Chapter 1285 — The Might of the Venerable One

"To restore another's divine ability and stuff it back into that person's body?

" The very thought of such a scene sent chills down the spine!

Just imagine—if it were beings of the Emperor Throne realm such as Heavenly Lord Xi or the Red Emperor Qi Xiayu, whose divine abilities could destroy heaven and earth, and in the midst of battle their divine abilities erupted in power, and the woodcutter restored their divine abilities and stuffed them back into their bodies, the might of those abilities would burst forth, and they would be crippled if not dead! This divine ability the woodcutter had created was absolutely incomparably vicious and underhanded! The woodcutter sage spread the two calligraphy scrolls on the ground and said with utmost seriousness, "In principle, it is feasible.

The art of soul rebirth that my wicked disciple created summons the shattered soul of another, recasts it, restores it whole, and slips it into that person's skin.

Then that person comes back to life. Restoring another's divine ability works by the same principle. My wicked disciple has already paved the road for me; I need only modify it step by step. " Martial Combat Heavenly Master Zhuo Cha likewise felt a chill of horror and said in a hoarse voice, "You have created it? " The woodcutter sage nodded, then shook his head.

The crowd was baffled.

The woodcutter sage sighed and said, "I did create it, but the divine ability I created is far from satisfactory.

Because the casting time is too long, and it is troublesome to perform.

In battle, by the time you performed this divine ability you would long since have been beaten to death. And it also requires borrowing the power of Lord Heaven and Lord Earth. Lord Heaven and Lord Earth do not have a very good relationship with the current Founding Emperor, so they certainly will not lend it to me. " Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Martial Combat Heavenly Master also relaxed: "From now on we can beat him with peace of mind. " The woodcutter sage said, "Even if Lord Heaven and Lord Earth were willing to lend me their power, in the ruins of the battlefield I would still be unlikely to restore an enemy's great divine ability, because.

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. " His brows were knit with worry, and he sighed, "My cultivation realm is too low.

I cannot control the energy that is released. If I fail, I will be smashed to powder and my bones ground to dust. I had thought this divine ability was useless, never expecting it would be put to use here.

" The crowd looked around.

This was indeed the place to display the woodcutter sage's divine ability.

These Dao cocoons were the energy within Heavenly Venerable Hao's body, the manifestation of the Dao; unless triggered, they would not attack others. And the woodcutter had the calligraphy scrolls of Lord Heaven and Lord Earth, and could borrow the power of Lord Heaven and Lord Earth from the scrolls.

Moreover, Heavenly Venerable Hao was now in a coma and could not attack him.

He could calmly perform this divine ability, restore the Dao cocoons into thirty-five heavenly palaces, and stuff them back into Heavenly Venerable Hao's body! The woodcutter sage worked his art, and a mysterious spell unfolded.

The two calligraphy scrolls slowly floated up of their own accord, and the power of the Heavenly Dao and the power of the Youdu Dao within the calligraphy gradually separated out from between the lines!

The woodcutter trod the Dipper steps, as if mad and frenzied, much like Shen Mu when he worked his art and performed the Soul-Pulling divine ability. An inexplicable power spread out silently.

The crowd looked around, and saw that as this power spread, the Dao cocoons in the inner ring actually began to slowly change.

The Dao cocoons were contracting!

Not only that, the forms of the Dao cocoons were also gradually changing! These Dao cocoons seemed to be unraveling like silk from a cocoon; thread after fine thread now flowed toward Heavenly Venerable Hao's body, and the speed of the flow grew faster and faster!

As the woodcutter's art reached its critical stage, suddenly there came a whoosh, and the thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons, like gossamer gauze swept up by a gale, surged into Heavenly Venerable Hao's body. At the same time, the silkworm cocoons hanging in this space within the cocoon all spun of their own accord, and the silk threads on the cocoons peeled away at flying speed! Bang, bang, bang.

Niu Sanduo, Lü Zheng, and the Black Tiger God, who had been hanging upside down, at once came loose and fell to the ground, and those inner demon Mu Tianzuns also fell one after another—some already drained of all energy and dead, others utterly spent and feeble.

The crowd stared dumbstruck. Just then, Heavenly Venerable Hao, who had lain there with his eyes closed all along, suddenly opened his eyes! A look of shock and dread appeared on his face, and then the dread turned to furious rage.

His fleshly body was stuffed full by the thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons surging madly in, and in an instant his body swelled, bursting open the wounds upon his frame!

His purpose in hiding here was to heal the Dao wounds on his body.

His injuries were too grave; even the heavenly physicians of the Heavenly Court could not heal them. More crucially, there were hidden Dao wounds within his spirit essence and his fleshly body!

The Dao wounds were mainly left by the Grand Emperor. Besides the Grand Emperor, there were also the sword wounds of Founding Emperor Shen Ye and the Dao wounds of Divine King Langwo.

By conventional means of treatment, the heavenly physicians of the Heavenly Court simply had no such method.

But he did!

His oil was spent and his lamp dry, and at the final juncture he had thought to use inner demons to devour the power of inner demons, and with the aid of the Dao of Returning to the Origin to evolve the primordial qi, thereby restoring himself.

Not only that, he could even devour his own former Dao wounds, and the heavenly palaces and Heavenly Court damaged by the Dao wounds, restoring himself to his peak state, even surpassing his former self! Yet despite all his layers of arrangement, he had never expected that his arrangements would be broken by someone!

At this moment, his fleshly body quickly swelled to the point where it could swell no more. The energy accumulated within his body was already abundant; if this continued, before long he would be able to begin trying to absorb the thirty-five layers of Dao cocoons.

But now, the thirty-five heavenly palaces were being forcibly stuffed into him.

These heavenly palaces were already broken and incomplete, battered to pieces by the Grand Emperor, the Founding Emperor, Langwo, and the others, and at any moment they might collapse and turn into terrifying energy that would burst him apart! His fleshly body quickly reached the limit of what it could endure, and the skin over his whole body burst open, turning him into a man of blood!

"You! " Heavenly Venerable Hao's incomparably furious voice exploded, and the crowd at once felt an incomparably terrifying pressure assail them, making them tremble, making them kneel, filling their hearts with awe and dread! This was the pressure brought by a Heavenly Venerable who had stood high above for a million years, the awe he brought to the soul!

Under this heavy pressure, the crowd did not choose to retreat, but instead their bodies surged up, figure after figure leaping into midair, charging to kill Heavenly Venerable Hao!

The woodcutter sage was beside himself with fury and cried out sternly, "Do not attack on your own!

His fleshly body cannot bear his cultivation; soon he will burst apart on his own! That will be the best time to kill him!

" Yet though the woodcutter sage's wisdom reached the heavens, he did not know how terrifying the pressure the crowd faced truly was!