This was beyond Ethan Smith's expectations. He had spent a lot of time before trying to find ways to increase the Power of Dreams and was unsuccessful.
But this time, by delving deep into his own memory, his power actually got strengthened.
Could it be that the cultivation of the Path of Dreams requires constantly entering the dreamscape to evolve stronger power?
Ethan pondered, but this path was like walking on a tightrope.
Any slight mistake could result in eternal doom. If the Mirage hadn't sensed something was wrong just now, he might have been lost in the dreamscape forever.
And after this brush with life and death, only a few wisps of Night Energy were derived.
"Thank you, Ethan."
It was unclear how much time had passed when Mirage suddenly raised her head.
Ethan looked up to see a face that had gathered all its emotions.
Mirage slowly stood up and walked slowly to Ethan Smith.
