Li Mo glanced at Zhu Di crawling near the edge of the platform, a hint of disdain curling at the corner of his mouth.
This level?
"Attack!"
He flicked his fingers, and three white pieces flew out from the Chaos Chessboard.
They shot out from upper, middle, and lower paths, each piece carrying a whirlwind, shooting out like meteorites.
The white pieces scraped quickly against the air, sparking, with dragon and elephant phantoms faintly visible within.
Upon seeing the pieces flying towards him, Zhu Di's expression stiffened, immediately channeling all his spiritual energy to form an energy shield in front of him.
Boom!
The pieces collided with the energy shield, creating a violent sound, with waves of energy spreading out from him as the center.
At this moment, Zhu Di's face turned somewhat pale.
The energy shield that was just formed had already exhausted his spiritual energy.
