After lunch, Xiang Yu sat in quiet meditation back at his home, positioned next to the spirit spring.
Within his spiritual sea, he stood on one of the stars and gazed upward.
The darkness surrounding his spiritual sea struck him as truly strange. Usually, a spiritual sea was supposed to be all there was – it didn't have something else that it expanded into. Even after consulting the empress, she couldn't understand how such a phenomenon could happen either.
He looked up at the dark energy stretching several thousand miles above the planet he stood on. The sight reminded him of something. "Outer space?" he thought, his expression brightening. That's right – he should create outer space.
