Chapter 162: Top Mimicry Training Field, Raging Waves and Desperate Situation!
"What on earth just happened?"
Looking at the calm sea surface, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King stared dazedly at the sky, a huge question mark practically hovering over his head.
However, being lazy by nature, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King didn't dwell on it too long. Since he couldn't understand it, he simply let it go.
After being confused for a short while, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King sank back to the bottom of the sea, opened his mouth wide again, and resumed waiting for prey to fall into his trap.
On the other side, Mo Hui was flying at near 30 times the speed of sound atop Pidgeot, and soon arrived above Poseidon Island.
"Who dares to violate Poseidon Island!"
Pidgeot's bold approach and undisguised aura naturally alarmed the experts of Poseidon Island. Several figures from different parts of the island rose into the air, flying rapidly toward Mo Hui like streams of light.
But midway through their flight, they suddenly paused and slowed down drastically.
That was because Poseidon's voice echoed directly in their minds:
> "Don't be alarmed. It's Lord Mo Hui who has returned."
"Lord Mo Hui? The successor of Lord Poseidon?"
Upon hearing this, Sea Girl Douluo looked curiously at the figure above Poseidon Island.
As one of the Holy Pillar Douluo of the island, Sea Girl Douluo had long heard of Mo Hui, Poseidon's chosen heir.
In fact, all the other Holy Pillar Douluo were equally curious. What kind of genius could gain Poseidon's personal favor and even receive the legendary Nine Trials of Poseidon?
You must know—even the strongest among them, Sea Dragon Douluo, had only been granted the Black Level Six Trials, which were far inferior.
Even the current High Priest of Poseidon Island—Poseidon Douluo himself, a level-99 powerhouse—had only received the Top Eight Trials.
Yet that same Poseidon Douluo had defeated two Ultimate Douluo from the mainland, proving the superiority of Sea Spirit Masters.
It was truly unimaginable to them—what kind of person could surpass even Lord Poseidon?
Mo Hui paid no attention to them. He rode Mega Pidgeot directly to the central island of Poseidon Island.
"You've finally returned."
As Mo Hui landed, Poseidon, dressed in red robes and holding a scepter, stepped out of the Poseidon Temple with a smile and approached him slowly.
Each of Poseidon's steps carried a noble aura, honed from years of being in a position of authority. Compared to him, even Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, lacked this kind of presence.
Meanwhile, the light on Mega Pidgeot began to fade, and as the spirit rings around Mo Hui dimmed, Pidgeot reverted to its original form.
Soon, Poseidon stood before Mo Hui. Sensing his aura, Poseidon's eyes lit up. "You've broken through to Soul Saint?"
Mo Hui nodded. "I encountered some opportunities. I'm at level 75 now."
Hearing this, Poseidon couldn't help but sigh in amazement. Truly worthy of being chosen by two gods—his growth rate was like a rocket.
Two months ago, when Mo Hui had left Poseidon Island, he was only level 68. Now, just two months later, he had reached level 75.
A leap of seven levels in two months—Poseidon had never even heard of such a thing.
After marveling for a moment, Poseidon said, "Lord Mo Hui, follow me. Time is short. You must begin the third trial immediately, or it'll be too late."
"I understand," Mo Hui replied with a nod.
Poseidon led the way, and before long, the two arrived at a towering valley.
The sound of waves crashing against boulders echoed like thunder, roaring in Mo Hui's ears.
"This place is called Wrath of Despair, one of the natural wonders of Poseidon Island. Due to the extremely harsh environment, even sea spirit beasts like the Demon Soul Great White Shark won't come near."
As she spoke, Bo Saixi raised her hands slowly. A sea-blue light flowed from her body, and nine spirit rings—eight black and one red—appeared around her.
As the blue light spread into the valley, the raging waves abruptly calmed. Then, a thick gray pillar slowly rose from the sea.
"Lord Mo Hui, this is the venue for Poseidon's third trial. During the one-year trial period, you must remain on that pillar for an average of twelve hours per day to pass."
Bo Saixi paused and continued, "But since you've already lost two months, you must now stay on the pillar at least fourteen hours a day."
She couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Mo Hui truly had it hard—not only enduring trials from two deities, but both tests were running simultaneously.
Bo Saixi didn't know where Mo Hui had been for the past two months, or what the Wind God had tested him on, but she knew that passing any god's trial was not easy.
Poseidon's trials alone usually lasted a full year—similar to the Wind God's timeline. The fact that Mo Hui completed his trial in two months was already unbelievably fast.
"Fourteen hours a day? Got it," Mo Hui replied.
He turned into a flash of green light and flew to the top of the massive gray pillar.
As he landed, silver light suddenly flared from the pillar, and five silver rings flew out, locking Mo Hui securely in place.
Seeing that he was ready, Poseidon withdrew the sea-blue light, removing the suppression on the Wrath of Despair.
Without the suppression, the seawater began to churn violently. Moments later, the first giant wave slammed into Mo Hui.
This test didn't restrict the use of soul skills, so Mo Hui could use whatever he wanted to resist the impact. But he chose not to.
After being struck a few times by the raging waves, Mo Hui felt that something about this so-called Wrath of Despair seemed… familiar.
Finally, after another wave hit him squarely, a sudden flash of insight hit him like lightning.
He recognized this feeling.
Wasn't this situation extremely similar to when he was training in Hurricane Canyon?
Back then, he didn't even have the Wind-Fixing Orb. Without that artifact, the powerful winds of Hurricane Canyon were no different from the giant waves crashing down on him now.
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