"This is still..."
Before Xia Liu could finish speaking, his hand was pulled away by Yu Linghe.
With a somewhat bewildered look, Xia Liu was dragged to a gigantic natural waterfall.
The sight of the waterfall plunging straight down was an eye-opener.
Xia Liu couldn't help but exclaim in awe at the magnificence of such natural scenery in the world.
Below the waterfall, many young cultivators were facing the torrents of water.
Some were standing in a horse stance, others with their hands open wide.
There were various postures.
They all used spiritual energy to shield themselves, resisting the power of the cascading waterfall.
"What are they doing?"
Xia Liu pretended to ask ignorantly.
"They are working hard to cultivate,"
thinking Xia Liu didn't understand the principle, Yu Linghe explained, "Using their own spiritual energy to counter the force of nature, this is the most stable way to improve."
"I see, no wonder their spiritual energy is even denser than mine!"
