The vast glazed palace fell apart in chaos, and the last thing Little Orchid saw was the worried eyes of Immortal Chang Heng, and Dongfang Qingcang's determined back like a sea of broken stars. She wanted to reach out her hand, but was pulled into the turbulence of time and space by an invisible and cold force.
"The three realms are out of order, and their fate has been reshuffled." An emotionless voice sounded in her consciousness, "You are the chosen one. Only by joining the game can you have a chance to survive."
"The game... Begins."
