Chapter 280: Celestis Restoration Art: A Familiar Legacy Across the Eight Domains
Celestis Restoration Art: A Familiar Legacy Across the Eight Domains
"This is... the Celestis Restoration Art."
Leon’s pupils contracted.
For the first time since entering this forgotten battlefield, genuine surprise appeared on his face.
The violent currents of Mana swirling across the sky no longer held his attention.
The old man’s schemes no longer mattered.
Even the endless abyss below seemed insignificant.
His eyes remained fixed on the pink-haired woman standing beneath the collapsing heavens.
The technique she had just displayed...
He recognized it instantly.
No.
It was impossible not to recognize it.
As the Division Master of Amethyst Summit Division and one of the core pillars of Celestis Academy, Leon knew every major inheritance of the academy.
Among them, none carried a higher status than the legendary technique currently unfolding before his eyes.
The Celestis Restoration Art.
The supreme inheritance of Celestis Academy.
The foundation that had allowed the academy to survive countless ages.
The sacred legacy said to have been passed down since the dawn of the Forsaken Domain.
Above the shattered battlefield, countless streams of silver-white Mana gathered around Anna like rivers returning to the sea.
The broken space healed.
Collapsed fragments of earth stabilized.
Even the chaotic energies left behind by the battle seemed to be forcefully restored to order.
It was as if heaven itself was being repaired.
Leon stood silently.
A strange feeling rose in his heart.
"How..."
His voice was barely audible.
"How does she know the Celestis Restoration Art?"
The wind swept through his black hair.
His purple eyes narrowed slightly.
Years ago, his late Teacher Zeon had told him many secrets about the world.
The Forsaken Domain.
The Eight Great Domains.
Ancient wars.
Lost inheritances.
Broken civilizations.
Yet never once had Zeon mentioned another Celestis Academy existing within the Celestial Crown Domain.
Leon suddenly recalled something.
Before the ancient catastrophe known as the Chaotic Calamity, the world had not been divided into separate domains.
Everything had once belonged to a single continent.
Countless orthodoxies had ruled together.
When the catastrophe arrived, mountains shattered.
Seas split apart.
Entire regions drifted away from one another.
Many inheritances disappeared forever.
Others survived by scattering across different domains.
A possibility surfaced in Leon’s mind.
Could it be...
The Celestis Academy of the Fallen Leaf Domain and the Celestis Academy of the Celestial Crown Domain originated from the same ancient source?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"If that’s true..."
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"When I return, I should discuss this with Headmaster Mike."
Anything involving the academy’s inheritance could not be ignored.
Especially not something this significant.
Far above the battlefield, Anna stood amidst a vortex of divine light.
Her pink hair danced wildly behind her.
The golden celestial flower patterns embroidered upon her robes shimmered one after another.
The surrounding sky darkened.
Thunder rolled across the horizon.
A massive crack tore open through the clouds.
For a brief moment, it seemed as though an invisible hand had ripped apart the heavens themselves.
The pressure increased dramatically.
Anna’s aura surged upward.
Every strand of her hair seemed illuminated by divine radiance.
Her beautiful face remained calm.
Yet the power surrounding her made even veteran experts feel suffocated.
The battlefield fell silent.
Even Drift Sword’s expression became serious.
His smile gradually disappeared.
His eyes revealed deep caution.
As someone who had fought Anna for days, he understood better than anyone how terrifying she truly was.
When she activated the Celestis Restoration Art, her combat power would increase to an absurd level.
One mistake could cost him his life.
Drift Sword immediately turned toward Leon.
A thought flashed through his mind.
This young man was the variable.
The deciding factor.
If he could obtain Leon’s support, today’s battle would end instantly.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and said respectfully,
"Fellow Daoist, this person is the Goddess of Celestis Academy in the Celestial Crown Domain, Anna. Her cultivation is at the middle stage of the Pinnacle Realm. Furthermore, she has inherited the legacy of the Celestial Restoration Goddess. Her strength is extremely shocking."
His tone carried both caution and urgency.
The battlefield trembled beneath Anna’s pressure.
The sky itself seemed unstable.
However, Drift Sword continued,
"However, Fellow Daoist, don’t worry. Although that Celestis Restoration Art is powerful, as long as the two of us join forces, we might be able to crack it."
As he spoke, calculations flashed through his mind.
If Leon attacked from the front while he attacked from the side, even Anna would struggle.
After all, neither of them were ordinary Pinnacle Realm experts.
The pressure of two opponents would be overwhelming.
Above the abyss, Anna remained composed.
The celestial light surrounding her flowed like a river of stars, illuminating the vast battlefield beneath her feet.
Her gaze briefly lingered on Leon.
Only for a moment.
Then she looked away.
Yet a trace of confusion flickered within her eyes.
She had expected many things after revealing the Celestis Restoration Art.
Shock.
Fear.
Caution.
Respect.
Most cultivators reacted the same way when facing the academy’s supreme inheritance.
Leon was different.
From beginning to end, he remained unusually relaxed.
There was no hostility in his eyes.
No greed.
No fear.
Instead, he looked at the technique as though he were examining something familiar.
That reaction puzzled her more than anything else.
Who exactly was he?
A cultivator from the Fallen Leaf Domain should not possess such knowledge.
Yet his expression suggested otherwise.
The thought lingered briefly before Anna suppressed it.
This was neither the time nor place for questions.
Still, for reasons she could not explain, she found herself paying more attention to him than to the battle itself.
Meanwhile, Leon listened quietly to Drift Sword’s proposal.
His expression gradually became more peculiar.
Join forces?
Attack Anna?
The idea sounded absurd to him.
The more he listened, the harder it became to understand how Drift Sword had arrived at that conclusion.
The more he listened, the more amused he became.
The corners of his lips twitched.
A smile appeared.
Drift Sword immediately became excited.
He misunderstood.
He thought Leon had agreed.
Excellent.
Absolutely excellent.
With Leon’s assistance, victory was guaranteed.
Unfortunately for him...
His excitement lasted only a few seconds.
Because at that exact moment, Leon slowly turned his head.
Their eyes met.
The smile on Leon’s face remained.
Yet for some reason, Drift Sword suddenly felt uneasy.
Very uneasy.
The atmosphere became strangely awkward.
Then—
Leon finally spoke.
His tone was calm.ss
Almost casual.
Yet every word struck like a hammer.
"Who wants to join forces with you? Am I very familiar with you?"
