Grey found himself standing in the middle of an ancient forest.
Towering trees stretched endlessly above him, their canopies blocking most of the golden light filtering down from somewhere far above. The trunks were impossibly thick, each one wider than entire buildings he had seen in the Mortal Realm.
But the trees themselves were not what caught his attention.
It was the energy.
The ambient power saturating every inch of this place far exceeded anything Grey had ever experienced. Even the air itself felt dense with laws and principles that seemed to have existed for countless eons.
He took a single step forward, and the grass beneath his feet released a faint pulse of spiritual energy.
Grey looked down with surprise.
"Even the grass is at the 10th Rank?"
He crouched and examined a single blade more closely. The seemingly ordinary plant contained compressed essence that would have been considered a rare treasure back in the Mortal Realm.
