"The spirit ring is out; it seems the Deep Sea Demon Whale King is truly dead."
Mo Hui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's purple-gold spirit ring.
Lugia was his last trump card. If even Lugia's ultimate move, 'Vortex Attack,' couldn't defeat the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, then he would have no choice but to inherit the God Position of the Wind God first before coming back to fight this Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
Fortunately, it wasn't that troublesome. Although the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's accumulation was profound, he was ultimately just an ordinary Beast God, and he hadn't faced the lightning tribulation to complete his thorough transformation. Even with the blessing of divine skills, he still had some gap compared to other true Gods.
Subsequently, Mo Hui carried the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's corpse and flew to a nearby small island, where he deactivated his Self-Spirit Fusion Skill.
After deactivating his Self-Spirit Fusion Skill, Mo Hui immediately felt extreme fatigue in both his body and mental force. Clearly, for the current Mo Hui, this Self-Spirit Fusion Skill was not something he could use so easily.
Landing on the ground, Mo Hui looked at the purple-gold spirit ring in front of him, stroked his chin, and pondered for a moment, thinking, "Absorbing a million-year spirit ring cannot be taken lightly. And according to the original work, there might be the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's will hidden within this spirit ring or Spirit Bone. I must adjust my body to its optimal state!"
Thinking this, Mo Hui released Pidgeot, then immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to circulate his meditation method, seeking to adjust his state to the best possible condition.
spirit rings produced by million-year Spirit Beasts can exist for a considerable amount of time, so Mo Hui had ample time to adjust his state.
As for Mo Hui's safety, although Pidgeot was not in its optimal state at the moment, even so, there were not many people in this World who could be Pidgeot's opponent.
With Pidgeot's protection, Mo Hui's safety was beyond doubt, after all, there wasn't a second million-year Spirit Beast in this World!
What? You mean that one million-year Ice Silkworm?
Setting aside whether he even exists in this World, even if he does, with his million-year strength, he's only equivalent to an ordinary hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast. What kind of impact could he have on the current Pidgeot?
No, he could be an extra meal. After all, Pidgeot loves to eat this kind of nutritious big bug the most.
Approximately two hours later, Mo Hui finally adjusted himself to his optimal state.
"Huh? My spirit power level actually increased?"
At this moment, Mo Hui was surprised to find that after the intense battle just now, his level had actually risen from ninety-six to ninety-seven.
This was completely beyond Mo Hui's expectation. He clearly remembered that he still had a considerable distance to go before reaching ninety-seven, yet he didn't expect this single battle to allow him to directly cross that accumulation of spirit power.
Subsequently, Mo Hui carefully used his mental force to investigate the changes in his body.
A moment later, Mo Hui opened his eyes and realized, "So that's how it is. It seems that after becoming a Titled Douluo, one still needs to find powerful opponents to fight. Only by experiencing life-and-death battles can one's level advance rapidly."
Although Mo Hui had visited the Spirit Hall's library and read the cultivation insights left by Titled Douluo within, almost everyone, upon reaching the Titled Douluo stage, seemed to know the 'what' but not the 'why.'
Some said that Titled Douluo needed to accumulate spirit power, but this method was too slow. Without the blessing of treasures, it would take hundreds of years of cultivation.
Some said it depended on enlightenment, gaining inner clarity by comprehending the World, which could also significantly shorten cultivation time. But this was also unstable. In the original work, Sword Douluo only broke through to ninety-seven after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan suffered great losses and he himself lost an arm.
Some said it relied on devouring, using certain methods to absorb others' spirit power for one's own use, but this method had significant side effects.
However, it now seemed that to quickly increase one's cultivation level, one still had to rely on battle. Life-and-death battles would greatly stimulate a Spirit Master's mental and physical state, thereby significantly reducing cultivation time.
However, this was also an extremely difficult path. Firstly, the number of Titled Douluo in this World was not large to begin with, making it extremely difficult to find someone with similar strength.
Even if one could find such a person, the other party might not engage in a life-and-death battle with you. If it was just a simple spar, it wouldn't achieve the purpose of training; at most, it would only increase some combat skills.
After understanding this, Mo Hui's gaze fell upon the purple-gold spirit ring produced by the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
If he wanted to increase his spirit power, absorbing spirit rings and Spirit Bones was naturally the best method, as this was recognized by the World's laws.
"I wonder if my spirit power can reach ninety-nine after absorbing this spirit ring from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King?"
Mo Hui licked his lips as he looked at the million-year spirit ring in front of him.
One must know that in the original work, Tang San only absorbed the spirit ring and Spirit Bone of the Deep Sea Demon Whale, which hadn't truly reached a million years, and he broke through to ninety-nine.
And the spirit ring in front of Mo Hui now was a true million-year spirit ring. Compared to that nine hundred ninety thousand-year spirit ring, he didn't know how much stronger it was.
Immediately, Mo Hui reached out, and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's purple-gold spirit ring flew to the top of Mo Hui's head, beginning to refine.
To Mo Hui's surprise, his refinement this time was exceptionally smooth, and he did not encounter any lingering consciousness of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, as if it had already been completely eradicated by him.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Hui finally finished refining the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's spirit ring. His level also rose from just entering ninety-seven to the peak of ninety-eight, only a step away from ninety-nine.
"Only reached the peak of ninety-eight? Although it's a bit less than the best-case scenario, it's close enough!"
Feeling the surge of spirit power within his body, Mo Hui said calmly.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King had many treasures; he still had the million-year Spirit Bone, whale glue, whale brain, and whale pearl to absorb. These things could completely raise him to ninety-nine.
And not just his spirit power level, his divine force and mental force would also be greatly enhanced. Only then would he truly reach his limit.
Immediately, Mo Hui reached out and grabbed, and the Spirit Bone within the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's body flew out of the corpse and into Mo Hui's hand.
"It's still a torso bone. That hasn't changed."
The type of Spirit Bone was within Mo Hui's expectations. Although Mo Hui still had many empty slots on his body, the more powerful the Spirit Beast, the more likely it was to produce rare Spirit Bone parts. Moreover, given the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's enormous size, it was perfectly normal for him to produce a torso Spirit Bone.
Without any hesitation, Mo Hui immediately began to refine the million-year torso bone in his hand, but after only a moment, beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Mo Hui's forehead.