"See that? That's Wind Thunder Gorge over there."
As Nalan Yanran spoke, she led Xiao Qian toward their destination aboard a Flying Magical Beast unique to the Misty Cloud Sect.
The Flying Magical Beast spread its enormous wings and beat them powerfully, flying at an astonishing speed.
Even so, it took the time it took an incense stick to burn before they finally arrived.
The two slowly landed at the edge of a cliff that towered into the clouds.
Clouds and mist swirled around them. The white vapor drifted leisurely about their bodies like soft gauze curtains, shrouding the place in an elusive, dreamlike air of mystery.
"Rumble! Crack!"
Just then, deafening sounds rose from beneath the cliff, like thousands of soldiers and horses thundering past, or countless thunderclaps exploding at once, leaving anyone who heard them shaken.
Below the cliff, fierce winds howled and clouds churned. Blinding bolts of lightning darted through the roiling clouds like silver snakes, tearing open the darkness from time to time, followed by thunder that made their eardrums ache.
Faintly, countless cries of pain could also be heard rising from below, so agonized that it sounded as though those people were being subjected to brutal torture.
"Those are disciples cultivating."
Seeing the strange look on Xiao Qian's face, Nalan Yanran hastily explained, "The wind element holds absolute dominance inside Wind Thunder Gorge. If your control over wind-attribute Dou Qi isn't refined enough, you simply can't dodge those razor-sharp wind blades or those astonishingly powerful thunderbolts. Naturally, getting hit makes people scream in pain."
"Of course, although this cultivation method looks dangerous, it also tempers the body. It's quite helpful for improving your physique," she quickly added.
After hearing her explanation, Xiao Qian suddenly asked thoughtfully, "Has anyone ever relied on a powerful physique to