Thinking of this, Laplace took another glance at the door of return, then turned her head, walking deeper into the Dream Bridge.
Walking about ten steps, surroundings again turned dark, either side endless void, only path beneath firm and leading to unknown.
Laplace paused to observe the void around, attempting to position within the void.
However, she could sense her internal energy, but unable to mobilize it, as though here, her internal energy fell asleep too, preventing her from establishing a void path mark.
As Laplace contemplated her situation, a familiar voice echoed in her ear.
"Continue forward, you will see a gate, enter the gate, and there lies the soil of dreams."
"I’ll be there waiting for your arrival."
"Also...please hurry. I fear, delays might bring changes."
This clear, pristine voice belongs to Angel. Laplace originally wanted to continue examining her environment and condition, but Angel’s words forced her to abandon her study, hastening her steps forward.
After walking a few steps, she saw the gate Angel mentioned.
It radiated dazzling rainbows, the closer she got, the more she felt the allure of the surrounding colors.
Especially when she walked from pure darkness towards the gate, there was a sense of returning to reality from the void.
The gate was ajar, Laplace slowly approached, wanting to peek through the opening.
But before she could see anything, she was irresistibly pulled into the gate by an overwhelming force.
After entering the gate, the previous pulling force immediately vanished, but she still couldn’t control her body and didn’t know the surrounding environment. She could only vaguely feel herself falling from a high altitude to the ground.
The sensation of weightlessness lasted about four to five seconds. When Lady Laplace finally touched solid ground again, her vision returned.
It was still pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen.
However, Lady Laplace could already feel her body, the sky above, and the earth beneath her feet, completely opposite from the situation before on the Dream Bridge where she was entirely unanchored.
It was as if she had truly arrived in a new world.
Lady Laplace supported herself on the ground, attempting to stand up. But as soon as her hand touched the surface, she immediately sensed something strange.
The ground here... didn’t feel like soil but rather like a smooth ice surface? Yet it lacked the coldness of ice.
Where exactly is this place, really the Dream Realm?
In a dream, can sensations be this real?
As Lady Laplace was mired in doubt, the sound of footsteps suddenly reached her ears.
Lady Laplace lifted her head, looking towards the source of the footsteps, and after a while, the footsteps halted nearby.
"Need some help?" A familiar male voice spoke from nearby.
Right after speaking, he seemed to remember something: "Ah, I forgot there’s no sun here. So... how about this? Can you see now?"
Not long after he finished speaking, a light suddenly flared up.
With the emergence of light, Lady Laplace saw Angel standing about a meter away.
Angel, backlit by the glow, slightly bent his body toward her and extended a hand.
Lady Laplace understood Angel’s intention, but she didn’t accept his aid, gently saying, "Thank you, but it’s not necessary."
After speaking, Lady Laplace lightly pressed down with her hand and easily stood up from the ground.
Just as she stood up, Lady Laplace felt a slip beneath her feet.
By the light, Lady Laplace looked down and saw that the ground was actually made of smooth crystal stone.
The crystal stone was polished even smoother than ice, so even standing up, any slight shift in weight could cause her feet to slip.
Meanwhile, Angel noticed Lady Laplace’s slip and instinctively wanted to help her. However, before he could extend his hand, Angel witnessed a peculiar scene.
Lady Laplace’s silver hair moved without wind, and a small lock transformed into a hand, supporting her slipping feet; another lock spiraled on the ground, forming a solid anchor.
That wasn’t all. Once Lady Laplace regained her balance, she let a part of her trailing hair spread beneath her feet, reinforcing it with a layer like a non-slip mat.
Having done all this, Lady Laplace could walk steadily on the crystal ground.
"Hair can be used like this?" Angel touched his hair, wondering why his hair wasn’t under his control.
Flashback to a short time ago when Angel had just arrived here, not realizing the ground was made of crystal stone and slipped face-first.
If no one else had seen that, Angel guessed he’d dig a deep hole to hide out of embarrassment.
Precisely due to this experience, after Lady Laplace entered, Angel immediately came over to prevent this figure of authority from slipping and losing face here.
Yet, figures of authority are indeed remarkable; even without assistance, and without energy inside, they can stand and walk steadily.
Although Angel now appears to walk and move normally, it’s only because he’s using the Heavenly Phenomenon Replacement Power to manipulate some of the wind and barely maintain his balance.
Even though the Heavenly Phenomenon Replacement Power can be used in this newly born "Wilderness of Dreams," it’s not as easy as in the "Gate of Dreams" or with the "Gatekeeper." Even if Angel can use it, he can only control a small amount of the surrounding elements.
For instance, he can only use the Wind’s Force on himself.
Since he conjured light, Angel’s Heavenly Phenomenon Replacement Power is already stretched to its limit.
Summoning the wind and the rain further would be almost impossible.
Angel speculated that it might be because this Nightmare Realm had just been formed. Even if the Heavenly Phenomenon Replacement Power could be used, a comprehensive celestial system hadn’t yet developed here.