Whether to practice or not, Mo Yu was troubled.
To be honest, Mo Yu really didn't want to give up on the so-called 'Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method.' After all, the technique that could evolve into the 'Tiangang Thunder Body' was too tempting to him.
However, despite its power, the vague theoretical success rate of the technique made Mo Yu feel daunted.
But Mo Yu knew the power of the Tiangang Thunder Body, so naturally, he didn't want to give up easily.
Although the master who created this technique was only a senior from a lower plane, Mo Yu knew that there were many talented individuals in lower planes. Despite not achieving greater heights due to their limitations, they were not necessarily inferior to geniuses from higher planes.
Xiao Yan and Lin Dong, for example, were both powerful individuals who had risen from lower planes.
Over billions of years, countless geniuses must have emerged from lower planes.
From Mo Yu's perspective, although the 'Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method' was unusual, it was not entirely abstract but had a degree of practicality. The person who created this technique must have been exceptionally talented.
With his fingers tightly crossed, Mo Yu's face showed uncertainty, his hesitation and distress clear.
One path offered stable promotion, while the other was an unknown, shrouded in darkness and fog, with an uncertain future but potentially greater rewards.
"Mosha, Han Shuang, you two old dogs, wait for me!" Mo Yu's hesitation disappeared, replaced by a hint of determination.
Although heavenly-level skills were impressive, they were only applicable in the lower plane. For Mo Yu, the real challenge lay beyond this world.
And according to Mo Yu's guess, the Tiangang Thunder Body was a top-notch combat body in the universe.
In this case, why not give it a try?
Moreover, Mo Yu was inclined towards the "Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method." He was accustomed to the feeling of the domineering physique from his previous life and wasn't ready to give it up now.
"If I fail, the worst that can happen is that I turn to Xiao Yan. After all, he's the son of the plane and shouldn't disappoint."
As the master of Xuan Lei, swallowing Xuan Lei was not as dangerous for Mo Yu as it was for Xiao Yan with the strange fire. If his physique failed to evolve successfully, the worst outcome would be wasting decades of time to rebuild.
By then, Xiao Yan should have become the renowned "Emperor Yan." It wouldn't be shameful for Mo Yu to join him then.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu made up his mind that the 'Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method' was his best and most exciting choice.
Having made his decision, Mo Yu no longer hesitated. He recalled the vast information of the 'Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method' in his mind and began to practice according to the method.
In the narrow cave, Mo Yu, with his eyes closed and fighting spirit transformed, was like a statue, motionless.
After breaking through to the Fighter level, everyone is qualified to practice martial arts. Once practiced, the attributeless milky white fighting spirit in the body transforms into the attribute fighting spirit of the martial arts.
The first transformation of fighting spirit doesn't take long, so just two hours later, Mo Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.
After practicing the fighting skills, Mo Yu appeared more energetic than before. His handsome face glowed with a warm, jade-like luster, and he looked vibrant.
Blinking his eyes, Mo Yu noticed that the cave seemed much brighter and smiled slightly. He knew this was an enhanced sensory reaction brought about by practicing martial arts.
Mo Yu extended his white palm, and the cyclone in his body, now pale white, quickly released a fighting spirit that settled at the acupuncture point on his palm.
Releasing Dou Qi typically requires a great Dou Master. Mo Yu did not possess such strength yet, so the Dou Qi in his body did not break through the acupoints. Instead, tiny white lights appeared on his palm. The light resembled a candle flame—dim but not overly bright.
"It seems that the basic value of this Extreme Spiritual Thunder Method is about the intermediate level of the Profound Stage," Mo Yu muttered, observing the color of the fighting spirit in his hand.
White is the color symbolizing Xuan-level intermediate thunder-attributed skills. Higher-level fighting skills are represented by darker colors.
Looking at the dim white light on his palm, Mo Yu felt some disappointment. "An intermediate Xuan-level technique is impressive for others, but to me, it seems quite ordinary."
For a Fighter, martial arts are akin to a second life.
When Xiao Yan first practiced the Burning Art, he was at a low-level Yellow Rank and consumed Recovery Pills as if they were meals, his stamina insufficient and eager for the Strange Fire.
Though Mo Yu's situation was somewhat better than Xiao Yan's, his intermediate Xuan-level martial arts could only be considered ordinary.
However, the greatest value of this technique lies in its ability to evolve the physique.
Once the Tiangang Thunder Body is successfully promoted, the thunder fighting spirit in the body, both in quality and quantity, as well as its performance in battle, would far surpass those of heavenly-grade techniques.
Having been the owner of the Tiangang Thunder Body in his previous life, Mo Yu was extremely confident about this.
"Now it depends on whether this technique can succeed," Mo Yu sighed and speculated.
As the sky outside darkened, raindrops began to pour down, drumming against the mountains and forests. The strong wind carried a whistling sound, rustling the forest. Occasionally, thunder rumbled, echoing through the mountains.
The dark sky was filled with flickering silver snakes, and the dazzling silver light illuminated the dark forest intermittently.
In the cave on the steep mountain, the young man sat cross-legged like a rock, unwavering. Despite the heavy rain and strong wind outside, the young man remained motionless, as if the world could change around him without affecting his resolve.
Suddenly, an inexplicable change occurred within the boy's body. A terrifying thunder and flame ignited around him, contrasting with the rumbling thunder outside the cave. This terrifying aura quickly disappeared and reentered his body, repeating the cycle.
The young man's aura slowly changed as a trace of silvery fighting spirit seeped in from the air and flowed into Mo Yu's body...
The dark night passed amidst thunder and lightning, and the forest was ravaged by the storm. As dawn approached, the first light of the day revealed the forest's battered state.
The sun rose from the eastern sky, its faint warm light bringing some vitality to the mountains and forests.
When morning came, the young man slowly opened his eyes.
Gone was the previous excitement; instead, his eyes were bloodshot.
After a moment, the young man regained his composure. With a thought, a wisp of fighting spirit flowed out from the cyclone.
The fighting spirit was no longer pure white but had turned into silver-white, with a terrifying aura of thunder.
Thunderous fighting spirit!