บท 142: Divine Race

Fang Yu snuggled on Mo Li's arms, she breathed into his scent and smiled. "How was your trip?"

"Good. The Dragon… well it died. It was too weak."

"Even the Sect Master would find it hard to kill a dragon." She stated.

"I didn't kill it. I swear." He chuckled and changed the topic. "If you want to go to the Ghost Dimension, I will come with you."

"You know where it was?"

"Of course, I do." He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He had lived a long worthless life. Long enough to know almost everything about other races.

"Then, that is good." Fang Yu smiled. "Have you been there before?"

"I can't travel in-between dimension because I don't have the power of space. If I do, I have to use all of my energy just to withstand the pressure. That means… I have to stay in that dimension for a very long time to give myself time to recover."