The Gears of Fate

Skyscrapers stood densely packed together, yet the city was deathly silent.

This was Mingdu. Liu Xiaoxiao was currently flying through the skies above it.

A spatial passage opened before him. Liu Xiaoxiao plunged into it headfirst, then emerged shortly afterward as the scenery around him changed.

"Qiankun Asking Love Valley... This is the trial..." Liu Xiaoxiao swept his gaze over the area. The perfectly round valley was still surrounded by mountains, and the clear waters of Sun Moon Lake still shimmered with rippling light.

Liu Xiaoxiao knew that, now that the dream had mutated, the war between the Underworld and the God Realm should have erupted in every trial. Trying to contact the God Realm from here was probably impossible.

However, since Chaos had sent him here, there had to be a reason.

From his many encounters with Chaos, Liu Xiaoxiao knew that Chaos would not deceive him in matters like this.

Suddenly, the lake water was dyed gold—not silver, but pure, unadulterated gold.

The next moment, Liu Xiaoxiao was seized by an immense and peculiar force of attraction and vanished without a trace.

In Liu Xiaoxiao's perception, his surroundings had become a dreamlike world. It was difficult to describe the feeling in words; the closest description was bizarre and dazzling.

He himself stood upon a platform. A golden sun hung in the sky, and aside from that, there was nothing else around him—neither people nor objects.

Just as Liu Xiaoxiao was at a loss, a golden vertical vortex suddenly appeared before him.

"You have come..." A strange voice emerged from the Golden Vortex.

That voice was likewise difficult to describe. One thing was certain: it was neither a human voice nor the cry of any animal he had ever heard. Nor did it resemble the sounds of wind and