Soaking in the Pure Yang Waterball

"Now that there's a whole set of procedures, what shall we do?"

"Find it" Green Spirit replied resolutely, "Since the place is a spacetime gap, it's far larger than you could imagine, so we only stand a chance if we conduct a search ourselves."

"Fine, I'll find it!" Zhou Bao was forced to agree. In this current situation, listening to Green Spirit was his only thing to do. He launched Gang Qi, which glittered with a red light, before Zhou Bao and Green Spirit began their search in this dark eccentric space where one couldn't see his hand in front of himself.

This seemingly aimless search made Zhou Bao feel helpless. After ferreting about for a long period of time, maybe one day, 10 days, or even a month—nobody knew the exact time—just as Zhou Bao was approaching the extremities of boredom from this tedious task, Green Spirit's psywave suddenly arrived with great excitement. "Found it! I found it! Haha, it's me who found it!"