Cultivating within Hurricane Canyon still carried risks.
To human Soul Masters, this place was a treasure trove. To soul beasts, it was likewise a treasure trove.
Wind-attribute soul beasts lurked on the cliff faces surrounding the canyon. Therefore, instructors secretly protected the students who came here to train.
After walking forward for some time, Han Yu soon spotted Feng Changlin and Feng Xiaotian.
"Xiaotian, hold on. This is your current limit. Every step forward is a breakthrough!"
Han Yu slowly came to a stop and watched from a distance.
With winds this powerful, merely standing steady was already extremely difficult. The moment one lifted a foot, their balance would instantly be broken. If they were unlucky, they would be blown away by the gale.
Feng Xiaotian had no idea how many attempts it took before he finally managed to take a step forward.
When he tried to take a second step, the fierce winds instantly swept him up.
"Xiaotian!" Before Feng Changlin could react, Feng Xiaotian had already been blown away.
At level 56, to have made it this far—he's already very impressive, Han Yu silently affirmed.
He then reached out and firmly caught Feng Xiaotian.
"Teacher!"
"Old Han!"
"Old Feng, even an ordinary Soul Saint couldn't withstand the pressure here. Xiaotian has already done very well to reach this point," Han Yu said with a smile.
Feng Changlin smiled. "Xiaotian had originally been training two hundred meters behind us. Since I happened to come today, he wanted to test himself and break through his limits. In one go, he managed to move forward more than ten meters."
"I've disappointed you, Teacher. I couldn't go any farther!" Feng Xiaotian said with his head lowered, somewhat ashamed.
If Han Yu had not used Soul Power to weaken the winds in this