Soul Projection, Mid Level Four, Quadrupedal Flying Dragon

At the same time, a vast amount of soul energy, like a spring unearthed from an oasis, surged from the depths of his soul, carrying with it images of his experiences over the past 183 years, and quickly merged into his soul.

This surge of soul energy was the largest and most enduring fusion Ronan had experienced since he began practicing "Spirit Heart Amber."

Ronan felt as if he were immersed in layers of hot springs, and he could clearly sense that his soul was becoming increasingly "viscous," his mental energy was growing like new shoots, and a strange, unprecedented tremor was gradually rising in his heart.

This sudden feeling made Ronan subconsciously stop eating. He looked towards a certain spot as if struck by a divine inspiration, his eyes gleaming with a hazy, spiritual light.

Gradually, where his gaze fell, a blurry figure appeared, a strange shadow that seemed to appear out of thin air, emanating a strong soul fluctuation belonging to Ronan.

"This is."

Ronan paused, staring at the strange black shadow before him, lost in thought for a moment.

"Crackling and popping—"

The flames of the "Golden Soul" rose from Ronan's body, steaming up wisps of grayish-black smoke.

Ronan stood under the murky, mottled sky of the Quivada Oasis, quietly watching the strange black shadow before him that was identical to his own silhouette.

"Soul Projection".

It looks very similar to the projection constructed using [Mirror Soul] and [Space Mirror Art], but in reality, they are completely different.

The former was merely a clone created by magic, at most containing a tiny bit of Ronan's Soul Aura, mainly used to confuse the opponent.

However, the latter is entirely composed of Ronan's Soul Power.

As for its function

"Go."

The strange black shadow vanished on the spot under Ronan's thought, and then reappeared at a location about several hundred meters away.

In that instant, Ronan had an extremely strong illusion, as if he had been teleported to the corresponding location.

After the strange black shadow appeared, it immediately moved closer to several Magic Creature that were entrenched in a corrupt jungle below.

These Magic Creature, who were mating in the chaos, were startled by the dark figure. They immediately let out a violent growl, and their thin, fleshy wings quickly unfolded as they pounced on the dark figure.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not resist.

"Whoosh—"

Several Magic Creature figures [Penetration] the shadows, leaving long trails of smoke. The attacked shadows had prominent, large wounds that quickly healed, but the overall appearance seemed to have faded slightly.

"The projection was attacked, but I myself was not harmed."

"But a portion of my Soul Power was lost..."

Ronan carefully sensed the amount of damaged Soul Power, thought for a moment, and then the black shadow in his field of vision floated up into the sky like a balloon.

Following that, as the hazy light continued to emanate from Ronan's eyes, the shadowy figure rapidly came to life. The black layer on its surface seemed to fade away little by little, and the soul fluctuations emanating from its body became more and more intense, gradually revealing Ronan's appearance.

"@#%...&"

The syllables of the incantation were uttered from the shadowy figure's mouth. The figure gently raised its hand, releasing a powerful magical wave.

The next moment, a dazzling deep blue Ice Blade was flung out from his dark arm, instantly slicing through the bodies of several flying Magic Creature below.

The circling Magic Creature froze instantly, then silently split in two at the middle, falling to the ground. The cut surfaces of their corpses were smooth as mirrors, their flesh completely frozen in frost.

"Call--"

In the distance, Ronan, in his true form, exhaled softly, his eyes becoming somewhat strange.

He can freely control the strength of the soul that constitutes the projection. When the Soul Projection reaches a certain level, a portion of his will can be directly transferred to the projection, and he will possess corresponding spellcasting abilities.

This is far more powerful than a typical spell projection.

It offers greater flexibility and operational freedom, and is free from the threat of death, requiring only consideration of the consumption of Soul Power.

Of course, the last point is actually a big problem. Soul Power is not like mental power, and it is very troublesome to recover after it is depleted.

"Moreover, the current projection range is too small, only within a distance of less than two thousand meters covered by mental power. What can you do with such a short distance?"

"Given time, if one could disregard spatial distances, traverse thousands of miles, or even half a continent, and descend at will, that would truly be a method beyond the comprehension of gods and demons!"

Ronan pondered this and silently withdrew his Soul Projection.

Upon randomly opening your Character Panel, the first thing you'll see is the [Soul Projection] icon, which appears as a new talent skill in the talent section.

As for the skill section, there is an additional text: "[Spirit Heart Amber (Beginner 1/100)]".

Yes, it wasn't until this "dream entry" ended that he officially entered the realm of "Spirit Heart Amber," and the "Soul Projection" was also brought about by "Spirit Heart Amber" after he officially entered the realm.

"Alazan never mentioned this to me. The Spirit Heart Amber is far more mysterious and powerful than I imagined..."

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly as he continued to examine the panel information.

—This time, entering the dream brought about an increase in Soul Power, which made his Strength Progress jump from the original 14% to 31%, more than the combined gains from his previous two dream entries.

He is already very close to the Mid Level Four.

Within the Consciousness Space, the dark gold core that nurtured the primordial spirit had also noticeably grown larger, with more Primordial Spirit Writing appearing on its surface.

Ronan counted the number of Primordial Spirit Writing he had memorized during this dream: 12,532.

Including the nearly eight thousand Primordial Spirit Writing he had already mastered, the total number of Primordial Spirit Writing inscribed on the Dark Gold Core now exceeds twenty thousand!

More than 20,000 Primordial Spirit Writing!

Ronan's elemental spiritual foundation was directly increased to a rather terrifying level.

The Elemental Spirit Light nurtured within the dark gold core was several times more concentrated than before; even a slight emanation of it revealed its vitality and profound depth.

"I wonder if there's an upper limit to the effect of using Primordial Spirit Writing to increase one's primordial spirit foundation? And how many Primordial Spirit Writing does Alazan know in total?"

These two points are related to Ronan's future elemental spirit rank.

He wasn't sure if his Yuanling rank had improved from six stars to seven stars after this dream, but his goal was an even higher eight stars!

Unfortunately, after entering the dream, Alazan still showed no signs of waking up, and the Golden Ladybug in the Consciousness Space remained fast asleep, motionless.

Aside from the concentration of soul energy and the Primordial Spirit Writing, Ronan's biggest gain from this dream was a wealth of knowledge about astrology.

In the "dream," the wizard who looked just like A Nan De eventually reached the level of a third-level astrologer.

As the other's only "closest friend," Ronan shared many of his insights and experiences in astrology with him over a hundred years. Even if Ronan only devoted a small part of his energy to this, a hundred years would have been enough for him to become a master of astrology.

This gain will ultimately benefit his Primordial Star Meditation Technique. Ronan hasn't tried it yet, but he expects that improving his Expert Level proficiency in the Primordial Star Meditation Technique will be much smoother than before.

Ronan put away the corpses of the Magic Creature he had killed during the previous projection test and planned to enter the Mist Space to see how Bennigo had fared over the past six months.

Just then, a sudden howl of Magic Creature rang out in the distance, catching his attention.

On the oasis, some Magic Creature flew in the same direction, as if something had disturbed them.

Ronan, curious, flew forward following the Magic Creature's movement trajectory.

A short while later, he suddenly stopped.

"An outsider has come in."

Ronan lowered his body and slowly concealed his aura.

Squinting and looking into the distance, one could see an extremely beautiful platinum carriage flying through the air on the vast Corruption Plain, pulled by two huge Four-Legged Flying Dragon!

Although the Quadrupedal Flying Dragon is not a legendary dragon species, it has a thin bloodline of dragons flowing through its veins. It has a scaled body that resembles a dragon and tough fleshy wings. Its tail is strong and powerful and has a venomous stinger at the end.

Among magical beasts of the same rank, it can be considered close to the top.

Even the lowest-ranking Bipedal Flying Dragon possesses strength comparable to Level Four Dawn Wizard.

The Four-Legged Flying Dragon corresponds to the fifth rank.

Ronan saw that the two Four-Legged Flying Dragons were covered with many glowing runes and gilded ornaments, which gave them a noble and majestic air over their originally rough and ferocious appearance.

The platinum carriage pulled by the two Four-Legged Flying Dragon was empty on all sides. Through the tasseled gauze, one could see what appeared to be a golden-haired figure sitting inside.

Following the carriage were a dozen or so wizards riding Bipedal Flying Dragon, and behind them were dozens more wizards who flew on their own.

The group, all dressed in matching snow-white robes, were making their way along the road while methodically clearing away the Magic Creature that were gathering along the way.

Ronan noticed a flag flying in the ranks, bearing two golden symbols resembling unfolding buds, and murmured softly, identifying the person behind it.

"The Life Royal Court".

These are a group of wizards from the Life Royal Court!

The person sitting inside the platinum carriage must be a member of the royal family of the Life Royal Court; ordinary people are not worthy of such a grand procession and pomp.

Ronan watched as the group of Life Royal Court wizards gradually disappeared from his sight, finally vanishing completely in a burst of intense white light.

He emerged from his hiding place, gazing thoughtfully in the direction where the other person had disappeared.

Although the Lost Land connect the entire Upper Ring Continent, wizards from any organization or force could appear here, just like when he encountered the First Legion of the Tangista Empire.

But the purpose of a member of the Life Royal Court suddenly appearing at the Quivada Oasis in the heart of the Lost Land is rather intriguing.

What does the Quivada Oasis have?

Aside from a severely corrupted land, teeming with otherworldly Magic Creature, only the prophet of the Pendulum of Fate remains here.

"A member of the royal family of the Life Royal Court has come to visit Prophet Eve?"

Ronan's mind conjured up the image of Prophet Eve with pink scales and a small snake, and his eyes flickered slightly.

More than half a year has passed since Alba King was assassinated. Judging by the time, the struggle for the crown prince position in the Life Royal Court should have officially begun.

If Alba King didn't leave any will before his death, then using the prophetic power of the neighboring Destiny Empire to establish his own legitimacy as king seems like a pretty good idea.

Ronan pondered silently for a while, then stopped paying attention and flashed into the Mist Space.

"Shuashuashua——"

As soon as he stepped into the space, the golden leaves of the trees, which covered the sky, rustled and exuded a joyful and happy mood, warmly welcoming his arrival.

Compared to six months ago, the Saint Blood Tree has grown several times larger.

The dense foliage and canopy of trees occupied almost two-thirds of the area of the newly opened Mist Space.

Saint Blood Tree, vegetation flourishes.

From the unusually robust, clearly pruned flower bushes, a fluffy gray goat nimbly leaped out, carrying the Dust Elf Arrietty on its head, and they came toward him.

As they approached Ronan, Arrietty flew up from Dodol III's head, skillfully slipped into his collar, and began chattering to him about her achievements over the past six months.

Ronan smiled approvingly, patted Dodol III on the head, and slowly walked towards the base of the Saint Blood Tree.

The Mist Space has indeed been well transformed by Arrietty and the Saint Blood Tree. Several tiny lakes have been carved out in the lush vegetation, where the Mermaid Shell sings.

Perhaps due to the exceptionally rich energy particle environment and the magical abilities of the Saint Blood Tree, many plant spirit-like beings were born in this space.

A beautiful little figure, about the size of a palm, with wings on its back and a semi-transparent body, with pure and innocent eyes. It wasn't afraid of Ronan and hid behind the grass, curiously observing him.

Arrietty stood on Ronan's shoulders, puffing out her slightly full chest, and proudly declared that these little creatures, somewhere between Elemental Lifeform and the companion spirits of the Saint Blood Tree, were now all under her jurisdiction.

Ronan passed by the Elemental Pool and saw that it had more than doubled in Elemental Pool compared to six months ago.

During the Stone of Destiny Trial, he killed a considerable number of Magic Creature, all of which were thrown into the Elemental Pool and converted into energy to supply the growth of the Saint Blood Tree. He was quite surprised that so many remained.

The Elemental Pool was covered with Magic Crystal. Ronan "casually" scooped up a handful to examine them. Although the quality was not high, they could still be used to explore the Mist Space.

Once the Elemental Pool, the Saint Blood Tree, and the Mist Space can form a perfect positive energy cycle, he'll be free of trouble.

Ronan walked away from the Elemental Pool and then found Bennigo's figure at the base of the Saint Blood Tree.

Bennigo was busy, with all sorts of strange materials and instruments on the lab table in front of him, some of which even Ronan couldn't identify what they were used for.

Compared to six months ago, Bennigo looks much better overall, his strength has recovered to level two, and there are even faint signs of breaking through to the mid-stage of level two.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he deliberately made a little noise as he walked up.

"You seem to be recovering quite well."

Bennigo looked up at him, his face showing no surprise, and replied calmly, "Thanks to the Gray Elf Bloodline, the high-energy particle concentration environment here actually has a good nourishing effect on my body and soul..."

That was a pleasant surprise.

Ronan's gaze softened, revealing a hint of genuine joy.

He looked down at the experimental notes Bennigo had placed on the lab table. After a while, he couldn't help but frown and ask, "Are you still researching that 'Bloodline Deduction Array'?"

"Otherwise what?"

Bennigo casually picked up the "Spirit Lake Book" that Ronan had given him, patted it, and said, "This knowledge inheritance tool has been a great help to me. I have almost completely completed the transformation of the new 'Bloodline Deduction Array'."

Oh, by the way.

Bennigo stared into Ronan's eyes and asked, "What happened to the magic circle I inscribed on you before?"

Ronan paused for a moment, then shook his head. "I've failed repeatedly, and I only have two more simulation opportunities left."