Chapter 55 - Chapter 55: Chapter 53 Wandering in the Spirit Realm (1/2)

Chapter 55: Chapter 53 Wandering in the Spirit Realm

As long as one traversed through the woodlands of dreams, they could arrive at the mysterious and unpredictable Spirit Realm.

The Spirit Realm was a wilderness, an ocean, an archipelago, and also the gathering place of the subconscious and emotions of all beings, brimming with endless spirituality.

The consciousnesses of the three individuals appeared together in the same location within the woodland, and the white circles of the Array containing several potions arrived alongside the consciousnesses of the three of them into the woodland of the dream.

Byrne took a deep breath, his mind still very groggy, and he barely squatted down to reach for a nearby sobering potion.

He and Irene each drank a sobering potion, and then they gave the last bottle of sobering potion to the confusedly sleepwalking Grandma Narda.

The three of them awoke in the dream and looked up to survey the scenery of the woodland, deeply shocked in the depths of their hearts.

The ground of the woodland was like white snow, paved with countless ashes burnt to whiteness, and piles of white ashes built up tall trees, each dozens of meters high, obscuring the vast and boundless pure white sky above.

There were no constellations or sun in the sky, nothing at all.

The woodland, a boundary between the dreamworld and the Spirit Realm.

Ordinary people who happened upon the woodland in their dreams often lost their way, but Irene was different; she had a way to obtain guidance from the Lord of the Lost.

She chanted under her breath, murmuring to herself.

“Oh great Lord of the Lost, You who control the pathways of the Spirit Realm, You who are the guiding star in the Dawn, we follow Your guidance on that frost-like path, towards the Spiritual Gateway.”

Byrne and Narda slowly lifted their heads, astonished to see that the previously empty white sky now had His exclusive high-hanging position!

Black cross-shaped radiance flickered in the sky, silently overseeing the entire wall-less woodland.

Karl gazed calmly at the woodland within the dream and further into the Spirit Realm from the sky above.

They had come, the people of the Fischer family had finally arrived in the Spirit Realm for the first time.

Over the years, he hadn’t just been idling; he wasn’t merely hanging around every day but often wandered freely through the Spirit Realm.

Although those seemingly powerful mystical existences all avoided him from afar, each running faster than rabbits, leaving no chance for interaction or connections, Karl had still managed to figure out many of the patterns of the Spirit Realm and had roughly mapped out the “map” of the Spirit Realm.

Actually, the Spirit Realm had no fixed geography, but through different “Spiritual Gateways,” one’s consciousness could travel to various distinct areas.

Thus, the black cross-shaped radiance quietly hung high in the sky.

“How magnificent!”

Irene bowed her head, knelt on the ground, unable to suppress the excitement in her normally calm voice, and said to the two behind her, who were stunned:

“Our Lord has already given us guidance! Let’s keep moving towards His direction!”

Byrne and Narda also knelt down one after another, expressing their sincere gratitude to the great Lord of the Lost.

The other Extraordinary Exponents who entered the dream encountered far less fortune; without special means or the discovery of certain patterns, they could only rely on pure luck to reach the Spirit Realm from the woodland.

Following His guidance, the three of them walked silently through the “white snow,” surrounded by a profound silence, their emotions oscillating between calm and cluelessness.

Until they crossed the woodland and came to the true Spirit Realm.

They looked up in utter shock at the astonishing scene, an ocean above their heads dotted with numerous islands, seeming as though they could fall from the sky at any moment!

Underneath their feet was completely unfamiliar terrain, with many ethereal shadows gradually taking form around them, as if to materialize some city that had never before existed.

The three of them arrived together on an island of Spirituality, just like all the other islands, constructed from the collective subconscious of all beings, a projection of history.

Originally, when it remained unobserved, it would stay in a blur. Once it became the subject of a conscious gaze, it gradually took shape to evolve into a solid entity.

Irene calmly turned to the two behind her and recited the knowledge in her mind, slowly saying:

“The most important concept of the Spirit Realm is ‘gateway’. Almost behind every ‘Spiritual Gateway’, there lies something new and changing—curiosities, knowledge, brand-new islands of Spirituality, or the unfathomable.”

“The Gate of Shadow we seek is one of the many Spiritual Gateways, and it exists on this island.”

The first journey into the Spirit Realm was extremely important!

If they could establish a connection to the Gate of Shadow, they would be able to come here frequently to conduct rituals and continuously control new Extraordinary Beings!