In the dream realm, Zhang Xiaoman’s thoughts flickered, and before him, hundreds of eerie green figures erged.
Upon closer inspection, these turned out to be wandering spirits, now created by his consciousness.
These wandering spirits were precisely the level 1 alien species Zhang Xiaoman had seen on the Water Blue Star, as he now needed to simulate the birth process of Elf Powder using this micro light substance.
And micro light is what remains from vast numbers of spiritual body-type creatures after death, to which these wandering spirits belong as alien species.
"Snap~"
With the snap of his fingers, all the wandering spirits instantly faced death, directly deed corpses by the dream realm’s owner.
Imdiately lifting his hand, Zhang Xiaoman released a Fla Nova among them.
The pure fla composed of dark spiritual power engulfed the corpses of the wandering spirits, turning them into faint green glowing fragnts, floating in the air, seemingly about to dissipate at any mont.
These faint green glowing fragnts were indeed micro light.
Although Zhang Xiaoman could directly create it, micro light born from the derivation rules used for synthesizing Elf Powder has a higher Dream Condensation success rate than the forr.
With micro light in place, next cos the spiritual tide.
Zhang Xiaoman pointed to the ground, causing a vast forest to rapidly grow at an unbelievable speed.
Upon closer inspection, these trees were actually all composed of level 1 dark spirit plants, "Demon Spirit Trees."
"To form a spiritual tide, a sufficient amount of dark spiritual power is needed as a prerequisite. The longest occurrence of this possibility in natural settings is when a mass of spirit plants is simultaneously burned... "
With Zhang Xiaoman’s actions, the Solid God Incense pattern in his left palm rapidly burnt away, now leaving only about half remaining.
Looking up at the sky, the constant star was getting larger and larger, seeming as if it would soon crash onto the ground.
With a subtle thought, Zhang Xiaoman raised the ground at his feet, pulling the entire forest up into the sky along with the wandering spirits’ corpses.
He glanced at the pattern on his left hand, taken aback by how this maneuver accelerated the burning of the Solid God Incense.
Pique and the gathering of undead outside grew tense as well.
Most of the Solid God Incense had been used up, but the materials floating around the master remained intact, signaling that the Dream Condensation had not yet reached the official stage.
"It should be fine, it’s just basic Elf Powder. I believe he can complete it..."
Pique, comforting a female mage beside him with a pat on her shoulder, had completely forgotten that he had been the least optimistic about this Dream Condensation beforehand.
anwhile, within the dream realm.
As the ground and the constant star moved closer, all the trees were ignited.
The sturdy Demon Spirit Trees turned into charcoal under the high temperature, instantly releasing the dark spiritual power within them.
The spiritual power generated by the entire forest ford a terrifying spiritual tide, spreading out in all directions.
The wandering spirits’ corpses began to transform under the tide.
The green glowing fragnts contacted the scorching high temperature of the fire attribute spiritual power, turning into readily visible, fiery red dust.
The dust resembled Star Dust sowhat, imdiately appearing ready to dissipate upon ergence.
Hurriedly, Zhang Xiaoman began collecting it, placing it into a small bottle he had created.
"Now is the ti!"
Zhang Xiaoman realized that Elf Powder was already created and that it was ti for him to reap the rewards.
The Solid God Incense pattern in his hand was nearly gone, so he swiftly accelerated the Dream Condensation magic spell, using up the prepared dream realm materials.
"Star Dust has been consud!"
Seeing this scene, the onlookers outside couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Star Dust being consud indicated positive progress, suggesting the master would soon succeed.
With the rapid depletion of the Solid God Incense, Zhang Xiaoman felt intense pain coursing through his head.
He recognized it as the consequence of overwhelming spiritual power strain.
Every Dream Master is a powerful Divine Thought Master.
Even with Zhang Xiaoman’s current 200 points of spiritual power, it would not be considered outstanding compared to his peers.
It’s entirely normal to face spiritual power deficiency during the first Dream Condensation attempt.
"Quick, quick, quick!"
He watched the increasingly solidified crimson powder in his palm with growing anxiety.
At this point, Zhang Xiaoman basically succeeded.
However, success cos in levels.
With his current spiritual power, the Elf Powder he could condense from the materials seed to be satisfactory at just one portion.
As the Solid God Incense pattern neared its end and his headache intensified.
Zhang Xiaoman gritted his teeth, finally casting the spell to exit the dream realm.
His consciousness snapped back, the environnt changed, and soon he was back on Pique Star.
"Elf Powder... Did it succeed...?"
Upon leaving the dream realm, Zhang Xiaoman imdiately shifted his gaze to his hand.
There, floating quietly, was a small bottle of fiery red powder, the Elf Powder he had just painstakingly created.
"Whew~"
Exhaling deeply, the result of this first attempt turned out fairly well.
Ultimately, it succeeded without the effort being in vain.
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