With finishing his fight, Mo Xie returned to his normal form. Soon as he did, he immediately pulled out a sword out of his ring, infusing it with sword energy, he started to slice at the wings.
A small couldn't help but appear on his face a snort escaped from it.
"Master, please... at least let me go, then, we can start talking, you know..."
The man is imprisoned in a cage made of bones, with his current power, he couldn't do anything but wait for his death, well, until Mo Xie arrived, he didn't want to pass this chance: "I definitely wouldn't be a dead weight for you, I can manage my own, teaching me will definitely be a good thing for you... after all... I don't know if I should tell you this... but maybe, once you take me in as your disciple, maybe, then, I can show what it is."
