"Huh?"
All three of them watched the dragon-shaped phantom emerge. Like the afterimages that had emerged from those magical artifacts, this little black-and-gold dragon also carried yin qi. But instead of attacking after it appeared, it circled Yue Wen once.
It was like an innocent little beast that knew only that Yue Wen was its master.
Yue Wen could also sense a certain mental connection between himself and this dragon phantom.
With a thought, without needing to say a word, he sent the dragon phantom flying around once before it rammed headfirst into the coffin beside him.
Bang!
After smashing through that layer of coffin wood, the dragon phantom exhausted its spirituality and dissipated.
"What's going on?" Yue Wen himself was rather surprised.
"It should be a rule of this Nightmare Realm," Da Long analyzed. "Inside this Nightmare Realm, every object containing dragon qi turns into a Nightmare Wraith Creature, just like the ones you cut down earlier. Your drop of blood contains an extremely high concentration of dragon qi, so naturally, following that rule, it turned into a dragon-shaped Nightmare Wraith Creature. But dragon qi from your own body still obeys your commands. In other words, you can create an unlimited number of Nightmare Wraith Creatures within this Nightmare Realm... though there's not much point."
After hearing the explanation, Yue Wen understood the phenomenon.
It was true that there was little point. Ultimately, all the Nightmare Wraith Creature's spirituality came from Yue Wen, so it could not possess power exceeding his own.
A drop of blood had little fighting power. If he wanted it to engage in intense combat, Yue Wen would have to shed a great deal of blood, which would instead leave his actual body extremely weak. At that point, even having something iced or eating something