Yang Xiao stood up and walked about five meters towards the center of the storm, then sat down again, operating the Wind Eagle Divine Skill.
Tuomu Lion was stunned when he saw this.
He could also step forward a few steps, but he couldn't stay and cultivate like Yang Xiao.
"What's up with this kid?"
All the cultivators in the Wind Blade Purgatory cave watched Yang Xiao nervously, while Yang Xiao had already been swept up by the extremely fierce wind blades, as though thousands of knives were slicing across his skin, leaving him covered in wounds.
However, the Wind Eagle Divine Beast within Yang Xiao constantly emitted a strong warm current, continuously repairing every wound caused by the wind blades.
The violent wind elemental evolution energy surged into his body, continuously flowing into Yang Xiao's Energy Sea.
Yang Xiao's mind was clear and focused, concentrating solely on cultivation, like a god amidst the storm.
Someone recognized Yang Xiao.
