Chapter 280: Endless Darkness, the Final Test Before Godhood.
"Is my sixth spirit ring almost reaching 100,000 years? Given the current situation, it won't be difficult for all my spirit rings to reach the 100,000-year mark by the time I become a God."
Mo Hui thought to himself after observing the changes in his sixth spirit ring.
However, Mo Hui didn't particularly care. With his current strength, the improvement in this one spirit ring wouldn't have much impact. Unless it reached the million-year mark, it was impossible to possess power above the divine level.
Furthermore, after becoming a God, a God should be able to alter the level of their own spirit rings through various methods. This made Mo Hui even less concerned about these spirit rings that couldn't break through their limits.
After all, a God could freely grant divine spirit rings capable of condensing into 100,000-year spirit rings and could arbitrarily increase the age of a test-taker's spirit rings. Why couldn't he also alter the age of his own spirit rings?
At this moment, Qing Ling approached Mo Hui and said, "Come with me!"
With that, Qing Ling led Mo Hui towards the center of the Wind God Space.
Soon, the two arrived before the Wind Temple. Qing Ling extended her hand and channeled cyan energy into the majestic gate, instantly illuminating it with a dazzling cyan light.
"This is the passage to the ninth test. If you are determined, then enter! While the final test is not easy, with your talent, I believe you can pass it."
After the gate opened, Qing Ling turned to Mo Hui and said.
Generally, the final test of a god requires a vast amount of energy to unlock, and some even require the sacrifice of the deity's servants.
However, Qing Ling, a powerful god herself, naturally required no sacrifice. She only needed a small amount of energy to easily unlock the ninth test.
"Then I will accept your kind words."
Mo Hui smiled and nodded to Qing Ling. Then, with a solemn expression, he stepped into the gate that resembled a cyan vortex.
After Mo Hui entered, the Wind Temple's gates immediately closed. Qing Ling, looking at the now-closed gate, said with some worry, "I hope he can pass this final test. Otherwise, I don't know how long I'll have to stay here."
Although staying here mostly consisted of sleeping, it still felt a bit boring if the time was too long.
After a moment, Qing Ling chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "I'm really worrying too much. That little guy is so talented that even I'm no match for him. How could he fail the final test?
Unless the Wind God doesn't want such a talented heir and has made this final test extremely difficult, it's almost certain that he will inherit the Wind God's throne."
Elsewhere, after entering the Wind Temple's gates, Mo Hui fell into an unknown space.
Within this space, everything was dark, silent, and void.
Upon seeing this, Mo Hui immediately attempted to summon Pidgeot and use his all-seeing eyes to survey his surroundings. However, he was shocked to discover that not only Pidgeot, but also his Gyarados spirit and his entire soul power had vanished, as if they had never appeared.
"Has the test begun?" Mo Hui couldn't help but murmur.
He understood that the Wind God's ninth test had begun, but what exactly was it? He didn't know!
All he knew was that within this dark space, any sound he made would swiftly vanish.
Mo Hui wasn't one to sit still and wait for death, and judging by the Wind God's past character, he certainly wouldn't let him pass so easily.
So, Mo Hui began to explore his surroundings, hoping for clues to the divine test, but to no avail.
This dark space was like an endless void, boundless and endless. No matter how hard Mo Hui explored, he could find no end.
One year... three years... five years... ten years...
In this world where nothing could be seen, where not even the slightest sound was silent, even someone as docile as Mo Hui could not help but grow restless.
Here, Mo Hui had no goal, no way to cultivate, and even the natural pleasures of eating were denied him.
Mo Hui didn't know what to do. He hadn't forgotten that he was taking the Wind God's Divine Test, but how could he possibly pass it?
He had walked in one direction for three years, but darkness remained before him.
He had once harnessed his knowledge to create countless soul skills capable of transforming the Douluo Continent, but in this place devoid of energy, he couldn't cultivate.
He had tried to comprehend this endless darkness, but no matter how much he understood, he never heard the Wind God's voice of approval.
After trying everything, facing constant failure and a hopeless future, Mo Hui had become dejected and hysterical, but ultimately, he came to terms with it.
Since nothing here meant anything, he decided to create one for himself.
Drawing on his previous experience, Mo Hui began to explore this world.
He still remembered taking the Wind God's Divine Test, but the thought of completing it had faded.
Time flew by. It was unknown how long it had been, perhaps a century, perhaps even longer, before Mo Hui finally spotted a glimmer of cyan light amidst the darkness.
He immediately stepped forward, soon arriving before the cyan light.
"This... is..."
Mo Hui gazed at the cyan-glowing rune before him, and a forgotten memory resurfaced.
This seemed to be the Wind God's Mark atop Pidgeot's head.
Suddenly, a flood of thoughts crossed his mind: perhaps this was the key to victory!
He reached out and grasped the Wind God's Mark.
As his hand touched it, the dazzling light quickly faded, transforming into a streak of cyan light that condensed on his forehead.
Suddenly, a wind field resembling the Delta Air Flow suddenly appeared around him.
The surrounding darkness, upon encountering this cyan wind field, was instantly assimilated, transforming into cyan wind energy.
"It's the Datong Wind!"
While it differed slightly from the Datong Wind of the outside world, Mo Hui's research on the Datong Wind was well-deserved. He immediately recognized the cyan wind field surrounding him as the Datong Wind.
As the wind field continued to expand, the original darkness was also rapidly assimilated. Before long, the surroundings changed from the original darkness to the light blue color of the Wind God's space.
"Could this be the original Datong Wind?"
Mo Hui pondered as he looked at the changing environment around him.
In fact, Mo Hui had another hypothesis, that is, the dark environment just now might be the scene of the birth of the Wind God.
He vaguely remembered that the Wind God seemed to be a creature born from heaven and earth like Qing Ling.
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