The Weave of Fate

The place Daniel and the others found themselves in wasn't dark and cold like the dead universe they had spent the past several hours in. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Around them was an immense expanse of pure white, not too different from the Trigate, but without the uncountable interdimensional portals littering the background like faraway stars, or the enormous traffic of cultivators and wayfarers making the journey from one portal to another.