C1010 Differentiation

When the Phantom Nightmare saw that Ling Yun's spiritual space was finally completely sealed by it, even a corner was not forgotten. Only after ensuring that Ling Yun was unable to come in did it let out a long sigh of relief.

Immediately after, wild laughter came out from the purple smoke. It was extremely terrifying, and the purple smoke constantly fluctuated, changing its appearance.

However, the next moment, as if a fish bone was stuck in the Phantom Nightmare's throat, its laughter suddenly stopped. A surprised and uncertain voice slowly came over, "There seems to be something wrong, but, what's wrong?"

It could be imagined that if it were in human form, its eyebrows would definitely be tightly knitted together and a conflicted expression would appear on its face.

"What's wrong?" The Phantom Nightmare muttered anxiously. It kept repeating this sentence, making its main body change continuously.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

However, the more he was conflicted, the more confused he became. He was unable to figure out what was wrong with it and what crucial matter it had missed.

In the end, Phantom Nightmare were still young, even though they had the memories of their senior.

However, in the end, it was just a memory, not a personal experience. It could not become its own experience, could not calm its heart like water, and did not have any patience.

"Let's just wait until we possess this body first!" The Phantom Nightmare softly said, but the feeling that something was amiss was still lingering in its heart, reminding it of something important.

If it was a human or an experienced Demon clan Ranker, they would definitely not make any big moves at this time. They would only choose to wait and see, or to use some methods to test the waters.

However, the weakness of Phantom Nightmare was that it did not have much experience. It did not leave the area of a thousand miles from birth and relied on its seniors' inherited memories for everything.

The Phantom Nightmare's body split apart into strands of purple smoke, each strand bringing with it a strand of its telepathic thoughts. It was equivalent to a clone, as it swept towards every direction of Ling Yun's spiritual space, preparing to refine this vast ocean of mental energy.

Originally, Phantom Nightmare did not plan to split into thousands of clones and come out, because once that happened, the power would also scatter.

However, something was wrong in his heart right now. It made him want to refine the sea of Spirit power as soon as possible. The body was only one and the refining speed was very slow, but if he split into tens of thousands of clones and refined them all at once, it would be different.

As for the danger of the avatar, it was not worried at all because this place was sealed by it. It was sure that there was no one else other than it.

"This …"

His face was filled with disbelief. He could naturally see that the Phantom Nightmare was hesitating, but he did not expect the other party to still use such a method.

Of course, he wasn't afraid. He was excited because he could feel that the strength of the avatar was not just weaker than his own body. It was only 10% of his cultivation level.

Although they were stronger than his main body, they were scattered and could give him a chance to attack them one by one.

Initially, he was still a little afraid of this Phantom Nightmare. After all, no matter what, it was the kind of creature that specialized in mental attacks.

Although his mental strength was higher than his opponent's, allowing him to defeat him easily, this was still his spiritual space. Although it was his home ground, it was still a fatal one, causing him to be restricted in many ways.