Follow the path of Dao from infancy-Chapter 963 - 200 Cooking the Chaos_2

Chapter 963 -200 Cooking the Chaos_2

Li Hao’s eyes were icy cold as he gazed at the stunned Mixed Heaven Saint without pausing, manipulating the fragments to attack at full speed.

The fragments zipped through the Saint’s massive body at incredible speed, blood spurting incessantly.

The blood that splattered forth was the Divine Blood of a Supreme Saint, a treasure refined from the life essence of this Ancient Ferocious Beast.

Li Hao caught the strange fragrance emanating from the blood, narrowing his eyes as certain ingredients flashed through his mind.

These were recipes for boiling blood. Normally, he used Dragon Blood, Phoenix Blood, or the blood of certain enlightened Demons for such culinary experiments.

“I wonder what stew made with Supreme Saint blood would taste like. Perhaps start with a Dragon Bone broth as the base…”

Li Hao’s eyes shimmered as a daring thought suddenly emerged in his mind—he entertained the idea of cooking the Mixed Heaven Saint.

The blood splattering forth was a rare and precious ingredient, igniting a burning impulse to cook within him.

The Mixed Heaven Saint had viewed him as nothing but a meatball, yet as Li Hao stared at the beast’s massive form, it struck him—this was the perfect source for an unimaginably delicious feast.

Top-tier Supreme Saint delicacies. Moreover, a physically manifested Saint? How sublime must the texture be? This meat would certainly be chewy and tender…

The more Li Hao thought about it, the more he felt his mouth water. The notion rampaged like madness, refusing to be dismissed from his mind.

“Celestial Severance!”

At that moment, the Mixed Heaven Saint roared furiously, swinging its blade with renewed savagery.

This time, the blade’s ferocity was terrifying beyond compare, powered by the forces of the Heavenly Dao. The radiance of the sun and moon seemed to be seized from the heavens, plunging all into darkness. Only the blade’s light shone, cutting through the void.

Li Hao knew there was no escape, so he chose to unleash his full power and confront it head-on.

He swung his sword in succession, letting the blade-light clash against the incoming edge, his Eternal Dao Domain fully deployed.

Boom!

Despite his full resistance, the clash instantly ruptured his defenses, his physical body exploding apart. Transformed into a Daoist body, the Tribulation Power carried with it a trace of Heavenly Dao Will, intent on shattering the great Dao itself.

Li Hao’s Daoist body felt as though it was on the verge of disintegration. Under the crushing force of the Will, his great Dao fragmented into Daoist Charm, scattering from its once-cohesive form.

Quickly, he anchored his Dao Thoughts deep into the world itself, resisting with the sheer Will of a Celestial Venerable.

Before long, the Heavenly Dao Power was severed, yet under the relentless devouring of the Tribulation Power, his Daoist body continued to erode. But then—the power of the All Heavens Star Vein surged, shining brilliantly, and in an instant, Li Hao was reborn.

As soon as he regenerated, Li Hao once again commanded the fragments to relentlessly slice into the Mixed Heaven Saint’s flesh.

The Mixed Heaven Saint’s massive body was riddled with gaping holes, blood gushing forth. His Saint Domain and fortified body were impotent in the face of the fragments.

However, his body healed rapidly even as it was repeatedly wounded.

Li Hao, now directing the fragments with newfound precision, no longer made mere punctures. Instead, he targeted the sinews beneath their protective exoskeleton, carving deep, devastating wounds.

“Cooking—let the heavens be the pot and void the fire. A Supreme Saint, but in the end, it’s just an Ancient Ferocious Insect. If it were in its juvenile form, frying it would likely result in a delightful crunch…”

The gleam in Li Hao’s eyes brightened further, new revelations about cooking sweeping through his mind.

Viewing the Supreme Saint as no longer an opponent but an ingredient, his State of Mind expanded, deepening his understanding of both ingredients and culinary art.

If even a Supreme Saint could be cooked, what should be used in the process? The Saint Path, or perhaps even the Heavenly Dao itself?

Amid these musings, Li Hao continued to wield the fragments, treating the Mixed Heaven Saint as an ingredient to be processed. The fragments became blades, skillfully skinning and deboning the mighty being.

The fragments moved with increasing speed, carving paths with astonishing intricacy, akin to a master butcher dissecting an ox. Using precise angles, he peeled away the insect’s exoskeleton layer by layer.

This required predicting the Mixed Heaven Saint’s movements—it was, after all, a living entity, being dissected alive.

Preparing an ingredient—in particular, refining one—was a test of blade skill, a cornerstone of fine cooking techniques.

Like streaks of silver light, the fragments darted through the Mixed Heaven Saint’s body, methodically slicing away chunks of flesh. Blood poured in torrents, the wounds inflicted far exceeding the damage of simple punctures.

Although the flesh healed as quickly as it was cut, this regenerative trait only gave Li Hao more opportunities to hone his blade skill.

Time and time again, the fragments swept over the beast’s massive body—from crude and uneven cuts at the beginning to progressively sharper and swifter precision.

The Mixed Heaven Saint gradually realized that Li Hao’s blade techniques—his dissection skills—were improving at an alarming rate. Though the fragments could only wound him, and his Blood Rebirth ability made such injuries trivial, something unsettling began to gnaw at his mind.

As the wounds grew in number and expanded in scale, a wave of unease surged through him.

It felt as though, at some critical moment, he would face utter dismemberment!

The opponent seemed to be analyzing his body, searching for some ultimate cutting point!

“Let’s see whether I die first or you do!”

The Mixed Heaven Saint’s eyes shone with a murderous cold light. As a Supreme Saint, being pushed to such a degree by a mere cultivator like Li Hao was unheard of—it was an utter humiliation that burned into his very being.

Given time, such a demon might truly dominate the All Heavens, surpassing even the Source Ancestor in dreadfulness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the void, the Mixed Heaven Saint swung his blade repeatedly, shattering Li Hao’s body over and over.

Each time Li Hao resurrected, he immediately directed the fragments to keep carving into his adversary. Both were locked in a gruesome blood duel, trading wounds for wounds—a battle of attrition to see who would outlast the other.

Boom!

The Mixed Heaven Saint mobilized three of his Power Veins, forcefully gathering the Heaven and Earth Power to keep his state at its peak. But with each cut from Li Hao’s fragments, his imposing aura began to weaken, albeit slowly.

Li Hao, keenly sensing this decline, pressed on. Despite the Saint’s fearsome blade techniques, none had managed to slay him in a single strike.

With the All Heavens Star Vein sustaining him, Li Hao’s peak condition remained unshaken, undiminished unless he was somehow isolated from the stars or heavens themselves.

“At this rate, I should be able to wear him down…”

As the cutting continued, Li Hao’s eyes grew brighter. His mastery over dissecting “ingredients” became increasingly refined. After all, the Mixed Heaven Saint’s self-healing acted as the perfect practice tool he could mutilate endlessly.

Ten times, a hundred, a thousand—the entire framework of the Mixed Heaven Saint’s body, every sinew and muscle fiber, had been laid entirely bare to Li Hao.

Within the Saint’s form, he discerned a Demon Core. It resembled a heart, yet behaved unlike those of typical Demons. Even if destroyed, it would regenerate immediately—it had ceased to be what one could call a true weakness.

Mastering the Three Immortal Extreme Realms meant that vulnerabilities such as the heart or throat were no longer weak points.

Splurt!

Accompanied by another slice of extraordinary precision, a fragment traced a Dao-like arc that seemed to “Enter Dao,” rupturing the exoskeleton of the Mixed Heaven Saint and forcing the underlying muscle to tense and expand uncontrollably.

Blood poured out in torrents, drenching Li Hao, who pursued unrelentingly.

The Mixed Heaven Saint’s pupils contracted slightly. The very spot where he exerted force had been severed cleanly by that strike. Though not fatal, it was enough to gravely wound him.

Even though his regeneration closed the injury within moments, the godlike precision of that cut left him shaken.

“He’s using me to practice his blade!”

The Mixed Heaven Saint trembled with rage, his blood-red gaze fixed on Li Hao with a hatred that burned like fire. He longed to devour him whole, yet no matter how vicious his onslaught, Li Hao’s vigor never faltered. In this battle of endurance, Li Hao was proving superior.

“The Second Ultimate Realm… so this path of yours is correct? Could the All Heavens Star Vein indeed be the path to the Second Ultimate Realm…”

The Mixed Heaven Saint glanced once at the starlight glimmering behind Li Hao, his heart simmering with fury and frustration. He realized staying to tangle further with Li Hao served no purpose.

He couldn’t kill Li Hao; instead, he was becoming a grinding stone for Li Hao’s growth, accelerating his mortal enemy’s progression with each passing moment.

Originally intending to consume this “Meat Pill” after it experienced the Three Calamities, he now found that after only one, it had become unpalatable.

Had he known this earlier, he would’ve joined forces with the Dragon Saint to kill Li Hao outright beforehand.

With his thoughts arranged, the Mixed Heaven Saint resolutely ceased wasting effort, turning abruptly to retreat along his original path.

It wasn’t too late to seek out the Dragon Saint now.

“Are you trying to flee?”

Noticing the Mixed Heaven Saint’s intent to leave, Li Hao instantly perceived his thoughts and shouted loudly.

The Mixed Heaven Saint froze for a moment, feeling an uncontrollable surge of qi and blood in his chest. He nearly choked from sheer frustration—he, a dignified Supreme Saint, had never endured such humiliation!

“I will kill you!”

Glaring ice-cold daggers at Li Hao, the Mixed Heaven Saint spun around and launched himself forward without looking back.

Li Hao’s expression shifted slightly. He immediately gave chase, unleashing the fragments to continue slicing at his enemy.

“Weren’t you going to eat me? Why are you running? Come back here!”

Li Hao taunted as he pursued.

A glimmer of irritation twitched in the Mixed Heaven Saint’s expression. He thought back to how he’d previously hunted Li Hao with leisurely confidence, deliberately waiting to widen the distance from the Dragon Saint before exerting his full strength—it was meant to prevent interruptions during his meal.

But now, the tables had turned entirely. It was he who was being chased, hounded endlessly by Li Hao’s jeering cries.