Dreamweaving Space

"A stray flash of deep blue light nearly made me fall asleep instantly.

No wonder it was a fragment of divine armor, no wonder it was a Soul Bone over two hundred thousand years old."

"But now, it's all mine!"

Wang Chen grabbed the Dream God Head Soul Bone and pressed it against his head.

The instant the Dream God Head Soul Bone touched Wang Chen's head, he felt the piercing pain it brought.

At the same time, the Dream God Head Soul Bone immediately transformed into a streak of light and burrowed into Wang Chen's head.

The pain in Wang Chen's mind instantly intensified, growing stronger and stronger, as though his head were about to explode.

Wang Chen's originally calm and gentle expression instantly turned savage and twisted.

"Ah—"

Wang Chen let out a miserable scream.

He clutched his head tightly with both hands and rolled around on the ground.

At the same time, Wang Chen could feel his spiritual power and soul continuously growing stronger.

That was the only good news amid the excruciating pain he was enduring.

But as time passed, that faint sense of relief was eventually drowned out by the pain, leaving behind nothing but unbearable suffering.

Just as Wang Chen was about to lose consciousness, the Seed of Godhood within his sea of consciousness suddenly erupted with golden light, instantly enveloping him.

The fusion speed of the Dream God divine armor's Head Soul Bone, which had originally been merging with Wang Chen's mind, slowed down, slowing the Soul Bone's transformation of Wang Chen's spiritual power and soul.

At the same time, the golden light soothed the violent power produced during the fusion process, reducing the pain felt by Wang Chen's spiritual power and soul.

It reduced it to the threshold where Wang Chen felt comfortable.

Wang Chen sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Only after a quarter of an hour had passed did Wang Chen completely absorb the Dream God divine armor's Head Soul Bone from a soul beast over two hundred thousand years old.

The growth in spiritual power and soul strength brought by absorbing the Soul Bone also came to a halt.

At the same time, the pain brought by the Soul Bone and the golden light radiating from the Seed of Godhood disappeared.

Wang Chen could feel that his spiritual power and soul had improved by a great deal during that quarter of an hour.

Although Wang Chen had never compared his spiritual power with that of other Soul Masters, after absorbing the Head Soul Bone of the Dream God divine armor, which excelled in spiritual power, he could clearly feel that his senses had become far sharper.

Originally, he could only faintly sense subtle disturbances within roughly ten meters, but after absorbing the Dream God divine armor's Head Soul Bone, he could even sense the movements of insects over a hundred meters away.

His spiritual power had directly surged by a huge margin.

Wang Chen even suspected that, in his current state, he could absorb a ten-thousand-year soul beast's Soul Ring without fearing its soul shock.

After absorbing the Head Soul Bone, Wang Chen examined the skills within it.

The first skill was called Mental Perception Distortion.

This skill could distort the perception of anyone whose spiritual power was below Rank 99.

However, the larger and more obvious the distortion, and the more it differed from reality, the more likely the target would become suspicious and break free.

"It can distort the spiritual power of Soul Masters at Rank 99 and below. It seems the spiritual power contained in this Soul Bone is no weaker than that of a Rank 99 Soul Master."

Wang Chen had originally worried that the Soul Bone in his possession possessed only spiritual power equivalent to that of a Rank 95 to Rank 97 Soul Master.

If he encountered a Rank 97 Soul Master with powerful spiritual strength, or even a Rank 98 or Rank 99 Soul Master, he would have no way to conceal himself and could only use the power of the Seed of Godhood.

Now, it seemed his worries had been unnecessary.

The spiritual power provided by the skull bone of an ordinary soul beast over two hundred thousand years old certainly would not be this strong.

Even the skull bone of a soul beast over two hundred thousand years old that specialized in spiritual abilities would not provide such powerful spiritual strength.

This Soul Bone possessed such an ability because it had followed the Dream God for at least tens of thousands of years.

The Dream God was originally one of the deities in the Divine Realm most skilled in spiritual power.

After being steeped in his influence for so long, this fragment of divine armor—this Head Soul Bone—must have been nourished by his divine power and tempered by the spiritual power of a first-class god.

The other soul skill was called Dreamweaving Space.

As the name implied, it allowed Wang Chen to use the Head Soul Bone's skill to send someone into a dream while entering that person's dream himself and observing how it unfolded.

At the same time, by guiding the development of the target's dream, he could strengthen, weaken, or partially distort some of the target's past memories.

Of course, the stronger the target's spiritual power, the less room Wang Chen had to manipulate their dream.

Likewise, the more the target valued a memory, the harder it was for Wang Chen to alter it.

Just then, the Seed of Godhood in his sea of consciousness transmitted a piece of information to Wang Chen.

The information told Wang Chen that, because he possessed the Dream God's Godhood, aside from accumulating divine power by absorbing the power of faith, he could also manipulate others' dreams, drawing upon emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and delight to transform them into the Dream God's divine power.

At the same time, the Seed of Godhood also informed Wang Chen—

the stronger the people whose dreams Wang Chen entered, and the greater their influence on the entire world of Douluo Continent, the faster he could replenish the Dream God's divine power from their dreams.

Wang Chen froze, not expecting Dream God's godhead to have such a function.

Originally, he had thought that the divine power within the seed of godhood in his sea of consciousness was like rootless water—once used up, it would be gone.

Given his current strength, he truly had no way to make people believe in him and restore his divine power through faith.

Now, with this soul bone, Wang Chen had a way to replenish his divine power.

Right now, he was in Notting City.

Originally, Wang Chen had planned to head to Holy Soul Village after absorbing the Hundred-Year Whale Glue, obtain the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, and make plans for the immortal herbs.

After obtaining the immortal herbs, he would stay far away from Tang San and quietly cultivate.

But now, Wang Chen had changed his mind.

With the divine power in the seed of godhood protecting him, Wang Chen had no fear of Tang Hao at all.

At the same time, that meant Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Xiao Wu at Notting City's Junior Soul Master Academy were all excellent dream-entry targets for Wang Chen, all nourishment for restoring the divine power of his seed of godhood.

After obtaining the immortal herbs and absorbing his soul ring, he would have no need to avoid Tang San, much less Tang Hao.

Wang Chen rose to his feet, left the inn, and headed straight for Holy Soul Village.

The back mountain between Imperial Soul Village and Holy Soul Village.

Holding a climbing rope, Wang Chen looked at the cliff ahead and its smooth stone face, a disdainful smile appearing on his lips.

Ordinary people unfamiliar with the back mountain of Imperial Soul Village would find the cliff face before them difficult to deal with.

But Wang Chen had lived in Imperial Soul Village for six years.

His father was also a well-known barefoot doctor in several nearby villages.

In order to gather precious medicinal herbs, there was not a single cliff around Holy Soul Village that his father had not climbed.

To others, the sheer cliff before him was dangerous ground, but to Wang Chen, who had often heard about his father's experiences gathering herbs, it was no challenge at all.

That was because Wang Chen's father had found a small path that led directly to the top of the cliff.

Wang Chen could lower a rope from above and descend slowly.

An hour passed.

Wang Chen arrived at the top of the cliff.