Eight Day

The vast formation appeared in front of me, and I moved my soul sense into it through the cracks I had created before.

In that soul sense is a small pinkish-red sphere. It is like a fish, swimming with the water, that is taking it forward.

This tiny sphere isn't a normal sphere, but formation. Once opened, it will bring out the huge formation; it had taken me quite an effort and spatial seed to craft them at their current size.

The value of the spatial seed is huge. The other things, used to be no less expensive, but here I am using these resources without care.

I do not care; they are just resources. If they could help me escape. I will do it freely.

I turned my eyes to the second puppet, who was not far away from me. It is working on the tree with two other people.