Chapter 1266: The Majesty of the Celestial Venerable

The thought of restoring someone else's divine abilities and stuffing them back into their body sends shivers down one's spine.

Imagine if it were beings of the Emperor's Throne realm, like Celestial Sovereign Xi and Vermillion Emperor Qi Xiayu, whose divine abilities could destroy heaven and earth. If, during a battle, their divine powers erupted and the Woodcutter restored these abilities, forcing them back into their bodies, the explosive power of their own divine abilities would leave them crippled, if not dead.

The divine ability created by the Woodcutter is undoubtedly incredibly sinister.

The Woodcutter Saint spread two paintings on the ground and said earnestly, "From a theoretical standpoint, this is feasible. My wicked disciple's soul rebirth spell summons fragmented souls, reshapes them, restores them to completeness, and then guides them back into the person's body. That's how the person comes back to life. Restoring someone else's divine abilities follows the same principle. My wicked disciple has already paved the way for me; I just need to modify it step by step."

Battle Heavenly Master Zhuo Cha also felt a chill, her voice hoarse as she asked, "You've created it?"

The Woodcutter Saint nodded, then shook his head.

Everyone was confused.

The Woodcutter Saint sighed and said, "I have indeed created it, but the divine ability isn't entirely satisfactory. The casting time is too long, making it cumbersome to use. In a battle, I would be killed long before I could cast it. Furthermore, it requires borrowing the power of Heavenly Grandfather and Earth Count, and their relationship with the current Emperor Kai is not very good, so they definitely won't lend me their power."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Battle Heavenly Master also relaxed, saying, "Now we can beat him up without worry."

The Woodcutter Saint said, "Even if Heavenly Grandfather and Earth Count were willing to lend me their strength, it would be unlikely for me to restore an enemy's great divine ability in a battlefield relic, because..."

He frowned, sighing, "My cultivation realm is too low. I cannot control those unleashed energies. If I fail, I'll be shattered to pieces. I originally thought this divine ability would be useless, never expecting to need it here."

Everyone looked around. This was indeed the place to demonstrate the Woodcutter Saint's divine ability.

These Dao cocoons were manifestations of the Grand Dao, formed from Celestial Venerable Hao's internal energy. Without being triggered, they would not attack others.

The Woodcutter possessed paintings of Heavenly Grandfather and Earth Count, through which he could borrow their power. Moreover, Celestial Venerable Hao was currently unconscious and unable to attack him.

He could calmly cast this divine ability, restoring the Dao cocoons back into thirty-five Heavenly Palaces and stuffing them back into Celestial Venerable Hao's body.

The Woodcutter Saint began his ritual. As the profound spell unfolded, the two paintings slowly floated upward, and the power of the Heavenly Dao and the Youdu Grand Dao gradually separated from their brushstrokes.

The Woodcutter performed a ritualistic dance, stepping on the Big Dipper constellation, acting as if possessed, much like Qin Mu when he cast the Soul-Guiding spell.

An inexplicable power quietly spread out. As everyone looked around, they saw that with the emanation of this power, the inner Dao cocoons began to slowly change.

The Dao cocoons were contracting.

Not only that, the shape of the Dao cocoons was also slowly changing.

These Dao cocoons seemed to be unraveling, with fine threads flowing into Celestial Venerable Hao's body at an increasingly rapid pace.

As the Woodcutter's ritual reached a critical stage, suddenly, with a whoosh, the thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons surged into Celestial Venerable Hao's body like thin veils caught in a whirlwind. Simultaneously, the silkworm cocoons hanging in this cocoon-like space also began to spin automatically, their threads rapidly peeling away.

Thump, thump, thump.

Niu Sanduo, Lü Zheng, and Black Tiger God, who had been hanging upside down, instantly fell to the ground. The heart demon Celestial Venerables Mu also plummeted, some already dead from having their energy drained, while others were utterly weakened.

Everyone watched in stunned silence. Just then, Celestial Venerable Hao, who had been lying there with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

His face revealed fear, which then transformed into fury.

His physical body was filled with the madly surging thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons, and it instantly swelled, tearing open the wounds on his body.

His purpose in hiding here was to heal the Dao injuries on his body. His wounds were too severe for even the Heavenly Doctors in the Celestial Heavens to cure, and more crucially, there were hidden Dao injuries within his primordial spirit and physical body.

The Dao injuries were primarily left by the Grand Emperor, along with sword wounds from Emperor Kai Qin Ye and Dao injuries from Divine King Lang Wo.

The Heavenly Doctors of the Celestial Heavens simply lacked the means to treat these injuries by conventional methods.

But he did.

He was at the end of his rope, and at the last moment, he thought of using heart demons to devour the power of heart demons, leveraging the Grand Dao of Returning Ruins to evolve the Innate One Qi, thereby restoring himself.

Not only that, he could even absorb his previous Dao injuries and the Heavenly Palaces and Celestial Heavens that had been damaged by them, allowing himself to return to his peak state, or even surpass it.

However, despite his elaborate arrangements, he had not anticipated that his plans would be thwarted.

At this moment, his physical body quickly expanded to an unsustainable degree. He had already accumulated a large amount of energy within him; if it continued, he would soon be able to begin attempting to absorb the thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons.

However, now, the thirty-five Heavenly Palaces seemed to be forcibly shoved into him. These Heavenly Palaces were already fragmented and incomplete, battered into disrepair by the Grand Emperor, Emperor Kai, Lang Wo, and others. They could collapse at any moment, transforming into terrifying energy that would explode him.

His physical body quickly reached its limit. All the skin on his body burst open, turning him into a man covered in blood.

"You..."

Celestial Venerable Hao's furious roar resounded, and everyone immediately felt an incredibly terrifying oppressive force wash over them, causing them to tremble, to want to kneel, and to feel awe and dread.

This was the oppression, the spiritual awe, that a Celestial Venerable, who had been supreme for a million years, instilled in people.

Under this immense pressure, the crowd did not retreat. Instead, they surged forward, figures leaping into mid-air, charging towards Celestial Venerable Hao.

The Woodcutter Saint, beside himself with rage, sharply warned, "Don't attack him yet! His physical body cannot withstand his own Dao realm; he will soon explode on his own. That will be the best time to kill him!"

However, despite the Woodcutter Saint's profound wisdom, he did not realize how terrifying the oppressive force the others were facing truly was.

His cultivation was too low; he couldn't perceive the devastating impact that extreme terror had on their Dao hearts. At this moment, regardless of whether it was suitable to act, they had to strike.

If they didn't act, fear would crush their Dao hearts, leaving them utterly unable to fight.

In terms of wisdom, the Woodcutter far surpassed the others, but in terms of cultivation and mastery of the Dao heart, he was far inferior.

One of the Creation Masters manifested heavenly thunder and earthly fire while rushing towards Celestial Venerable Hao, but the next moment, a surge of power pierced his skull, causing his head to explode and his body to fall.

Battle Heavenly Master Zhuo Cha unleashed a punch, imbued with the unparalleled martial spirit of a Martial Dao Emperor. Celestial Venerable Hao's fist met hers. Amidst the terrifying shockwave, Zhuo Cha's five fingers shattered with cracking sounds, her flesh and blood turning to dust.

Not only that, this destructive force spread up her wrist. Her forearm and upper arm exploded into pieces, and her shoulder blades snapped off her body, shooting backward.

Qi Xiayu split into nine, and the nine figures suddenly merged, causing her combat power to surge. A peach blossom bloomed in her hand, and as the peach branch swept down, its power distorted space.

Celestial Venerable Hao raised his hand and seized the peach branch. The peach blossom at its tip suddenly exploded, and with a whoosh, its petals pierced Celestial Venerable Hao's throat, flying out from the back of his neck.

Yet Celestial Venerable Hao seemed oblivious. He hurled the peach branch, and Qi Xiayu's chest exploded, pierced through by the branch, sending her hurtling backward.