Chapter 1269: Realm of Detachment
“Welcome to the Realm of Detachment. I’ll wait for you at the door to the next room.”
Cerulean Dog’s voice grew distant. Gao Yang opened his eyes to a blankness.
After entering the tree hole, it didn’t feel like he had been transported through time or space. It was as if he had merely lost concentration for a moment, and the next thing he knew, he was already in a different place.
“Holy shit!” Zhang Wei’s startled shout was again the first voice to break the silence.
Visually speaking, the Realm of Detachment was even more astounding than the Black and White Corridor. From a human perspective, it looked like a world with a grey sky and nothing else—the grey was barely visible, like a single drop of ink that spread across a vast rice paper until the pigment was just short of fading. While it seemed clear and clean, it also instilled the loneliness of a wandering soul without a tether.
And the sky was all there was to the world. There was no land. Everyone hovered in the air—the space contained everything that existed in the human world as well as all human constructs, but there was no human here.
Gao Yang and his companions were the only human presence, and they were visitors.
Now, they stood on the battlement of a medieval castle. It wasn’t isolated, but connected to large constructs above and below. It looked as if God were playing Tetris. Being a terrible player, the blocks stacked higher and deeper infinitely.
A thunderous cry of sorrow rang. They turned to the source and found an ancient-looking whale floating not far below them. Its massive, soft body seemed like a grey-blue island. Its tail rose and sank in a slow, undulating motion. It was clearly trying to swim, but couldn’t.