Four hundred thousand years... five hundred thousand years... six hundred thousand years...
Three months later, the Soul Ring beside Mo Hui had reached the nine-hundred-thousand-year level. Yet Mo Hui did not stop, continuing to frantically absorb the surrounding energy.
"!!!"
Mo Hui's actions naturally caught the Windless Azure Spirit Bird's attention. It looked at the enormous azure vortex beside Mo Hui, then at the increasingly thin pale azure mist around them, its eyes filled with helplessness.
Why had he still not stopped after so long? The wind-element energy within Wind God Space was nearly being drained dry by Mo Hui.
Time flew by, and another half month passed in the blink of an eye. The Soul Ring before Mo Hui changed once more. A thread of azure suddenly appeared within the orange-red Soul Ring.
That thread of azure then began to spread rapidly. Before long, the originally orange-red Soul Ring had almost entirely turned azure.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Hui opened his eyes. The Soul Ring before him had already become completely azure.
"Huh~ It's actually azure. I remember Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's million-year Soul Ring in Douluo Dalu 2 seemed to have been platinum-white, right?"
After opening his eyes, Mo Hui looked at the Soul Ring before him and spoke in surprise.
But it made sense when he thought about it. In Douluo Dalu 1, after Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings came God-tier Soul Rings, whose colors varied and had no fixed standard.
Mo Hui's Soul Ring had condensed from absorbed wind-element energy, so its turning azure—the color representing wind-element energy—was perfectly reasonable.
Having realized this, Mo Hui stopped paying attention to the Soul Ring and calmed himself to sense the changes in his body after breaking through to Titled Douluo.
Yet the moment he sensed them, Mo