This wondrous feeling didn’t last long.

It might have been a mere instant, or it might have been an eternity.

Finally, the chaotic light and shadows before them abruptly vanished.

His vision suddenly brightened as a solid feeling came from beneath his feet, and a completely different kind of air filled his nostrils.

Raylo instinctively squinted, adjusting to the new light.

When he opened his eyes again, the sight before him shook him to his core.

They were standing on a patch of damp, dark-red earth.

The Magic Elements here were exceptionally active, and exceptionally wild, like untamed stallions.

What greeted his eyes was a magnificent and savage, primordial world that completely overturned everything he thought he knew.

The sky was an eerie, dark red. In the firmament above hung two suns, one large and one small. One emitted a searing white light, while the other shone with a dazzling golden radiance. Positioned to the left and right, their brilliance intertwined as if vying for the right to illuminate the land.

The air was thick with an unfamiliar scent—a mixture of fragrant plants and the sweet smell of rich soil. The oxygen content seemed much higher than in their original world. A single deep breath made Raylo’s lungs burn slightly, yet at the same time, it filled him with an explosive sense of Power.

The ground beneath his feet was not soft soil, but a type of hard, dark-red rock.

But what truly shocked him were the plants.

Colossal trees reached for the heavens!

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but enormous plants he had never laid eyes on.

Every tree was like a mythical Giant, hundreds of meters tall. Their trunks, so thick it would take dozens of people to encircle them, shot straight into the clouds, and their massive canopies formed green islands that blotted out the sky.

Vines thicker than water barrels coiled around the colossal trees like slumbering, prehistoric pythons. These vines bore strange, colorful flowers the size of washbasins.

Beneath these giant trees grew all sorts of bizarre ferns and fungi. Many of the mushrooms gave off a faint, fluorescent glow, clearly visible even under the light of the twin suns.

"Awooo..."

Coal Ball’s cry pulled Raylo from his thoughts.

It stood nearby, looking somewhat lost as it gazed upon this world that was both familiar and strange.

This was its home, but it had clearly been too young when it left, for it had no distinct memories of the place.

Moonlight, too, recovered from the initial shock. It stretched its body, pale golden eyes flickering with a mix of caution and curiosity as it scanned its surroundings.

"RUMBLE!"

With a grinding, rocky sound, the Golden Dragon Sun finally squeezed his way out of the spatial rift behind them.

He seemed to have gotten stuck, emerging in a rather undignified state. He tumbled across the ground once before finding his footing.

"Dammit, that doorway is way too small!"

Sun grumbled, shaking the dust from his body as he lifted his head.

Then, his voice trailed off.

His golden dragon eyes went wide, his mouth falling slightly agape. He stared at the magnificent, primordial vista, utterly speechless.

Even a well-traveled Giant Dragon was left in awe by the grandeur of this Primordial World.

After a long moment, Sun finally muttered to himself.

"Where... where in the hell have we ended up?"

Raylo didn’t answer.

His Spiritual Power had already spread out like a tide.

In his perception, the Elemental Energy of this world was unusually active—it could even be described as "feral."

The wind carried particles of energy invisible to the naked eye. With every breath, he could feel Power surging through his body.

This was undoubtedly a Caster’s paradise.

But at the same time, it was a deadly land, fraught with peril.

’High oxygen, high magic... This place is definitely a paradise for Giant Beasts.’

Raylo’s gaze fell on the spatial rift behind them.

It was their only way back, and their only anchor to this strange new world.

"Coal Ball."

He called out softly.

Standing off to the side, curiously pawing at a dark-red stone with its little claws, Coal Ball immediately looked up, its large, glistening black eyes meeting Raylo’s.

It understood Raylo’s intent. With a low whimper, its small body began to ripple with a visible spatial fluctuation.

At its command, the spatial rift began to rapidly seal itself.

Soundlessly, like a scroll being smoothed out by a pair of invisible, giant hands, the distorted light at the rift’s edge gradually settled before vanishing completely.

All that remained behind them was a massive, unremarkable cliff face, covered in weathered marks.

Raylo reached out and touched the cliff face.

It was cold and hard, indistinguishable from the rest of the mountain.

But his Spiritual Power could sense that deep within the rock, Coal Ball had left an exceedingly faint Space Waymark. It was like an inconspicuous seed, ready to be activated with Space Magic Power, to take root and sprout, tearing open the passage once more.

Only after all this was done did Raylo truly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alright, let’s take a look around, but don’t wander off,"

he said.

"First, let’s get a feel for our surroundings."

Sun was already growing impatient. His massive head swiveled about curiously as he snorted two jets of hot air from his nostrils.

"The air here smells incredible! I feel like I’m bursting with Power!"

They began walking along the cliff face.

The dark-red rock ground was covered in a thin layer of moss, which was soft and slightly springy underfoot.

After walking for a while, they heard the sound of trickling water ahead.

After passing through a grove of giant ferns, a clear stream came into view.

The stream wasn’t deep; it was so clear they could see the colorful, smooth pebbles lining its bed.

However, when Raylo’s gaze fell upon the stream, his brow furrowed slightly.

’Something’s not right with this water.’

It looked like a liquid, but it flowed more slowly than normal water, appearing somewhat viscous. Its surface even shimmered with a faint, rainbow-colored halo.

Moonlight stopped at the stream’s edge.

It extended a paw, cautiously dipping it into the water.

A strange sight occurred.

The moment its paw touched the surface, that section of the stream seemed to freeze solid, rapidly crystallizing into a translucent shell that encased its paw.

Inside the Crystal, lines of Magic Power were clearly visible, shimmering with a faint light.

Moonlight didn’t seem surprised. With a slight pulse of Magic Power from its paw, the attached Crystal shattered, reverting to the viscous liquid and flowing back into the stream.

"An Elemental Spring?"

Sun’s voice held a note of shock.

"No, that’s not right. The concentration is too high... This is practically liquefied Magic Power..."

Raylo had also seen what was happening.

This stream wasn’t filled with water at all, but with highly concentrated, liquid Elemental Energy.

To a Mage, this was undoubtedly a Treasure. But for any ordinary creature, a single sip would likely cause them to explode from the feral energy.

Raylo took out some empty bottles from his Spatial Bag and filled several of them to the brim.

They didn’t linger. Crossing the "Elemental Stream," they continued on their way.

The grandeur and mystery of this world began to unfold before them, little by little.