After confirming that he hadn't disturbed the status quo, Green remembered the true purpose of entering the Good-Dream Spring: to find and control it, then use it to spread Abyssal Moss.
But this simulated False Primordial Sea was clearly not the place where the Good-Dream Spring gathered good-dream power.
"Before I go back, I should leave a marker." Thinking this, Green placed his hand on the coffin's surface. Purple dream power streamed from his palm like flowing water, forming a small mark on the coffin.
The mark was purple, shaped like a Möbius Ring.
Green had made it by combining Dream Law and Spatial Law. It would let him sense this place even from an extremely distant location.
Only three breaths after the mark was made, it vanished without a trace. The coffin, covered in purple patterns, looked as pristine as before.
Once he confirmed the mark was in place, Green gave a slight nod, then looked upward.
"It's time to leave!"
He reined in his soul's aura, disguised himself as good-dream power again, and transformed into a sphere. Then, following the connection to his soul, he began moving.
Within the False Primordial Sea, Green had taken the form of pure white good-dream power. His glowing spherical body gradually blurred, then vanished completely into the darkness of the False Primordial Sea.
A growing sense of closeness came over him. Green could feel his connection to the outside world growing ever stronger.
As he continued traveling, it was as if he had reached some threshold.
Everything before Green abruptly changed. Boundless good-dream power instantly enveloped him, and positive emotions such as gentleness and joy nearly took on physical form.
Looking out at the expanse of white, Green knew he had returned to the well from which good-dream power gushed!
Seeing the