บท 123: Pursue

Fang Xingjian was condensing an Effulgence Weapon, chasing for an even higher breakthrough.

As he did so, a lady, dressed in purple, with purple hair, was running at high speed on the snowy plains in the far north.

With each step she took, it was as if she was strolling on the clouds, not leaving a single trace as she gracefully and easily moving forward for over thirty meters.

Just like that, her feet connected into a line as she brought out a long air current, advancing at a condition where she was at ten times supersonic speed. Wherever she passed by, waves of air currents were sent out, either pushing away countless snow and water or blowing them up into the sky. Her steps had even created fire sparks, leaving a track of traces similar to meteorites. It evaporated a large amount of snow and water and created a whole stretch of fog.