Eastern Sea.
Fang Yuan's main body, hidden within the clouds, suddenly stirred. "Hm? My clone's luck has changed again!"
Fang Yuan looked out and saw a massive mass of dense black cloud luck beside Luck Boiling Pot.
Within the black cloud luck were four separate anomalies, representing four Rank 8 Gu Immortals guarding this mass of black cloud luck.
The purple little dragon luck representing Fang Yuan clone was surrounded layer upon layer by the black cloud luck, coiled within it and growling low.
The little dragon was even more spirited than before. Strands of blue-purple luck continuously transformed from the black cloud luck and flowed into its body.
With such support, the purple little dragon seemed to have grown somewhat larger, while its claws and fangs appeared somewhat sharper.
The most obvious change was that this little dragon had originally only coiled in place, but now it stretched out its body and took the initiative, beginning to probe into the black cloud luck while circling around its original position.
"From stillness to motion, with morale soaring—it seems my clone has made a breakthrough in the dream realm and grasped its threads, which is why he has become so proactive. This is a good thing!"
"Unfortunately, I can no longer use luck path methods to help my clone."
If the Dragonman Clone had sent in only his soul while leaving his body outside, Fang Yuan's main body could still barely have infused luck into him.
But now, both the Dragonman Clone's soul and body had entered the dream realm, completely wrapped within it. All luck path methods were cut off.
Fang Yuan's main body was helpless as well, unless he took away part of the dream realm and exposed the Dragonman Clone.
Or he could wait until the distant future,