At first, there was nothing in the Dark Dreamscape—not even a glimmer of light. But after Russell swung himself onto the Little Dream Dragon's back—
The light of magic power blossomed.
Now, with the Little Dream Dragon's roar, the Sound of Magic Power blossomed as well.
Russell immediately rode the Little Dream Dragon toward the Fir Parasite Insect Grass. Once they reached the branches, he could hear the Sound of Magic Power emitted by the Fir Parasite Insect Grass—a faint rustling, like leaves whispering in the wind.
Then—
Russell listened closely and soon heard another sound, a hissing like a snake flicking its tongue.
Following the sound, he found it coming from beneath the roots of a snow fir not far from Russell's campsite.
The roots, outlined in dim lines, concealed a tree hollow about the size of a bucket upon closer inspection.
"So this Phantom Beast is hiding inside the hollow, which is why I couldn't see its light of magic power?" Russell suddenly understood.
Then he laughed. "Let's go, Snowcake. We're going in!"
Both the Little Dream Dragon and Russell were small in their spirit forms, so they easily flew into the tree hollow. Twisting and turning through its passages, they descended roughly three or four meters underground before finally seeing the light of magic power at the end of the tunnel.
It was a snake-like Phantom Beast coiled into a ring.
The light of magic power outlined the patterns on its scales. It was about the same size as the Wuyou Snake King contracted by Baron Roman—a common snake as thick as an arm, not one of those enormous python-like creatures.
The strange thing was that this snake-like Phantom Beast, sleeping at night, had its own tail in its mouth even in its dreams.
"Hiss, hiss..."
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