Night.
After an entire day of acting as though he was diligently searching for Spirit Stones, Ethan finally returned to the Stone Hall where the Great Elder resided.
The massive doors opened with a low rumble, and a deep, rumbling voice echoed from within.
"Ethan, I was waiting for you."
Seeing Ethan enter, the Old Minotaur's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he hurriedly asked, "How did it go? How powerful has your ability become after the upgrade?"
Since Golden Horn believed that Spirit Stones were the key to making the Stonehorn Bull Tribe surpass the other two Feral Tribes in the Void Secret Realm, he was anxious… no, it was more like he was desperate to know the results.
Ethan smiled faintly, already rehearsing his words on his way back.
"It's far stronger than I expected, Great Elder," he replied smoothly and confidently, "After searching the mountain from afternoon till evening, I managed to find exactly sixty Spirit Stones."