Two hours later.
The young man in the cave opened his eyes and looked at the elder in front of him excitedly:
"Sir, is that Paradise?"
Just now, his soul was guided by a mysterious force into a wonderful kingdom.
There, in crystal-clear rivers flowed nectar sweeter than honey, richer than milk, and on both banks grew strange flowers and exotic fruits that never withered, the air was filled with the fragrance of musk and dragon's breath. People wore silken garments woven with golden threads and lived in palaces built of green jade, with their domes inlaid with dazzling gemstones, reflecting colorful glows. Under the sheltering forgetfulness tree, sacred creations known as "angels" played heavenly music, while the breeze brought the unique peace and joy of Paradise.
