Looking at Su Muyao's serious expression, Di Fu Yuan sighed softly and said, "Silly girl, although I have died, I am not truly gone; I have an undying body."
"It's just that my divine soul is out of the body, and my divine soul is scattered everywhere, not yet gathered."
He is the Black Dragon King, born extraordinary, possessing an undying body.
"I am not sure where my body is sleeping, probably in a place no one would expect."
"Only this way can my body be preserved."
Otherwise, his body would have long ceased to exist.
Every part of the dragon's body is a treasure.
If the beastmen knew, they would certainly scramble for it.
"I also have no memory about my body."
He indeed didn't know, and even if he did, he didn't intend to tell the little girl, nor did he want her to take risks.
