The wind within the gales is at its most ferocious the exact moment the Dragon Mist sets out and returns. Even for Cultivator in the Soul Formation stage, there remains a distinct risk of being torn to shreds.
When the chaotic spiritual currents gradually settled, the two leapt into the hurricane and slowly walked out.
The valley floor, tinged with a purplish mist, was somewhat dim, the ground damp, with tiny points of blue luminescence dotting the cliffs on either side.
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