How long can a hundred years be?
The Three Realms are still the same Three Realms. The stars seem not to turn, the constellations seem not to shift.
Divine pearl, reincarnation, searching, awakening.
What the eye sees is false. Splendid illusions conceal the growth of darkness.
Conspiracies and open schemes. Reckless slaughter takes the place of a just trial.
Who draws the sword? Who cleanses the dust?
A hundred years, and nothing is as it was, neither people nor things.
