it had been three weeks since he had seen the broken-winged angel dancing in the valley.
bai wushang had seen a similar scene three times.
every once in a while, apricot would sneak out of aurora town under the cover of the night and practice the dagger of light with perseverance.
however, she had failed every time. to use this basic light element skill that even a youngling could comprehend was as difficult as ascending to the heavens for her.
bai wushang had never encountered such a problem.
when extraordinary creatures comprehended skills, the only difference was between unfamiliarity and proficiency, as well as the difference between methods and techniques.
this was the first time he had heard or seen someone like the broken-winged angel, xing, who had turned over and over again to devour him.
