Zhu Zining said, "I'll bet three rounds with you."

"The first round, we'll let the Heavenly Souls descend ahead of schedule, to see if anyone can withstand Tian Lao (Heavenly Prison) for ten days, and buy time for the Art Dao to gather."

"Who wants to bet with me?"

Li Chunfeng said, "The first round counts as Li Po's. We bet we can!"

I opened my mouth, wanting to speak, but Li Chunfeng spoke first, "A year ago, Jun Jixue had already been ordered to rush to Liangjie Shan (Two Realms Mountain) to train sorcerers at the foot of the mountain."

"Now, Jun Jixue has over ten thousand troops under his command."

"When Tian Lao descends, the Heavenly Souls won't all come out at once, they can only fight in batches."

"That's why the Art Dao can use tens of thousands of sorcerers to block the Heavenly Souls from emerging."

"I believe in Jun Jixue."

Li Chunfeng's words were for Zhu Zining, and also for me.

My dad, my master, left me the easiest round in the life-or-death gamble.

Before I could speak, Zhu Zining said, "Alright, the first round counts on Li Po."

"My second round is, I bet that besides the few groups of people you've organized, the number of sorcerers participating in the war will not exceed ten thousand... no, will not exceed thirty thousand."

Li Chunfeng laughed and said, "Zhu Zining, you don't even have enough confidence in this round, do you?"

"This round, my shixiong (senior martial brother) will bet with you."

"Just my shixiong's friends and brothers in the martial world are enough to organize thirty thousand troops."

Zhu Zining sneered, "Which person in the Art Dao isn't living to survive?"

"Letting them die? Heh..."

"The Reincarnation Division can cultivate countless death warriors because we have a firm grasp on their lifelines, forcing them to die."

"If you give sorcerers a chance, they will only choose to wait and see."

"If someone is charging ahead, they will take advantage of the situation to gain some fame. In the future, they will have the opportunity to brag about their glory in participating in the Battle of Liangjie Shan."

"If no one is charging ahead, they will try to protect their families. Thinking about how to serve the Holy Lord and obtain greater benefits."

"Throughout history, the most indispensable thing in times of great disaster is traitors."

Zhu Zining smiled, "It's a pity! I'm not outside."

"Otherwise, how many people would come to me, prostrate themselves on the ground, and do everything they can to flatter me, begging me to say a few good words for them, to preserve their lives and property, or to obtain some wealth and glory!"

"Letting the Art Dao die, heh..."

Qu Mo said calmly, "You don't understand sorcerers. I accept the second round."

"Good!" Zhu Zining said, "Then let's wait and see!"

Zhu Zining looked at Li Chunfeng, "Marshal Li, now there's only the last round left. You have no choice."

Li Chunfeng said indifferently, "No matter what you want to bet, I'll take it all."

Zhu Zining said, "I'll bet that the sects won't participate in the war."

"Do you dare to bet!"

Li Chunfeng laughed, "I'll bet with you!"

"Sect cultivators will definitely go to Liangjie Shan."

"Good!" Zhu Zining gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Marshal Chunfeng, you have courage."

Zhu Zining said, "For the sake of fairness, only the four of us can stay here. The others, like our subordinates, will stay in the various secret realms for now!"

No wonder I didn't see the Reincarnation Division's forces or the Embroidered Uniform Guard after I came in. It turned out that they were all trapped in the secret realm.

I said in a deep voice, "You're betting on the lives of my Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall). We shouldn't even have the right to stay and witness the bet, right?"

Zhu Zining was slightly stunned, then laughed loudly, "I forgot, I forgot... Since Liangjie Tang has also participated in the bet, then let's stay together!"

I said in a deep voice, "We're betting our lives with you. What's your stake?"

Zhu Zining smiled, "My stake is how to let you find a glimmer of hope in the Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Are you satisfied with this stake?"

My heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, but on the surface, I said calmly, "What is the so-called glimmer of hope you're talking about?"

Zhu Zining pointed to the sky, "Look up at the stars in the sky."

I looked up at the sky, "Are the stars in the sky static?"

"Yes!" Zhu Zining said, "The key to sealing Jianmu (the World Tree) is not the space here, but the chess game in the sky."

"The chess game of the Heavenly Dao. If you win against the Heavenly Dao, you can open the space that seals Jianmu. The Heavenly Dao will also be awakened."

"The prerequisite for the return of the Heavenly Souls is that the Heavenly Dao closes its eyes and falls into a deep sleep. If the Holy Lord occupies the human world before the Heavenly Dao awakens, even if the Heavenly Dao awakens, there is nothing it can do and can only let it be."

"Once the Heavenly Dao is awakened, it will try to set things right."

"Although the Heavenly Dao can watch the sorcerers be completely wiped out, it will not watch the human world fall."

"Therefore, the Heavenly Dao will leave a glimmer of hope for the sorcerers. This is also your only chance to turn defeat into victory."

Zhu Zining said with a smile, "But, what if I tell you the truth?"

"Not everyone is qualified to sit on the Heavenly Dao's chessboard."

"Furthermore, not everyone's chess pieces can be placed on the chessboard."

I suddenly realized, no wonder Ling wasn't in a hurry, it turned out that she already knew that the Heavenly Dao had left a glimmer of hope.

The ghost-god chess in Ling's hands is the existence that plays against the Heavenly Dao.

Has Ling been keeping it a secret because she's afraid that the matter of her controlling the ghost-god chess will be exposed in advance?

I subconsciously looked at Ling, and she nodded imperceptibly.

I deliberately said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you now and start playing against the Heavenly Dao directly if you reveal your trump card in advance?"