Long Dangdang gazed around him in surprise. Everything here seemed eerily familiar, as if it was all connected to him. Beneath his feet lay an endless, pale gold expanse that seemed to shift and change naturally according to his own will.
The mental spirit ocean? He understood immediately where he was. Although he didn't know how the Vast Ocean had managed it, he was certain that he had been transported into his own mental spirit ocean.
In the next instant, three sources of light emerged around him.
A dazzling yet menacing red lotus, the Vast Ocean emitting a blue halo, and a white luminescence was slowly taking shape.
It was a man, yes, indeed, a man. Tall, slim, and garbed in a white, ancient-styled robe, his visage was handsome and fair, his eyes especially watery, giving him a charming appearance that would surely attract women. However, the memory of his creepy voice sent chills down anyone's spine.
"Little Slow," the Vast Ocean began, "let's get things straight here."