, yes, you’re absolutely right, as long as you feel happy about it.”

The Chess Sage: “……”

Are you trying to play the fool?!

Do you really need to cover it up so obviously?

No matter how hard the Chess Sage tried to explain, Situ Yan just kept smiling and saying, “Right, right,” as if he were looking at a poor fool…

In Situ Yan’s mind, when Ye Junlin descended upon the Underwater Royal City, his terrifying power easily slashed through the Sea Whale Ancestor. The supreme technique used perfectly showcased his true identity.

That was a method among the Immortal Arts!

Have you ever seen an Immortal King who could easily wield that?

Moreover, even his disciple confirmed his mentor’s background—how could this information be false?

In my eyes, it’s you, old man, who’s lost your marbles!

How could you forget such things?!

After their previous confrontation, Situ Yan had already deemed Ye Junlin his top enemy and firmly believed he was indeed the Ye Tian Emperor.

Seeing the Chess Sage continuously trying to explain, Situ Yan assumed he was just making some desperate excuses!

Poor Chess Sage, the legitimate reviver of the ancient times, found that his words were met with disbelief from the outsiders.

Just then.

A rumbling thunder echoed from the horizon.

A clear, crisp voice rang through the heavens, carrying a dense Killing Intent that filled every inch of space.

“Old man, I know you’re hiding in there—prepare to die!”

Shred!

A sharp sound like torn fabric rippled through the air as a cleverly arranged illusion formation outside was instantly shattered.

The peach blossom trees all over the mountains wilted and withered away.

From a distance, Ye Junlin stood tall in the sky, golden sword in hand, his gaze cutting through like beams of light, emanating immense pressure.

The Chess Sage was both shocked and furious, “This is outrageous! You’ve not only ruined my plans, but you have the audacity to find me here!”

“Situ, we need to join forces and get rid of this arrogant brat!”

Due to the psychological trauma from the last encounter, Dabu was trembling in fear, “Young Master, he’s… he’s here.”

When Situ Yan saw Ye Junlin, he was like a mouse spotting a cat, instantly terrified.

Without hesitation, his face paled as he grabbed his personal bodyguard, decisively using a secret escape technique.

“Run!”

Whoosh!

The two figures vanished in an instant, disappearing from the spot.

In the process of escaping, Situ Yan suddenly felt an all-too-familiar annoying sensation…