"My body seems unable to enter… it still has some imperfections that prevent it from perfectly accommodating both flesh and soul."
Zhou Ping'an was first overwhelmed with ecstasy, and then after a few trials, he discovered that his spiritual power could sense and his thoughts could enter this soccer-field-sized space, but his physical body still sat motionlessly in the bedroom of the Jinguiyuan villa.
Meanwhile, whenever he desired with his heart to enter this space, the half-mirror on his wrist would emit a trace of spirituality, informing him that it would take four more days to accumulate the energy needed to continue shuttling.
"I thought I could hide my physical body in this space. If that were possible, it would be like having an invincible shelter.
Hiding in another space where no one can find me would ensure absolute safety."
"Unfortunately, it's not possible."
Zhou Ping'an sighed and then cursed himself quietly.