When Ye Chen opened his eyes again, the mist-shrouded Blood Pool was no longer before him. In its place was the interior of a tent blanketed in lush green vines.
Taking in the familiar sight, Ye Chen immediately realized that everything he had seen and heard before had been a dream. A bitter sigh escaped him.
How he wished that everything which had happened long ago had all been a nightmare as well.
How he wished that when he truly awoke, he would still see the wooden ceiling of the Old Church before his eyes.
Sadly, by now, everything had become reality.
The youth slowly sat up and lowered his head in thought for a moment inside the tent. Then he clenched his hand into a fist. A fresh, abundant surge of Auling Power immediately welled up from his palm, illuminating his azure eyes like lamplight.
(Completely different from my previous Auling Power. The purity of the energy has clearly risen by an entire level.)
(So what I just experienced really was the Second Nightmare Realm.)
(After "sound," comes "scent"...)
Feeling the unfamiliar Auling Power in his palm, Ye Chen suddenly recalled the scene in the dream where he had gripped a blood sphere and transformed it out of thin air into Blood Bullets.
According to what Lyle had said before, everything that occurred in a dream could possibly inspire the dreamer's abilities to evolve.
Thus, while recalling the sensations from that time, Ye Chen condensed Auling Power in his palm and issued the mental command: Extract blood.
Whoosh!
Under this act of perfect unity between body and mind, a vivid red sphere of blood immediately emerged from Ye Chen's palm.
It was only the diameter of a finger and not large in volume, yet it contained abundant Auling Power.