Su Mo closed his eyes tightly. He was not cultivating, but was quietly adjusting his breath.
Elixirs could not help him recover his essence, qi, and spirit. He could only rely on time to do so.
Su Mo estimated that it would be difficult for him to completely recover his essence, qi, and spirit before his fight with Shangguan Hao.
Swoosh!
Su Mo had just sat there for a while when Gong Lin rushed in.
"Su Mo, what are you doing? Let me out! "Gong Lin shouted angrily as he stared at Su Mo.
He was shocked to suddenly enter this strange space. However, he had already heard from Wenren Tiandu that this was Su Mo's Spacial Device.
He did not know why Su Mo had brought him here. He was shocked and angry, so he went to find Su Mo.
Su Mo opened his eyes, glanced at Gong Lin, and said flatly, "Aren't you waiting for Sikong Yan? He's here too! "
"Junior Brother Sikong is here too?"
Gong Lin was startled and asked in confusion, "Where? Why didn't I see him? "
"He's cultivating. Just wait for him!"
Su Mo could not be bothered to talk to him. He waved his hand and a wave of air swept Gong Lin out.
"You … Damn it!" Gong Lin shouted angrily and was thrown 50 kilometers away by Su Mo.
Then, Su Mo closed his eyes again and adjusted his breath. He was motionless like a petrified old monk.
Time passed slowly like water.
Day after day passed. In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.
After seven days, Su Mo opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of turbid Qi.
After seven days of meditation, Su Mo's essence, qi, and spirit had recovered a little, and he was finally not as tired.
However, there was still a long way to go before his essence, qi, and spirit had completely recovered.
Although this had some impact on his strength, it was not too big. Su Mo estimated that his strength had decreased by 20% at most.
However, with the increase in the number of Spiritual Spirals, this 20% was not so important anymore.
After pondering for a while, Su Mo decided to continue cultivating the Magic Spirals Mystique.
Although the more Spiritual Spirals he had, the more difficult it would be to break through, Su Mo was still confident.
First of all, he had many trump cards, and his strength was not something that ordinary geniuses of the same level could compare to.
Secondly, he was confident in the foundation of the Firmament Palace. Archean martial practice with many Spiritual Spirals would face the most terrifying Martial King Ordeal when advancing to the Martial King Realm.
As the overlord of the ancient times, the Firmament Palace definitely had many treasures that defied the natural order. If he could get his hands on a few more treasures, he would be able to withstand the Martial King Ordeal.
Most importantly, Su Mo was desperate to increase his strength as he did not have much time left.
Of course, Su Mo would not blindly increase the number of Spiritual Spirals. He knew that it would not be a problem for him to increase a dozen more Spiritual Spirals.
After a while, Su Mo took a deep breath and started cultivating the Magic Spirals Mystique again.
One by one, brand new Spiritual Spirals were formed.
After half a day, the number of Spiritual Spirals in Su Mo's body reached 32.
Su Mo's physical strength was incredible, so he did not feel any pressure. However, his Spiritual Spirals were becoming slower and slower.
"Do you want to continue?"
Su Mo thought to himself, "32 Spiritual Spirals is already an astonishing number."
"Let's increase a little more!"
Su Mo gritted his teeth. In the primordial times, someone had cultivated 100 Spiritual Spirals, but he only had 32. How could he give up now?
Of course, Su Mo did not dare to cultivate 100 Spiritual Spirals as well. That person was crazy, but he was not.
What Su Mo did not know was that even if he cultivated 32 Spiritual Spirals, others would still think that he had gone crazy!
Su Mo continued to cultivate the Magic Spirals Mystique. One of the Spiritual Spirals in his body slowly split into two, then into four.
After another half a day, the number of Spiritual Spirals in Su Mo's body reached 43.
At this moment, Su Mo finally felt the pressure. Every time he added a Spiritual Spiral, dozens of Spiritual Spirals were connected to each other, creating a huge pressure that impacted his body.
However, this level of pressure was still within Su Mo's limits.
"I'll cultivate until I can't take it anymore!" Su Mo made up his mind and decided to continue cultivating. He would not be satisfied if he did not cultivate to the extreme!
Moreover, if he really could not break through to the Martial King Realm in the future, he could just give up a few more Spiritual Spirals.
Then, Su Mo continued to cultivate.
Forty-four!
Forty-five!
Forty-seven!
Forty-eight!
After cultivating 48 Spiritual Spirals, Su Mo had almost reached his limit. The immense pressure hit his body, and no matter how strong his body was, he could not help but tremble.
"There are 50 Dayan numbers, and there are 49 of them. Let's add one more Spiritual Spiral!" Su Mo decided to stop cultivating after cultivating 49 Spiritual Spirals.
Su Mo immersed his mind into his body and controlled one of the Spiritual Spirals to slowly disintegrate.
This process was very slow. After four hours, Su Mo was already sweating profusely. Then, the Spiritual Spiral gradually disintegrated into two parts and slowly formed two Spiritual Spirals.
The moment the two Spiritual Spirals were formed, the 49 Spiritual Spirals connected into one, forming an extremely powerful Qi Dynamic that attacked Su Mo's body like invisible waves.
"Uh!"
Su Mo could not help but let out a muffled groan. His body felt like it was being cut by thousands of knives, and he felt a heart-wrenching pain.
Su Mo's body trembled violently, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Finally, after three breaths of time, this powerful aura gradually dissipated.
"Phew!"
Su Mo let out a long sigh. 49 Spiritual Spirals were enough, and he did not want to cultivate anymore.
Although he was confident that he could manage to add one more Spiritual Spiral, he did not want to waste any more energy.
Forty-nine Spiritual Spirals were already heaven-defying, and the hidden symbol of the Dayan number was perfect.
Then, Su Mo took out about 5,000,000 Upper Spiritual Stones and started to devour them. He was ready to replenish all the Dark Force in his Spiritual Spirals.
When the 5,000,000 Upper Spiritual Stones were used up, Su Mo's face became gloomy.
The 5,000,000 Upper Spiritual Stones were not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth. The 49 Spiritual Spirals in his body were still small and empty, and they were still far from being fully replenished.
Su Mo felt a headache coming on. When he had nine Spiritual Spirals, he had always worried about Spiritual Stones.
Now that he had 49 Spiritual Spirals, how much more would he need in the future? He estimated that he would need billions of Upper Spiritual Stones to increase his cultivation in the future!
"Alas!"
Su Mo sighed inwardly and continued to devour. Fortunately, he had billions of Upper Spiritual Stones, which was more than enough for him to squander.
He took out piles of Spiritual Stones and kept devouring them. When he had devoured more than 200 million Upper Spiritual Stones, all 49 Spiritual Spirals in his body were filled up.
"It's time to go to Ancient-treasure City!"
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