Above the continuous mountain range, under the cover of the dense night, a shadow was flying swiftly through the rolling clouds.
Below, some brightly lit cities and occasionally illuminated small towns and villages, or mountain peaks that seemed as dark as monsters, were faintly visible.
Tang Qi transformed into a mist, clinging to the back of the Night Beast.
It wasn't that Tang Qi wouldn't want to experience the feeling of riding the prestigious "Shadow Beast" flying across the sky, but that experience wasn't pleasant. Clearly this mysterious and proud Extraordinary Creature wasn't suited to be a mount right now; it looked like a flying horse, but was too bony and combined with the furious speed, it felt much like sitting on a stone while flying.
A little fattening up would be just right.
Tang Qi thought silently to himself.
The Night Beast, unaware that its master was contemplating fattening it up, was indulging in its own speed.
