After bidding farewell to his extraordinary orca friends, Zhang Ming soon rallied his spirits and sailed on through these waters, tirelessly searching for the New Continent.
Even Big Sister Pelican had been persuaded by Little White Turtle. Every morning, she took off from the deck and spent the entire day flying.
She was proud, but no fool. She knew exactly how much fighting strength she had.
Finding the New Continent was a venture in which they would rise or fall together. Alone, even if she found an island, she might struggle to gain a foothold. She still needed to rely on Zhang Ming and the others' combat strength...
Yet something strange happened.
In theory, with Little White's divination and Pelican's aerial scouting, finding the New Continent should have been easy.
But a month passed, and despite all their wandering, they still failed to find this supposed "New Continent."
There were two possible explanations.
First, there was no New Continent here at all, merely a stretch of slightly shallower water.
The orcas had misunderstood what Zhang Ming was trying to say.
It was entirely possible for the Demon God's Sea to have some shallow waters.
Second, an unknown world lay hidden here.
That "world" was unwilling to let them in, and under the protection of that mysterious Sanctuary ability, they truly had no way to find it.
As the days went by, they had lingered here a little too long. Zhang Ming could only call a family meeting to soothe his increasingly restless companions. "Everyone, we've exhausted all our options. If we can't find it, so be it. We'll search here for another ten days, then leave if nothing turns up."
"After all, we're not at the end of our rope yet. Pelican, what do you think?"
Pelican's gaze shifted evasively.