My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

Unexpectedly, even the Lord of the Gods couldn't defeat her, but she was betrayed by her own unscrupulous parents. Recalling how she greeted her parents in the Underworld's main hall after their honeymoon in the mortal realm, she had barely exchanged a few words when her mother suddenly burst into tears, saying, "Baby, for the future of our Underworld, I had no choice but to do this. I'm so sorry!"

"..."

The expressionless old King of the Underworld looked at his beloved wife's red, tear-filled eyes, a flicker of heartache in his eyes, before turning to Su Nuan with a blank expression.

He began to rapidly form hand seals, and an immense pressure followed. Before Su Nuan could react, her spirit split in two, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. When she regained her senses, she found herself in the sky above a virtual world.

Su Nuan looked down at the world below, large and small, and was momentarily stunned. At that moment, an image was transmitted into her view.

Before her, the illusion of the most exalted priest of the Three Realms slowly unfolded. The old man sat cross-legged in mid-air, his white hair spread out and his long beard extended to his chest. He had his eyes slightly closed, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

A somewhat ethereal, aged voice echoed through this space-time: "Lord of the Underworld, Su Nuan, your presence here is ordained by Heaven. This extraordinary destiny dictates that you must undergo this tribulation. This virtual space-time is a reconstruction of a modern novel. You must conquer the various chosen ones of destiny in these three thousand virtual worlds, absorbing the energy of each world to reunite your soul power and gain greater strength. Each world contains spirits from the books; you can summon them to absorb the original owner's memories and the plot of this world. This tribulation concerns the future of the Underworld. Be cautious, be prudent..."

Before the words were finished, the phantom slowly drifted away.

After listening to the old man's words, Su Nuan pondered for a moment. Now that she had lost all her magical power, it seemed that the only way to accumulate her soul energy was to win over the chosen ones in these worlds, the so-called male protagonists in modern novels.

As for the so-called calamities and the future direction of the underworld, well, we might as well accept it as it comes.

She resignedly closed her eyes and drifted down into the three thousand worlds below.

The journey has only just begun.