Dragon of Nightmare · Alersuhode

The train slowly came to a stop in Eastsea City. After Chen Ye and Leng Yaozhu got off, they immediately boarded the Soul Guidance train sent to receive them.

As the vehicle traveled onward, Chen Ye saw the city of Eastsea City for the first time.

It was a fairly typical medium-sized city, incomparable to the major cities of his original world.

But in a world like the Douluo World, where Soul Power and Soul Masters reigned supreme, a city of this scale was already quite impressive.

During the journey, a young woman in the passenger seat spoke to Leng Yaozhu with great respect.

Though Leng Yaozhu was not well received at Spirit Pagoda headquarters and had even been continually suppressed by the Qiangu Family—

Her Level 98 strength was undeniable. Here at the Spirit Pagoda East Sea Branch, she could absolutely be considered a pillar of support.

When the group arrived at the Spirit Pagoda, its tower master personally received them.

Looking at the respectful middle-aged man standing before her, Leng Yaozhu said calmly, "I'm only staying for a while. The Spirit Pagoda will remain under your management."

"If there is anything you cannot resolve, you may come to me."

"Understood, Vice Tower Master. Is this young friend your disciple? How should we train him?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man slightly lowered his head and glanced at Chen Ye.

Normally, he should not have said such a thing. Regardless of Chen Ye's relationship with Leng Yaozhu, it was not something he should involve himself in.

But seeing the adorable young boy before him, he had almost asked the question instinctively.

Hearing him, Leng Yaozhu paused for a moment before turning her gaze to Chen Ye.

"You don't need to concern yourselves with him. I will teach him myself."

"Just arrange an elevator card for him so he can come to the upper levels of the Spirit Pagoda whenever he wishes."

"Enough. You may all withdraw for now. Chen Ye, come with me." As Leng Yaozhu spoke, she took the lead onto the Spirit Pagoda elevator.

The Spirit Pagoda's tower master and several other high-ranking members froze briefly, then respectfully stood aside, not daring to follow.

Chen Ye paused for a moment before following Leng Yaozhu into the elevator.

The elevator slowly ascended and soon reached the top floor.

This had originally been the tower master's office, but after learning that Leng Yaozhu would be coming, he had the entire place renovated and handed it over to her.

It was a very spacious office. Though not particularly luxurious, it contained a large reception room.

Further inside was an office, while the innermost room was a bedroom.

Upon entering the reception room, Leng Yaozhu raised a hand slightly. A massive flaming bird appeared in her palm, and she gently placed it before Chen Ye.

"This is the Soul Spirit best suited to you. I have suppressed its activity, so it poses no danger to you. You can fuse with it easily."

After speaking, Leng Yaozhu stood there silently watching Chen Ye.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over Leng Yaozhu before falling onto the Soul Spirit.

He had been born with Soul Rings, so this Soul Spirit was of no use to him.

Although he could use psychological suggestion and visual deception to make Leng Yaozhu believe that his Martial Soul was the Dark Phoenix—

His current Power of Imagination was insufficient to truly manifest a Dark Phoenix.

Thus, it was fundamentally impossible for him to fuse with a Soul Spirit at this time.

"Teacher, I'm a little nervous with you watching. I don't know if I can fuse with it alone. If anything happens, I'll call for you."

Chen Ye curled his fingers slightly and looked at Leng Yaozhu with sincere eyes.

Looking at the six-year-old boy before her, Leng Yaozhu fell silent. Her brows furrowed, but she still nodded hesitantly.

"Then fuse with it on your own first. There is a smaller room next door; it will be your bedroom from now on."

"I will arrange for you to attend school. Then, every day when you return, I will have someone teach you practical combat techniques and methods of cultivating Soul Power."

"Alright. Thank you, Teacher." A sincere smile appeared on Chen Ye's face.

Leng Yaozhu glanced at him, casually tossed a key onto the coffee table, then turned and walked out.

Only after the door closed did Chen Ye let out a long breath.

He stepped forward and placed his hand on the Soul Spirit.

Chen Ye hesitated. Should he directly erase this Soul Spirit, or use the Power of Imagination to hide it completely?

He could use the Power of Imagination to turn nothingness into reality, making nonexistent things truly exist.

Naturally, he could also turn things that truly existed into nothingness.

This was not something someone of his level should possess. It was power inherently granted by the authority of the Dragon of Imagination.

But the instant his hand lowered, Chen Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

Because he remembered that the Dragon of Imagination possessed another authority besides this: it could create its own avatars, or rather, its own race of servants.

"This bird undoubtedly possesses the highest-grade talent. It could even easily break through to become a ten-thousand-year Soul Spirit."

"That means it has enormous potential. If I can directly transform it into my attendant..."

Chen Ye muttered softly. A trace of hesitation appeared in his eyes, but it lasted only a second.

Chen Ye's eyes turned pale gold again as he placed his palm upon the Evil Phoenix.

The Evil Phoenix's dark crimson wings began to flap. Then its wings abruptly shattered, turning into a faint mist.

Its body and feathers suddenly crumbled into fragments. Its form began to stretch, undergoing enormous changes in an instant.

Sweat dripped down Chen Ye's forehead. He was not modifying the Evil Phoenix.

Instead, he was using the authority of the Dragon of Imagination, taking the Evil Phoenix as a foundation and beginning to create something from nothing.

As his eyes flickered, his consciousness gradually began to outline a shape.

Before Chen Ye, the phantom of a giant dragon covered in dark scales emerged.

This dragon phantom was extremely weak, with faint mist winding around its body.

At a glance, Chen Ye could tell that it did not resemble a dragon at all, but rather a monster mixed with all manner of strange things.

With a movement of Chen Ye's finger, the bizarre creature slowly opened its eyes. Its gaze carried a trace of hysterical madness.

Yet when that madness faced Chen Ye, only the utmost tranquility remained. "Father."

The bizarre creature's voice was somewhat hoarse. It looked at Chen Ye with bewilderment filling its eyes.

Chen Ye looked back at it. Watching its body wrapped in black mist, his eyes flickered slightly.

He could feel that something within his body—or rather, a certain power—seemed to have been infused into this creature.

It was a power close to his own origin, only one level below him.

This was an entirely new creature created through the fusion of that powerful force and this highly promising being...

"Mm. You will be called the Dragon of Nightmare. Dragon of Nightmare · Alersuhode."