Zhao Ya, however, had no time to pay attention to this prompt, as he was still deeply shocked by the sentence he had just heard.
What did it mean by waiting for so long?
Could it be that the Celestial One Chessboard had developed its own consciousness?
And what was the desolate and grand aura that came afterward?
These questions swirled in Zhao Ya's mind, but he couldn't find any answers.
Because immediately after those auras were infused into Zhao Ya's sea of consciousness and successfully unlocked his brain, they disappeared.
No matter how Zhao Ya searched, there was no trace of them.
If it weren't for the tangible unlocking of his brain, Zhao Ya might even have suspected that everything that just happened was an illusion.
But now that things had come to this, it was no use getting entangled with these thoughts. So Zhao Ya temporarily pressed down these doubts and instead began to study the new talent he had acquired.
