Some of these talismanic techniques are unique skills of the Secret Talisman Sect. However, some are unknown spells passed down from the Mirror God.
The power of these spells far surpassed that of cultivators. An ordinary person would have long since collapsed due to insufficient power. However, a wisp of smoke continuously emanated from behind Xiao Wenbing, providing him with inexhaustible energy.
The Void Cauldron, this unparalleled treasure, also played an indispensable role.
Although his hands were empty, a powerful surge of energy continuously welled up within them, like countless surging waves, unleashing a furious roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. As the energy intensified, even space itself seemed to unveil a mysterious veil, accumulating layer upon layer to form a distorted, spherical spatial layer.
“Hey…”
A soft shout came from Xiao Wenbing's mouth, and even the clouds within tens of thousands of miles around seemed to be moved by this earth-shattering power, forming a magnificent landscape unique to thousands of troops.
The endless, transformed energy formed a massive vortex of galloping horses before Xiao Wenbing, the energy accumulating more and more, and the vortex growing larger and larger.
A tiny teleportation array actually brought forth a thundercloud storm powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. Along with it came the immense aura of creation and the fall of stars.
The teleportation array gradually lit up, and as a continuous stream of energy surged in, it became like a generator full of electricity, beginning its scheduled energy conversion.
Unlike the previous conversion of the energy within the small golden talisman, this time the energy being converted is chaotic power, representing death energy. Although the grand formation absorbed most of the energy, even the remaining energy surge was beyond the capacity of a cultivator to withstand.
Fortunately, the Void Cauldron behind Xiao Wenbing played a crucial role at the critical moment. Not only did it release energy several times faster, but the ethereal energy also became one of the absolute powers that Xiao Wenbing could fully control. Because of this, even after using his divine power, Xiao Wenbing was still able to preside over the transformation array despite being of a higher level.
The sphere of light that converged in front of Xiao Wenbing lost some of its ferocity and rage, gradually being replaced by a warm glow.
Suddenly, a pure and sweet natural sound, like heavenly music, rang out above the energy conversion array.
It sounds like the wind blowing, the rain beating, the thunder rumbling, and the flowing water.
The sounds of nature seemed to be singing a melodious and refreshing hymn, accompanied by the sound of flutes and organs echoing in the sky like the tides. This vast array created a musical space that captivated everyone.
This is the sound of nature, the song of life. Whether it was Quini and others who had transcended the mortal realm and become immortals, or the more than thirty top experts from the Flame Realm who were on guard nearby, they were all captivated by this sudden and beautiful music. They were all intoxicated by this song full of life, and without exception, happy smiles appeared on their faces. Some even shed tears without realizing it.
It seemed as if a heavy weight had been lifted from their hearts, and they could already see a hopeful future.
The twelve sacred tree venerables simultaneously prostrated themselves on the ground, these incarnations of the Tree of Life completely immersed in this beautiful song.
The ball of light in front of Xiao Wenbing finally transformed into a milky-white sphere of light, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his resolute lips.
The ball of light gradually slipped out of Xiao Wenbing's control, slowly flying forward towards the visibly withered Tree of Life.
Everyone raised their eyes, staring intently at the advancing sphere of light. This sphere carried their fervent hopes for hundreds of thousands of years, and the future of countless billions of beings in the Flame Realm.
"call……"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the sphere of light finally made contact with the Tree of Life. The milky-white sphere of light immediately dissipated, disappearing entirely into the vast and boundless trunk, leaving only a long, equally milky-white line, as thick as a bucket, connecting the energy conversion array to the Tree of Life.
Earth, the Demon-Suppressing Star.
The thundercloud storm remained as fierce as ever, but its range began to gradually shrink. The massive thundercloud mass visibly deflated inwards, making it even more eerie.
"Finally... we succeeded."
A voice filled with emotion echoed from afar, and the hundreds of Tribulation Transcending stage experts who had gathered to watch simultaneously let out a sigh of relief. Wasn't this thing also a colossal scourge upon the cultivation world?
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on gaining such a fine disciple is a great blessing to both realms." The Sect Master of Tianyi stroked his beard and offered his congratulations.
Immediately, a chorus of congratulations erupted around the old Daoist Xianyun. Whether it was the demon race led by the Lion King or the various sects led by Huizhe, they all expressed their highest respect to the Secret Talisman Sect at this moment.
The old Taoist priest appeared calm, but inside he felt as if he had drunk a whole pound of honey, so sweet that he couldn't melt away.
Three thousand years later, the Secret Talisman Sect has once again become famous throughout the world in a different way.
The amount of energy required to restore the Tree of Life is unimaginable.
However, the thundercloud storms on Zhenmo Star also possess terrifying energy; energy capable of destroying a world can naturally also save it.
In fact, without that thundercloud storm, Xiao Wenbing would not have been able to make such a boast that he could save the Tree of Life.
Even if he possessed the Void Cauldron, it wouldn't make a difference, as evidenced by its unwavering energy output over countless eons. The energy contained within this treasure undoubtedly surpasses that of a mere realm.
The problem is, Xiao Wenbing has no way to make the Void Cauldron unleash such a massive amount of energy in a short period of time. Perhaps the Creator God could, but this imposter definitely cannot.
Of course, if someone were willing to stay under the Tree of Life for ten million years while holding the Void Cauldron, then perhaps this requirement could be met. But the prerequisite is that the Tree of Life does not weaken during this period. Otherwise, with such a tiny amount of energy, it wouldn't even be enough to satisfy someone's consumption, let alone bring them back to life.
Xiao Wenbing had initially worried that the energy in the thundercloud storm wouldn't be enough to fill the bottomless pit of the Tree of Life. However, after spending three days and three nights in the energy conversion array, he was on the verge of tears, only wishing it would end soon.
A steady stream of energy flowed from the channel. At first, it was quite fun, but as the amount increased and the time went on, even the most powerful person couldn't keep up.
To maintain the formation's smooth operation, Xiao Wenbing had already used the power of his divine essence, but even now, he was nearing his limit. Although he couldn't feel physical pain due to the severed nervous system, no one would find it pleasing to see their muscles undulating under the impact of energy.
If left unchecked, Xiao Wenbing truly didn't know if he would have already turned to ashes before the tree was successfully saved. However, seeing that this energy seemed unlikely to stop anytime soon, he had no choice but to devise another plan.
Volume 6 Deception and Scam Chapter 15 Restoration of the Sacred Tree
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"Mirror God, Mirror God... come out!"
Faced with a roar that sounded like the wailing of ghosts and howls of wolves, the Mirror God finally made his grand entrance, much to someone's heartfelt anticipation.
"What's wrong? Why are you calling so urgently?" Mirror God said slowly, "Calm down, stay calm, and don't panic."
"Calm down? Before you think you can calm down, take a look at my body first."
"What's so attractive about your body?"
Xiao Wenbing's eyes twitched, and he said fiercely, "If my physical body collapses, you won't feel good either."
The Mirror God was taken aback and actually looked at it carefully.
"Hey, do you have little mice inside you? Why are they scurrying around like that? Interesting, really interesting, haha..."
Faced with the Mirror God's unrestrained laughter, Xiao Wenbing was furious and said, "Didn't you predict that the thundercloud storm would only take three days to completely transform? But that time has already passed."
"Three days have already passed?" Mirror God was taken aback, then belatedly exclaimed, "Oh no, more than three days have passed. Your body probably can't take it anymore."
"You just remembered? Tell me, why is there still energy in the passage, and why is it not decreasing at all?"
"Hmm, this is indeed strange." Mirror God puffed out his chest and said, "Don't worry, give me three days, and I'll definitely find out what's going on."
"Three days? I can't even hold on for one day. You need to find a way to get out of here!" Xiao Wenbing shouted angrily.
Although Xiao Wenbing's strength has greatly increased and he is no longer the clueless young man he once was, it is precisely because of this that he understands the perilous situation he is in. If he cannot escape quickly, he will certainly not be able to save this wretched body.
"Hmm. Ah! Sigh..." The Mirror God uttered several monosyllables filled with sighs, saying, "It's a pity you're not an immortal."
"What's the meaning?"
"If your cultivation reaches the level of an immortal's avatar, then you can easily be freed."
"Is that so? But I'm not an immortal now, so you'll have to figure out another way."
"I've heard that humans have a technology called science, is that right?"
"That's right."
"There's a technology in science called cloning, right?"
"Oh... Mirror God. You don't mean I have to become a clone, do you?"
"Hmm, perhaps this is the best way. Once your physical body is destroyed, your nascent soul will immediately detach and await resurrection in the future," the Mirror God comforted. "If the information is reliable, this clone shouldn't have too much of an impact on your strength."
Xiao Wenbing's face immediately turned very ugly. "Are you kidding me? I have no desire to be a Sloan man."
"Is there really no other way?"
"Hehe... I made a slight error when calculating the energy, causing the energy value to be a little too high, but it's not a big deal. Even if it's shattered by the energy, it can be repaired. If you don't believe me, look at the Chabir. It shattered and then healed. It shattered again and then healed again. Isn't it all fine?"
Xiao Wenbing nearly fainted from anger. How could a human... compare to a Shabir? That was just a cloud of smoke!
Perhaps noticing Xiao Wenbing's unfriendly expression, Jing quickly said, "There's another way we can try."
"you say."
"Release your Nascent Soul. With tens of thousands of Nascent Souls sharing the pressure, you should be able to get through this smoothly."
Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up. Yes, in his haste, he had completely forgotten this trump card. These Nascent Souls had all undergone the Water Tribulation and absorbed mutated abilities; they shared the same spiritual power as him and could certainly help.
With a thought, countless points of light suddenly appeared from the Heavenly Void Ring, and all the Earthly Nascent Souls poured out their abilities, activating various auxiliary functions within the great formation.
Xiao Wenbing was once again full of praise for the divine power's control. In a hurry, he sent out his Nascent Souls, which, under the divine power's sensing and organization, quickly and neatly scattered around the physical body, sharing most of the energy for the main body.
The dozens of top experts from the Flame Realm who were outside the great formation were so engrossed in watching that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Thousands upon thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators, and all from the same person—how could this be? If it weren't for the solemn occasion, they would have already surrounded them to find out.
Although Shabir knew of Xiao Wenbing's extraordinary abilities, he was not one to speak recklessly. Without Xiao Wenbing's permission, he only informed three immortals, including Quini. As for the others, they naturally had no idea that Xiao Wenbing possessed such a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators.
The sheer number of Nascent Souls completely compensated for Xiao Wenbing's lack of spiritual power. When a slightly smaller milky-white sphere of light appeared in front of these ten thousand-plus Nascent Souls, his pressure was immediately reduced by more than half.
The muscles in his body stopped twitching, meaning the danger had gone. Similarly, with so many helpers appearing out of nowhere, the speed of energy conversion increased at least tenfold in an instant.
The Tree of Life, nourished by boundless life energy, has been completely revitalized. Its withered trunk has gradually turned a vibrant green, from light to dark, a pleasing and inviting hue.
"Slurp..."
A loud rustling sound came from the sky, as if the entire tree was shaking violently.
The thick fog behind them gradually thinned and retreated methodically, while the tree trunks and leaves high in the sky visibly transformed into a vibrant emerald green. By this time, everyone could see that the Tree of Life had indeed regained its vitality.
Bright rays of light emanated from the enormous, boundless trunk of the tree, and countless rays of light converged rapidly before them as if by their own will. In a short while, an illusory figure gradually formed in mid-air, and an old man of fifty appeared before them, his eyes filled with unfathomable wisdom and the vicissitudes of countless years.
A gentle voice rang out from the old man: "Little friend, thank you. Now put away your energy."
Quini and the others shouted in unison. Whether they were immortals descended from the Celestial Realm or elders of the Sacred Temple of the Flame Realm, they all cheered excitedly the moment they saw the Tree of Life regroup its energy and release its phantoms.
Hundreds of thousands of years, the painstaking efforts of countless generations. Finally, at this moment, their long-cherished wish has been fulfilled.
The long-dormant Divine Tree Ancestor has finally reappeared through his own power. What a joyous moment this is for those of them, native to the Flame Realm...
Only Xiao Wenbing stared at the old man in surprise.
Although this old man possessed formidable energy, and although it was indeed formed from a divine tree, what puzzled Xiao Wenbing was its incredibly aged appearance—almost comparable to that of the divine old tortoise.
"Are you the Divine Tree Ancestor of this realm?"
"yes."
Xiao Wenbing was very curious. If he remembered correctly, the Divine Tree Ancestor of the cultivation world once said that the history of the Flame Realm was about half that of the cultivation world, but the appearances of these two Divine Tree Ancestors were in stark contrast.
"Your appearance is quite something, hehe..."