Elf: I, the Lord of Ghosts, lead the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts

The summer cicada used the split part of its own soul power as a medium to sense the specific situation of the ancient tree and realized that it had consciousness and intelligence, which was quite extraordinary.

But for some reason, the spirit space of the ancient tree was completely empty at this moment, at least that was the perception of Xia Chan.

The soul and the body are one, and everything the soul perceives will be synchronized to the body.

Now, Xia Chan's soul power is wandering in a dark and void space, and although his body is in the outside world, he can personally feel the bone-chilling darkness.

This feeling is not pleasant, but in order to find the dream demon, Xia Chan is willing to bear it all.

Hard work pays off. With Xia Chan's unremitting efforts, he finally sensed the soul fluctuations emitted by the dream demon before his mental collapse.

"found it!"

The moment Xia Chan sensed the fluctuations of the dream demon's soul, his eyes were bloodshot and he almost cried for joy.

Then, Xia Chan continued to manipulate the soul power without stopping, trying to collide and intertwine with the soul fluctuations emitted by the dream demon.

The dream demon's soul power seemed to be immersed in a certain picture, and it had no reaction when facing the soul power controlled by Xia Chan.

Faced with this situation, Xia Chan was not discouraged. He continued to persevere in controlling his own soul power and repeatedly tried to "communicate" with the dream demon's soul power.

This process seems simple, but it is actually extremely complicated. Every attempt at "communication" will consume a lot of Xia Chan's mental energy. If it weren't for his extraordinary mental power, he would have exhausted his mental power and fainted long ago.

But even though his mental power is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and its strength is even comparable to that of ordinary psychic elves, it also has its limits.

Now, his mental strength is almost exhausted.

This can be seen from his pale face, bloodshot eyes, and trembling dry lips.

After several attempts, Xia Chan's consciousness began to gradually blur.

"Little Dream Demon... hurry up... respond to me quickly..."

At this moment, this was the only thought left in Xia Chan's mind.

The stronger the thought, the more it turns into an obsession.

Now everything he does is supported by this obsession.

But how long can the obsession last?

This illusory power will eventually dissipate.

Maybe ten minutes, maybe one minute, maybe the next moment.

Xia Chan didn’t know how long he could hold on or how many times he could try. He only knew that he couldn’t and would not give up on the Dream Demon.

His faith was strong, it was true.

It is also true that his consciousness gradually became blurred and his soul power became dimmer.

He can no longer hold on...

"Summer cicada?"

Just when Xia Chan was about to lose the ability to maintain the extension of his soul power, a light voice sounded in his mind, which lifted his spirits and made him wake up as if he had a last burst of light.

"Little Dream Demon, how are you now?"

Xia Chan instantly recognized the voice as that of the dream demon and immediately used the power of his soul to send out soul sound to the dream demon.

"I'm fine, he has no ill will towards me." The next moment, the soul voice of the dream demon sounded in Xia Chan's mind.

"It? Who is it?" Upon hearing this, Xia Chan asked in a soul-like voice.

"He is a very powerful elf." A moment later, the soul voice of the dream demon sounded again in Xia Chan's mind.

"Elf? You mean, this ancient tree is an elf?" Xia Chan was shocked after hearing this, his soul voice trembled, and he asked in confusion.

In his knowledge, there were only four types of spirits in the form of trees: the rotten wood demon, the nonsense tree, the cunning tengu, and the coconut tree. But the appearance of the ancient tree did not match any of them!

"He is sleeping." Just when Xia Chan was puzzled, the soul voice of the dream demon sounded again.

"Sleeping? No wonder its spiritual world is so empty." Xia Chan seemed to understand, but then he put his doubts aside and asked the dream demon in a soul voice:

"Can you leave its spirit world and go back outside now?"

"Not yet. He is very lonely and wants me to accompany him." After a while, the dream demon responded with a soul sound.

"Accompany it? Isn't it in a deep sleep? How can it have self-awareness?" Xia Chan was puzzled when he heard this, and asked continuously in the soul voice.

"..."

As the soul sound communicated with the dream demon, Xia Chan's weak and almost exhausted mental power was actually slowly growing and recovering.

Soon, Xia Chan noticed this phenomenon. After careful perception, he found that his soul power and the dream demon's soul power were in a state of resonance at this moment, and the dream demon's abundant soul power was nourishing his soul power.

Not only that, after Xia Chan's mental power recovered to half of its original state, he also discovered that he and Meng Yao could feel each other's thoughts even without communicating with soul sounds.

In this way, the communication between Xia Chan and Meng Yao became extremely convenient and effective. They could know each other's thoughts, emotions and ideas with just a thought.

When he entered a state of soul resonance with Xia Chan, Meng Yao revealed his special origins through Xia Chan's unintentional thoughts.

The dream demon was a little curious about this, but did not ask further questions.

It doesn't care about the summer cicada's origins, as long as he is him, that's enough.

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