Chapter 179: The Old Overlord, Wind Temple
"Pidgeot, did you find anything?"
Looking at Pidgeot flying toward him, Mo Hui asked.
"Bi Diao~"
Pidgeot nodded, then gestured for Mo Hui to follow him to the base of a towering tree.
Mo Hui looked at the enormous tree before him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This tree was completely different from the surrounding ones. While most trees around contained primarily wood-attribute energy, with minor traces of water-attribute energy—and almost negligible wind-attribute—this strange tree in front of him radiated strong wind-attribute energy, so much so that it even overshadowed its own wood-attribute essence.
If one had to describe it, it resembled wind-shaped grass, but far from being as pure, and it certainly hadn't reached the level of a natural treasure.
Then Mo Hui said to Pidgeot, "This tree is definitely unusual. There's nothing wind-related nearby, yet this tree is overflowing with wind-attribute energy. There must be something underneath."
"Beep~"
Pidgeot nodded in agreement. A strong green flame surged from his body, and with a powerful dive, he slammed down.
Boom!
There was no need to comment on Pidgeot's current strength. Using Divine Bird, Pidgeot smashed a deep pit into the ground. Mo Hui looked down and saw that even the soil layers had been crystallized by the green flames. Influenced by the wind-attribute energy, the crystals had taken on a faint green hue.
"There's such a large space below?"
Mo Hui was surprised to see light at the end of the passageway. He had originally expected that there might be some wind-attribute treasure buried here, but he didn't anticipate that the area beneath the ruins would contain an entire space.
"Beep, beep~"
Pidgeot, after opening the path, flapped his wings to signal Mo Hui to follow.
Without hesitation, Mo Hui jumped down through the hole.
Moments later, he reached the underground space where Pidgeot awaited him.
"This is…"
The moment he landed, Mo Hui was stunned by what he saw. The place resembled a corridor, with murals from ancient times covering the walls on both sides.
While other spirit masters might have been left confused or disappointed by the murals, Mo Hui had studied this type of content and could roughly decipher them.
They told the story of a man who, long ago, received the blessing of the God of Wind, and rose to become a powerful figure known throughout the continent. In gratitude, he established a temple in the deity's honor—the Wind God Temple.
More importantly, the God of Wind had actually responded to the worship. Countless blessings were granted, and the Wind God Temple rose to power. According to the murals, it was only slightly weaker than the Spirit Hall, and even stronger than the current Sea God Island.
Now, Sea God Island had only seven Titled Douluo besides its High Priest. Among them, only the top-ranked Sea Dragon Douluo had reached level 95, qualifying as a Super Douluo, while the rest were standard Titled Douluo.
But in its prime, the Wind God Temple had nine Titled Douluo of ordinary rank, four Super Douluo above level 95, and a Limit Douluo at level 99 serving as its temple master.
At that time—when Spirit Hall, Sea God Island, and the modern sects had not yet risen—the Wind God Temple was a singular ruling power. Every other force could only exist in its shadow.
But because it was too powerful, during a time when the Wind God had gone into seclusion and the temple had entered a leadership transition, several of the continent's major factions joined forces to destroy it.
They feared its resurgence—and domination.
After its destruction, no one power could control the continent. Chaos spread. Factions rose and fell. Countless lives were lost. Only when the Angel God swept through the world and founded the current Spirit Hall did stability slowly return to Douluo Continent.
At the same time, Mo Hui noticed the dense concentration of wind-attribute energy in this secret corridor. Though there was no breeze, the elemental wind aura rivaled even the Hurricane Canyon.
Glancing up, Mo Hui saw the tree roots that had pierced through the blue bricks above. He suddenly understood.
"So that's it. No wonder that tree had such strong wind-attribute energy—it's coming from here."
Apparently, the giant tree had accidentally sent its roots into this passage, and over time, absorbed the wind-attribute energy, gradually developing its unique properties.
"Interesting. If that tree survives a few more years, it might really evolve into a wind-attribute natural treasure."
Mo Hui stroked his chin, clearly intrigued.
The birth of a natural treasure is incredibly difficult. It requires the right time, environment, and circumstances. But this tree had already achieved those prerequisites—it now just needed time.
"Beep Diao~"
At that moment, Pidgeot seemed to have discovered something new. After calling out, it glided slowly toward a side corridor.
Mo Hui followed without hesitation. Given their current strength, they could move about Douluo Continent almost unchallenged. Plus, with Pidgeot's ability to see through walls, its actions definitely had purpose.
For extra caution—and curiosity—Mo Hui activated vision sync with Pidgeot.
Instantly, he saw what Pidgeot had noticed: a dense field of green wind-attribute energy ahead. At its thickest point, it was on par with the wind mist found in the Datong Wind Barrier.
It was dense enough to blur vision—proof of how highly concentrated the wind-attribute energy was in that location.
Despite walking slowly, Mo Hui and Pidgeot moved at speeds unimaginable to regular soul masters, and they soon reached their destination.
When Mo Hui saw what lay ahead, his eyes gleamed.
"Datong Wind!"
That's right—what stood before them was a wall of condensed Datong Wind. Though thinner in mass, its quality and intensity were exactly the same as the exotic wind energy Mo Hui had passed through before.
"No wonder this was marked as a testing site. So it has Datong Wind too… This must be my true objective here."
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