A peerless beauty walked through the air, her lotus steps shifting slightly. Space shrank beneath her feet, and in a graceful flutter, she had already crossed a vast distance.
Mu Zi's figure suddenly appeared, blocking Kun Peng Zi's path. After staring at him steadily for a moment, she slowly spoke under Kun Peng Zi's astonished gaze.
"You can go."
Since her goal had already been achieved, there was no need to force Kun Peng Zi to stay. In any case, they had no real grudges between them, so she might as well let him return to the Kun Peng Race.
Who would have thought that Kun Peng Zi did not leave? Instead, he looked deeply at Mu Zi, his thoughts surging and hard to calm.
Originally, with Kun Peng Zi's proud nature, he absolutely would not have accepted becoming someone else's mount.
But after this incident, Kun Peng Zi had been utterly crushed in the field he was best at. His so-called pride was simply nothing before Mu Zi.
What shocked Kun Peng Zi even more was that not long ago, Mu Zi had still been unable to do this, yet in just these few days, she had comprehended the profundities of the Kun Peng Race's innate gift—and surpassed them!
Kun Peng Zi had never seen such a heaven-defying monster. Before this, such a person had not even existed in his imagination.
Right before his eyes, Mu Zi had forcibly created a martial art that he could not understand!
No, was that still a martial art? Perhaps it had already surpassed that category.
Kun Peng Zi faintly had a feeling that the height this person before him could reach in the future would probably exceed the imagination of the world!
He absolutely could not miss out on such a peerless