The waves were howling.
The water spun wildly, like an indestructible copper wall and iron barrier.
Wu Xia dived in headfirst, his entire body whirled around by the immense force.
Human strength seemed trivial in the face of nature's power.
However, once Wu Xia broke through the outer waves and entered the eye of the storm, he found it to be sunny and calm inside.
Still, the debris floating all around made this serene scene utterly disgusting.
This also fueled the rage in Wu Xia's heart.
Wu Xia didn't act hastily. Since he had comprehended soul cultivation, he used his soul to probe any situation he encountered.
This not only honed his soul's abilities but also allowed him to see through the essence of things, to understand what was hidden behind them.
Wu Xia closed his eyes, and his soul ventured deep into the typhoon.
He quickly grasped the logic within.
The typhoon was formed by inertia; as it moved with the wind, its inertia grew, and the resulting waves grew larger.
