A grain among all living things cannot withstand the erosion of time. In the end, it can only fall into this vast mortal world. How many people have pursued dominion over the realm? How many have died for their lands? How many have lost their souls for a beauty? Only from this moment onward do they learn how to control themselves and how to view the world beyond the mortal realm. The martial world is a game, and people are its pieces. Those who see through it are the players. Who is the one player manipulating the pieces?
Su Ziyi's smile was chilling. The Dongfang family, the Shangguan family, the Yin-Yang clan...
Who among these various schools would become a worthy rival to him? In the clouds, delicate hands had long since been drenched in blood.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
