Moneyfall and the depth of Bewildering Palace contrasted each other - one lively while the other quiet, devoid of people. Even if some have come here, no one outside would know anyway.

“Buzz.” In the final hall, or the 128th one, Li Qiye and Ling Ximo appeared after a bright flash.

“The 128th hall!” She became emotional and shuddered. 

As they traveled across one hall to another, she grew numb to the whole ordeal. Alas, this last one struck harder.

There were no words to describe her current feelings. Perhaps no one has ever come this far before, or only...