Every so often, a violent storm swept through. Even a Divine Void Realm cultivator who failed to dodge in time could be caught up in it and lose their life; injuries were all too common. Under such conditions, ordinary Divine Void Realm cultivators would never venture here rashly. Even the two fire corpses spent this period active outside, contacting him through sound-transmission talismans whenever something came up. Their cultivation was not enough to let them face the storms here with ease.
However, for cultivators with truly formidable strength, Gale Gorge was an excellent place to temper and refine their magic power. For Lu Xiaotian in particular, it was a blessed sanctuary.
Clang, clang! Razor-sharp gales battered Lu Xiaotian in wave after wave, striking him like a solid pillar of bronze and iron and ringing out with the clash of metal and stone. He did not summon his Blood Astral Battle Armor, allowing the sharp wind blades to slash against his body.
At the same time, wisps of purple thread were drawn out of the Green Fruit Barrier, transforming into halos of violet light. They carried a peculiar force that made Lu Xiaotian's muscles, and even his bones, vibrate at an unusual frequency. As the violet halos merged completely into his body, he felt his body—and even his Primordial Spirit—grow lighter. It seemed like a sublimation of life itself.
Suddenly, the rate at which his body absorbed the purple threads increased again, filling Lu Xiaotian with surprise. Ever since he had accidentally obtained these threads in the Magnetic Essence Water Palace, he had absorbed and refined some of them every day. He had long since learned that as his strength improved, the amount he could absorb increased too, but only gradually. It would not normally surge so abruptly. This sudden increase,