50 Disperse Your Cultivation

In the Sage Mystic Realm, a mountain of dark clouds covered the place. Light rain drizzled down from the sky.

Compared to the rainy days outside, the second floor of the trial tower was completely sealed off. The disciples of the Xuan Sword Sect gasped for breath one after another. However, they did not exercise intensely. They only stood at the entrance of the second floor, but it was as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their shoulders.

Xuan Yi could feel Bai Weiwei's aura here. In other words, Bai Weiwei was also here. Xuan Yi felt much more relaxed here.

He took a step forward and suddenly, gravity struck him. However, he quickly adapted to it.

The disciples looked at Elder Xuan's face and they knew that they themselves definitely would not be able to walk far.

Another disciple stepped in, and his legs started to weaken before walking two steps.