Ye Lanxi looked at Zhao Fu with her pale eyes and said somewhat shyly, "My lord! I want to go with you too. Is that alright?"
Yueshen Ya frowned as she looked at Ye Lanxi.
She was somewhat displeased. Having a woman constantly clinging to Zhao Fu's side made her feel that her position was greatly threatened. With a trace of jealousy, she said, "Then I'll go with you too!"
Zhao Fu said with a light laugh, "There's no need. I'm only going to capture someone and come back, not handle other matters."
"Oh!" Ye Lanxi looked somewhat disappointed.
Seeing her like this, Yueshen Ya felt a little guilty and could not help saying, "Let's go! He'll be back soon."
"Mhm!" Ye Lanxi revealed a faint smile and replied.
Afterward, Zhao Fu mounted the White Mist Dragon God and flew toward the horizon. The White Mist Dragon God was incredibly fast; the scenery around them flashed past in a blur, while a fierce wind whipped Zhao Fu's cloak.
On the dragon's back, Zhao Fu began asking about Goddess Land.
He learned that Goddess Land was located in a very hidden place and normally did not interact with the outside world. Its faction was not particularly large either, possessing only three deities and several million citizens.
A day later, Zhao Fu rode the White Mist Dragon God and descended upon Goddess Land with an immense aura. As this faction was weak, Zhao Fu had no reservations whatsoever.
White mist coiled around the White Mist Dragon God, and the immense pressure emanating from its body enveloped the entire faction, like an invisible giant hand pressing down upon everyone. Their bodies felt heavy, and even breathing became somewhat difficult as the atmosphere turned oppressive.
Some people came out of their homes and looked