Chapter 619 Calming the Eye of the Storm (Part 2)
The scene that followed was both breathtaking and a feast for the eyes.
This move was Xuan Mo's trump card.
Under Xuan Mo's control, the storm paused for a moment.
Although it was only for a brief instant, the vortex-like storm was no longer a storm. It was clearly a series of stone streams swirling in the air, crisscrossing yet orderly. It was as if dragons were weaving through the storm that had risen again.
Then, "rumble..." the stone streams swirled up, actually following the flow and direction of the wind, moving from the surroundings towards the eye of the storm, slowly accumulating and solidifying, gradually forming a hill pressing down on it.
At this moment, the five Dragon Kings, along with Mu Lin, arrived at the exit of the canyon, watching this amazing scene.
The Earth Dragon King nodded repeatedly in admiration: "Not bad, not bad. The use of earth element is so skillful, as if the earth is deeply imprinted in one's bones. But for the test..."
But at the end, the Earth Dragon King changed his tone.
Moreover, his gaze fell upon the Wind Dragon King.
"He has indeed learned to borrow the power of the wind, but this method is useless for completely calming the eye of the storm."
This statement first acknowledged Xuan Mo's insights and gains regarding wind over the past year, then picked up on the unfinished sentence from the Earth Dragon King, and admitted the failure of Xuan Mo's method.
Half an hour later, a small hill rose at the canyon's exit, formed from hurricane-formed rock and hard rubble.
However, according to Xuan Mo's understanding of wind, this hill was not a simple accumulation. After being piled up, it was further compressed by the powerful rotational force of the raging whirlwind at the eye of the storm, leaving almost no gaps between the rubble, effectively forming a single, unified structure.
Xuanmo's energy and spirit were nearly depleted.
He had spent a full half-hour channeling his soul power into his eighth soul skill and concentrating on transforming the earth and rocks into a mountain.
Even with his current soul power, he was almost at his maximum limit. However, it wasn't without reward. He stood before the stone mountain, the wind had stopped, and the sand had settled.
Yet, Xuanmo's expression remained unchanged.
Because as long as the Wind Dragon King's voice hadn't sounded, it meant his method was ineffective, and the eye of the storm hadn't been calmed.
After a moment of silence, with Xuanmo's Title Douluo level cultivation, he could easily ascend into the air with a light step. Looking down at the eye of the storm, he saw that the wind and sand had ceased, and all was quiet.
The storm seemed to have subsided.
But Xuanmo knew that something unexpected might happen later.
As time passed...
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Three minutes passed.
Even after ten minutes... just as Xuan Mo thought the sandstorm and the eye of the storm had truly subsided, and perhaps the Wind Dragon King had made a mistake, his nerves began to relax, when the stone mountain used to suppress the eye of the storm suddenly exploded!
"Boom!"
In an instant, the heavens and earth seemed to shake.
The stone mountain, which had been almost seamless just moments before, shattered into countless rocks of varying sizes, flying in all directions.
If Tang San had seen it, he might have thought that five or six enormous versions of himself were launching hidden weapons from all directions with the technique of One Thousand and One Nights, back to back.
Of course, even though Xuan Mo had never witnessed Tang San's truly powerful technique, he was certain that the attack of the shattered rocks was far more lethal than any of Tang San's hidden weapons.
Instantly, dust rose and stones billowed.
At this moment, it was as if the sky was completely obscured.
And what made the situation worse was that the rocks that had shot straight up from the sky fell like a rain of stones, densely packed, and the hurricane that had subsided suddenly erupted again!
If Xuanmo didn't react in time, he would either be riddled with holes by thousands of pebbles, smashed into a pulp by falling rocks and boulders, or shredded by a hurricane of blades.
"Brother Mo!"
In desperation, Mu Lin's first instinct was to rush in.
But before he could take more than a few steps, he was blocked by an invisible wind barrier. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through. It was as if that invisible wind barrier was a barrier between two worlds, separating him from the canyon exit.
And this was the Wind Dragon King's doing.
At this moment, looking at the canyon filled with yellow sand, a rain of stones, and dust rising from the ground, the Wind Dragon King's reminder woke Mu Lin up.
"Do you know? If you rush in now, you'll be the one to die. And with your strength, you can't, and you're not capable of, interfering with Xiao Mo's test. Don't be impatient. If Xiao Mo were really in trouble, we would have already taken action."
As the Wind Dragon King had said, with his current strength, it was impossible for him to escape unscathed in this situation.
So he slowly retreated, and even with the Wind Dragon King's words, his heart remained heavy as he anxiously watched the tumultuous canyon exit.
After all, he had no idea what was happening.
A full ten minutes passed before the rain of stones finally stopped. The wind continued to blow, and the scene returned to its previous state.
The swirling wind swept away sand and dust, and the bulging sand dunes slowly crumbled, gradually revealing a figure near the eye of the storm.
At this moment, Xuan Mo was completely unharmed.
Not only was he alright, but he was also standing quietly with his eyes closed in the midst of the hurricane. His state was so serene, like a stone tablet standing motionless amidst the eternal sands.
What was he thinking? Or was he comprehending something?
At this moment, Xuan Mo seemed to have completely forgotten the earth-shattering event, or perhaps he hadn't even cared about it.
He was experiencing the sudden burst of power after the eye of the storm was blocked, and he was also once again comprehending the essence of the wind.
To quell the sandstorm here is beyond human power. What is wind? At first, he thought wind was formless, like the realm of consciousness.
But after what just happened, he now believes wind also has form, just as the realm of consciousness manifests in action.
But whether formless or formless, the result is the same.
Therefore, if one allows the state of mind to merge into the wind, can the eye of the storm die within that state of mind? What is the essence of wind?
At this moment, the hurricane fell silent.
An hour later.
"What's the situation now?"
Just as Mu Lin was anxious, the Wind Dragon King suddenly showed a relieved smile.
"He succeeded."
At the exit of the canyon, the raging storm had ceased at some point.
From the billowing smoke, a figure emerged.
Mu Lin looked closely and saw that it was indeed Xuan Mo.
However, his current condition was far from good; his clothes were tattered, and blood was flowing freely, making him unrecognizable as a human being—even a beggar looked better than him.
(End of Chapter)