The moment Alex and Fritz stepped through the bronze gate, the blinding white light vanished as abruptly as it had appeared.
For a brief instant, all sense of direction vanished.
Then, their feet touched solid ground.
Alex lowered his gaze and saw lush emerald-green grass stretching endlessly in every direction.
They were actually standing in a garden now.
This garden was so enormous that calling it a garden felt utterly inadequate. It was a complete world unto itself. Rolling plains of spirit grass extended beyond the horizon. In the far distance, towering trees rose into the sky, their branches carrying glowing fruits and leaves etched with natural Dao patterns. Gentle hills, floating stone platforms, lakes as clear as mirrors, and fields filled with strange flowers formed a breathtaking landscape that felt both serene and overwhelming.
