Thinking of this, Mo Hui's eyes immediately lit up. If it were truly like this, it would be much easier.
Immediately, Mo Hui's body became ethereal, everything on him vanished, and he transformed into a gentle breeze, drifting towards the Da Tong Wind barrier.
However, Mo Hui was uncertain whether the Wind Avatar could resist the assimilation of the Da Tong Wind. Therefore, after Mo Hui transformed into wind, he only slowly drifted in the direction of the Da Tong Wind barrier.
Upon reaching the barrier formed by the Da Tong Wind, Mo Hui controlled a portion of wind-attribute energy and sent it flying towards the Da Tong Wind.
However, what happened next was beyond Mo Hui's expectation. After he came into contact with the barrier formed by the Da Tong Wind, he was not assimilated by it, nor did he pass directly through the Da Tong Wind as he had imagined.
Instead, it was as if he had hit a wall; the Da Tong Wind directly blocked the wind that Mo Hui had transformed into.
After trying a few more times and still being unable to pass through, Mo Hui withdrew from his Wind Avatar state.
Looking at the Da Tong Wind barrier blocking his way, Mo Hui sighed and said, "It seems the Wind Avatar and this Da Tong Wind might be abilities of the same level. Perhaps the Wind Avatar is slightly higher, but the difference shouldn't be too great. Otherwise, the Wind Avatar should have been able to pass through this Da Tong Wind."
Logically speaking, after the Wind Avatar transforms oneself into wind-attribute energy, the Da Tong Wind should absorb it more easily. But now, it did not absorb the wind energy Mo Hui had transformed into, which is sufficient to show that the Wind Avatar is at least an ability of the same level as the Da Tong Wind, or even a higher level.
Although knowing this could be considered good news for Mo Hui, it also put him in a dilemma.
If even the Wind Avatar couldn't pass through this Da Tong Wind, then how could Mo Hui pass through it?
"Sigh~ At this point, it seems I can only try that method."
After a moment of contemplation, Mo Hui gritted his teeth. Although this method had a certain chance of success, it was the most dangerous of all. If he hadn't been pushed to a dead end, Mo Hui would never have tried it.
Subsequently, Mo Hui extended a finger and slowly inserted it into the Da Tong Wind in front of him.
The Da Tong Wind was indeed worthy of its name. After Mo Hui's finger entered the Da Tong Wind, it was being assimilated at a speed almost visible to the naked eye. If Mo Hui didn't have a certain resistance, it would probably have been completely assimilated the moment it entered.
Seeing this, Mo Hui immediately retracted his finger. Only a tiny amount of flesh remained attached to Mo Hui's finger, as the flesh on it had almost been completely assimilated.
Intense pain emanated from his finger. Even someone like Mo Hui had a grim expression, and he was drenched in cold sweat.
"Come out, Pidgeot!"
Immediately, Mo Hui resummoned Pidgeot. Following this, seven spirit rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red—appeared around Mo Hui.
The next moment, among the seven spirit rings on Mo Hui, the sixth pitch-black spirit ring suddenly lit up. A faint white light appeared on Mo Hui's hand, and then Mo Hui's finger rapidly recovered at a visible speed.
This was precisely the effect of Mo Hui's sixth Spirit Ability, Feather Flurry. Although Mo Hui's Feather Flurry could not bring the dead back to life, nor could it heal instantaneously fatal injuries, this did not mean that Feather Flurry was not a powerful ultimate move.
Because, apart from these two types of injuries, Mo Hui's sixth Spirit Ability, Feather Flurry, could basically heal anything, even limb regeneration. As long as it wasn't too severe, Feather Flurry could achieve it.
Soon, under the healing of Feather Flurry, Mo Hui's finger returned to normal.
Mo Hui looked at his fully recovered finger and said with lingering fear, "Thankfully, I was quick, otherwise this finger might have been in danger."
Mo Hui extended his finger into the Da Tong Wind not to self-harm, but to test the assimilation rate of the Da Tong Wind on his current body.
Now it seemed that the bit of Da Tong Wind resistance was still useful, otherwise, just now, it wouldn't have just assimilated the muscle of Mo Hui's finger, but would have instantly assimilated his entire finger.
At this moment, Mo Hui looked at his finger and suddenly let out a light exclamation, saying, "My finger… seems… different?"
Mo Hui's finger, which had just been restored by Feather Flurry, now appeared incredibly fair and delicate, looking somewhat out of place compared to his surrounding fingers, which had become a bit rough from cultivation and flipping pages.
But what surprised Mo Hui the most was that he could clearly feel that this newly regenerated finger was significantly stronger than the original one.
Subsequently, Mo Hui did not hesitate and once again inserted the newly regenerated finger into the Da Tong Wind, wanting to test how much this new finger had changed.
It was still the familiar formula, still the familiar taste, but the only difference was that this time, the assimilation speed of the Da Tong Wind on Mo Hui's new finger had slowed down by nearly twofold.
When the finger was about to be assimilated to the bone, Mo Hui retracted it, and his sixth spirit ring lit up, a faint white light reappearing on Mo Hui's finger.
"So that's it. Is this the true solution?"
Looking at his continuously repairing finger, Mo Hui's face showed a thoughtful expression.
Having Da Tong Wind resistance, he now possessed the qualification to cultivate using the Da Tong Wind. If managed properly, he could not only brush up on corresponding resistance with the Da Tong Wind but also temper his body to a certain extent.
However, this method was still too risky; one careless mistake could lead to permanent injury, and even with Feather Flurry, Mo Hui might not be able to recover.
Moreover, this cultivation method was also an extreme torment for a Spirit Master, akin to constantly having someone cut off flesh from one's body with a knife, and then having it regenerate the next second. With others cutting with knives, those with weak willpower simply couldn't endure it.
But Mo Hui only hesitated for a moment, and his eyes gradually became firm. It was just a little pain; it meant nothing to him.
Then, without any hesitation, Mo Hui put his hand into the Da Tong Wind.
In the God Realm, inside the Sea God Hall, the Sea God looked at Mo Hui, who was constantly self-harming and then recovering, and looked at the Wind God with admiration, saying, "When it comes to knowing how to play, it still has to be you! How did you come up with this method? This is much harder than my Tidal Body Refinement!"
"Hmph! Don't you even know who I am?"
On the other side, the Wind God snorted coldly and spoke.
But at the same time, the Wind God was secretly astonished. This was not the method he had planned for passing, or at least not what he imagined to be the optimal solution.