The green leaf hovered in front of Angel, presenting a plethora of information directly. It was Nami Midori’s organized pattern of the ebb and flow of the Spatial Tempest from the coming hours to the next few days.
Wang Wang: "There’s actually no need to remember it; I naturally know the timing to leave."
Angel understood what Wang Wang meant; even in the Treasure Land, it could contact its kin through the network and have other Void Travelers monitor the fluctuations of the Spatial Tempest, so it didn’t see the point in remembering a static pattern.
However, Angel knew this but still memorized it seriously just in case.
As the time approached the early morning hours, the Spatial Tempest began to contract rapidly.
At this moment, Wang Wang signaled to Angel that it was time to go.
Angel nodded to Wang Wang and followed its pace towards the direction of the Spatial Tempest.
As Angel got closer and closer to the Spatial Tempest, he felt somewhat apprehensive. It was his first time getting so close to it. From a distance, it didn’t seem like much, but up close, it was immensely awe-inspiring.
Such a space collapse could desolate things to the point of destruction, yet outwardly it wasn’t as chaotic as one might imagine. To Angel, it even appeared very orderly.
It was as if countless lines emitting dark light appeared before his eyes, slicing the space into countless cubes. These cubes emerged one by one and then continuously collapsed.
Not chaotic, nor entangled.
It seemed to follow some ancient and elegant rule, gathering sand to build a tower, only for the tower to shatter and the sand to scatter.
Moreover, the contraction of the Spatial Tempest revealed even more magical scenes: the interior of the Spatial Tempest continued collapsing; yet the space left after its retreat quickly reconstructed according to the Laws of the Void.
One side was destruction, the other rebirth.
Regardless of which, both carried orderly and rhythmic fluctuations. This peculiar scene fascinated Angel.
Until Wang Wang sent him the message that "the contraction of the Spatial Tempest is nearing its limit," Angel snapped back to reality.
However, once he returned to his senses, Angel felt something strange. Deep inside his Spirit Sea, for some reason, there was a peculiar undulation.
This undulation seemed to resonate with the ’destruction and rebirth’ exhibited by the Spatial Tempest before him.
Yet, when Angel tried to trace the source of this peculiar undulation, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
What was happening?
A strange undulation deep in his Spirit Sea... Could it be some sort of Spirit Light insight?
Angel didn’t know what it was, only assuming it was some kind of inspiration from observing the Spatial Tempest up close. Since he couldn’t find it, he let it go.
Besides, there was a more pressing matter at hand: they were nearing the extreme limit of the Spatial Tempest’s contraction.
"Prepare to traverse," Wang Wang said.
Although the Spatial Tempest hadn’t completely reached its contraction limit, they were at most a hundred meters from the extreme limit. According to Wang Wang’s own estimation, the distance from here to the hollow inner space was sufficient, making extreme maneuvering unnecessary.
Angel naturally had no objection: "What should I do?"
Wang Wang: "Just stay still. When I take you through, don’t think about anything, because there... never mind, even if you think, it won’t help. There, all your senses will be sealed, and your thoughts won’t be able to function."
Before Angel could understand what Wang Wang meant, he felt a wave-like ripple covering his entire body.
The next moment, Angel felt himself beginning to ’ascend.’
This ascent wasn’t in the spatial sense but a conceptual elevation.
During this ascension, he seemed to transcend from the Material Realm to a certain Strange World.
And during this transcendence, Angel felt his emotional module starting to vanish, transforming from a being with emotions to a detached, formless existence.
This feeling... was actually familiar to Angel.
Back then, the Eye of the Sky, after continuously obstructing two dimension fusions, absorbed enough Mysterious Energy and eventually took Angel to a Strange World.
In that Strange World, Angel completely lost his emotional module, like a purely rational machine, and there he arrived at the weaving Laws of the Gate of Void.
And during the journey to the Strange World at that time, there was a detachment of the emotional module, which felt exactly like this moment.
If that Strange World Angel visited was indeed a high-dimensional space, then Wang Wang’s Void traversal, which Angel and Nami Midori speculated might involve high-dimensional space, was true.
However, previously, Wang Wang mentioned that during its traversal, Angel’s senses and thoughts would be sealed. This was different from the Strange World Angel had visited; there, aside from the absence of the emotional module, everything else was normal.
Could it be that the layer-world Wang Wang traversed had discrepancies compared to the Strange World Angel had been to?
While Angel pondered this, he noticed the feeling of ’ascension’ suddenly disappeared.
As the ascending sensation vanished, Angel found his vision becoming clear. Upon focusing, he noticed a semi-transparent water membrane enveloping him.
This water membrane looked quite familiar. Angel mused: It kind of looks like Wang Wang’s skin?
As Angel thought this, a thought seem to flash across his mind, and he slightly raised his head for a look.
And then he fell silent.
It wasn’t just like Wang Wang’s skin; this was Wang Wang’s skin... and the reason he felt surrounded by the water membrane was because he was now inside Wang Wang’s body.
Angel raised his head and could even glimpse the back of Wang Wang’s small eyes from inside.
"So, I’ve been swallowed by Wang Wang?"
As Angel thought this, Wang Wang suddenly accelerated, dashing forward.