With that, she and Kenny Lin took off, soaring powerfully into the depths of Planet Neo-Shengis.
"In this lifetime, do I have any chance of becoming as strong as them?" Khalil asked enviously.
Rafael shot him a glance. "You're dreaming. You started training too late—if you can reach even one percent of their strength, your ancestors will be burning incense in gratitude."
Khalil nodded. "One percent still sounds pretty good."
Rafael snorted. "No ambition."
Khalil immediately stopped talking.
If you had ambition, you were mocked.
If you lacked ambition, you were scolded.
Meanwhile, Amalia and Kenny Lin didn't worry about expending their spiritual energy.
They could replenish it elsewhere.
In less than half an hour, they had traversed most of Planet Neo-Shengis and arrived at a colossal structure standing at the edge of a cliff.
The building was already in ruins.
Whether it had been built this way or deteriorated over time was unclear.
