'Hmm? What is this place?' The Master of the labyrinth scoured his surroundings in confusion.
Reflecting in his vision was a large space with sparsely scattered crystallized clouds of soul power. At the tallest point in this space was a resplendent golden ball of sun that was routinely sending waves of golden light outwards, into the surroundings. The ground of this space was covered by a layer of thick, viscous, tar-like black substance which ebbed and flowed like the ocean.
On the Master's crimson-colored face a noticeable frown appeared as he looked continued to fly through Lucius' mindspace.
'No Stage 1 being can have such a large mindspace. This space has already reached the 'Mental World' level, possessed by Stage 4 and above beings.'
Stopping next to a crystallized cloud, the mouth of the crimson soul moved and a strange light appeared, falling on the cloud of soul power.