Gourmet of Another World

The Nether Prison army rushed out of the entrance like locusts, making one’s scalp tingle.

However, it was nothing to Bu Fang.

Seven steaming explosive meatballs streaked across the sky, like seven meteors with long tails.

Bu Fang found that these meatballs were more suitable for attacking a large group of enemies. The chain reaction caused by its instantaneous explosions was a nightmare, especially for enemies that came in great numbers.

Nether energy billowed and rocked. As soon as the Nether Prison experts squeezed out of the entrance, they found Bu Fang. Of course, they saw the explosive meatballs as well, but in these experts’ eyes, they were just ordinary meatballs.

In just a twinkle, the meatballs had fallen into the crowd.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With several explosions in succession, an astonishing explosive force erupted while columns of flames surged into the sky. The destructive waves caused by the chain explosion of seven meatballs seemed to destroy everything, and in an instant, the sky was engulfed by a boundless sea of fire.

The Immortal Chefs, who were beating the four poor guys, stopped and looked up at the sky.

They saw a mushroom cloud rising into the sky and spreading slowly.

‘What a horrible explosion!’ was the first thought that came to everyone’s mind as they gasped. The Great Demon King had become more and more terrifying. Could all the Nether Prison experts have been killed by just seven explosive meatballs?

Bu Fang stood in midair with his hands clasped behind his back, the flaming wings still spread out. He was not in a hurry to attack again. He just looked at the rolling flaming clouds patiently.

Soon, the flaming clouds dissipated. One Nether Prison expert after another fell and crashed into the ground, shrieking and howling.

Bu Fang looked on indifferently, the expression on his face remained unchanged. Although the lethality of seven explosive meatballs was tremendous, it was impossible for them to kill all the enemies. The Perishing Pot might have done it.

With a thought, a magic array appeared next to him. Shrimpy, laying on his shoulder, brightened up instantly.

The array began to spin. Soon, lightning arcs could be seen darting out of it. Then, with a mechanical sound, Whitey floated out of the array.

Whitey had finally completed its evolution. The lightning on its body was filled with shocking destructive force, and its mechanical eyes shone like stars.

“Whitey, it’s time to exercise your body,” Bu Fang glanced at it and said faintly.

Upon hearing his words, the metal wings on Whitey’s back spread out, and a suit of armor emerged on its body. Then, it took the War God Stick out of the black hole in its stomach, which had lightning arcs dancing across its fiery scarlet surface.

The next moment, Whitey fixed its flashing mechanic eyes at those Nether Prison experts who survived the explosive meatballs.

Shrimpy gave a squeak and shot into the sky, transforming into a giant.

Whitey stepped on Shrimpy’s back and sped away, heading toward the Nether Prison experts in the distance.

These Nether Prison experts were very confused. It was not easy for them to enter the third layer of the Immortal Cooking Realm, but as soon as they arrived, they were struck by a terrible explosion that killed many of them. Those who survived were mostly Nine-star True Immortal Realm experts.

The survivors had tough fleshly bodies. Even though the explosive meatballs contained the Will of the Great Path, it was not that easy to kill them.

“Damn it! How dare you set a trap for us!”

“Unforgivable!”

“All of you will die!”

The remaining Nether Prison experts gnashed their teeth. The fact that they were almost completely wiped out had infuriated them.

Whitey remained standing on Shrimpy. The look in its eyes didn’t change.

Bu Fang looked on with great interest. He was curious to know what level Whitey’s fighting capacity had reached now.

Boom!

One tornado after another rose into the sky. The combat power of these Nether Prison Nine-star True Immortals was quite amazing.

However, Whitey was not in the least afraid. It didn’t hesitate to sweep out the War God Stick in its grip.

All of a sudden, Shrimpy’s body burst into lightning. Perhaps because of the lightning, its speed increased abruptly, propelling the two of them straight through the void.

The stick instantly smashed the head of a Nether Prison expert!

The sudden increase in Shrimpy’s speed shocked everyone. Its movement, which was as fast as lightning, had caught all the Nether Prison experts unprepared.

Even the Immortal Chefs on the wall gasped. They naturally knew the Great Demon King’s Earth Immortal Puppet—it had shown extraordinary talents in the Immortal Chef Tournament. However, no matter how powerful it was, it was only an Earth Immortal Puppet! Why could it kill a Nine-star True Immortal? Had it advanced to a Heaven Immortal Puppet? But even a Heaven Immortal Puppet might not be so strong, right?

Sure enough, anything impossible would become possible when they got close to the Great Demon King.

Whitey’s flashy eyes were cold and merciless.

Bu Fang stared at it. He felt more and more that Whitey was beginning to have human emotions. Of course, he didn’t mind at all. Even if Whitey really became a human being, it was still Whitey.

Bolts of lightning flashed and streaked across the air as the War God Stick grew larger and larger in the eyes of those Nether Prison experts.

With a series of explosive noises, one head after another burst like watermelons.

Before long, all the Nether Prison experts had fallen.

Whitey held the War God Stick with one hand as lightning arcs danced across its surface.

Bu Fang was very satisfied. It seemed he had not prepared the imperial feast in Goddess City for nothing. After eating so many lightning punishments, Whitey finally advanced to a stronger level.

“Whitey, fight your way into the fifth layer,” Bu Fang said.

Whitey nodded. It swung the metal wings on its back and sped toward the entrance, carrying Shrimpy with it. In just a flash, both of them had disappeared.

Bu Fang exhaled softly, then took a step forward and flew up toward the entrance as well.

Meng Qi clenched her teeth. She wanted to follow and fight along with Bu Fang, but she was severely wounded now and had lost her ability to fight again. She would be a burden if she tagged along, and it was not what she wanted. Therefore, she could only pray that Bu Fang could create another miracle, that he could save the Immortal Cooking Realm from destruction, and that he, indeed, had brought back the… Spring of Life.

…

After entering the fourth layer, Bu Fang finally understood why Meng Qi brought the Immortal Chefs in the fourth layer to the third layer.

The sky was filled with cracks, looking like it was about to shatter. It had become so low that it was as if you could touch it with your hand. The air was filled with constant rumbling as the fifth layer kept falling down and was about to crash into the fourth layer.

The situation had become dire.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes. Without wasting time, he followed Shrimpy and Whitey, who had transformed into a bolt of lightning, and flew straight toward the entrance to the fifth layer.

Boom!

Whitey had just arrived at the entrance of the fifth layer when he began to fight the Nether Prison experts.

Clearly, the Nether Prison experts had sealed up the entrance.

According to Meng Qi, City Lord Zou and Realm Lord Di Tai were fighting the Nether Prison experts in the fifth layer.

Bu Fang had to find Realm Lord Di Tai because he needed the latter’s Immortal Tree seed.

The blockage made Whitey roll its mechanic eyes. The next moment, the War God Stick grew thick and huge, as if it was given life, then smashed toward the entrance.

The sound of bombing resounded incessantly.

The stick shoved right through the entrance.

Whitey placed its huge palm on the stick. It seemed that it intended to suppress the opponents by force.

Meanwhile, many Nether Prison experts were resisting the War God Stick on the other side. They had to pour in all their strength to barely stop it from coming through.

Bu Fang flapped the flaming wings on his back and flew next to Whitey, then reached out his slender and fair arm and pressed the palm on the War God Stick.

A tingling sensation caused by the lightning flowed into his hand through the stick.

Bu Fang slightly arched his brows as he sent all his strength into his palm.

Rumble!

A mighty force exploded. The next moment, the roars of the Taoties emerged from his hand as the bandage on his arm unraveled. Soon, the War God Stick was out of the blockage.

The stick crashed down on the Nether Prison experts, throwing them into confusion and knocking them backward. Some of them were coughing blood, while some had their arms broken.

After rushing into the fifth layer, the War God Stick transformed back to its original size and was held by Whitey.

The entrance of the fifth layer was already in ruins, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of death and destruction.

Bu Fang glanced around with his hands clasped behind his back.

The once prosperous fifth layer of the Immortal Cooking Realm was now littered with wreckage and destruction. Its entrance was clearly destroyed many times, but in the end, it was still opened by the enemy.

At this moment, violent energy fluctuations were spreading in the distance.

Bu Fang turned his gaze in that direction and saw Realm Lord Di Tai locked in a fierce battle with a giant devil.

Realm Lord Di Tai was shrouded in golden light. Apparently, he had borrowed the Immortal Cooking Realm’s Will of the Great Path.

The battle was very bitter.

Suddenly, Bu Fang turned around and looked into another direction. There, City Lord Zou was surrounded by many Nether Prison experts. He was bathed in blood and seemed to have lost consciousness, barely leaning against a black wok.

The look in Bu Fang’s eyes turned complicated. He glanced at Realm Lord Di Tai, then at City Lord Zou.

After that, he transformed into a flaming Vermillion Bird, rose into the sky, and sped toward City Lord Zou.

“Come! You bunch of… bastards! I… I can still fight! Come here! Let me kill you with… with… my fingers!” City Lord Zou murmured almost unconsciously with blood trickling down his nose and mouth. His true energy had run out, and now, he had no more strength to fight.

However, the Nether Prison experts around him seemed to hesitate. They didn’t dare to attack rashly and just stared at him cautiously, because no one knew if he still had some trump cards that could kill them altogether.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle approached.

A Nether Prison expert, who was about to kill City Lord Zou, felt a chill run down his back.

The next moment, a stick came crashing down in front of him.

Bu Fang, Whitey, and Shrimpy had arrived.

The Nether Prison experts instantly shifted their eyes to Bu Fang and the others.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Plumes of Nether energy thrust into the sky.

“Whitey, I’ll let you handle them. Don’t strip them. Just… kill them all,” Bu Fang patted Whitey on the stomach.

Whitey’s eyes turned crimson in an instant as if it had changed into another mode. With a slashing sound, the metal wings on its back spread, propelling him forward.

The War God Stick began to spin rapidly in its hand like a wheel, stirring up gusts of strong wind. Opposite it, the Nether Prison experts shouted and cried. Streams of Nether energy rained down on it, but they were all blown back. The next moment, Whitey fell into the Nether Prison army.

A mass slaughter had begun!

Whitey kept swinging the War God Stick. Shrieks and howls rang incessantly as one Nether Prison expert after another was knocked flying back, coughing blood!

Bu Fang walked toward City Lord Zou. Soon, he came next to him.

City Lord Zou had already lost his consciousness. Blood kept dripping down his nose and mouth.

Bu Fang sighed. He flipped his palm and took out a crystal fruit of life, then shoved it into City Lord Zou’s mouth.

As the fruit went down his throat, City Lord Zou’s wounds began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.

“What? This guy has an ally?”

“Why put up a last-ditch fight? The Immortal Cooking Realm is decaying, and none of you can save it…”

“Just face your death…”

Voices rang out not far away from Bu Fang. Two half-step Sacred Realm experts were staring at him with mocking looks. They were supposed to fight Realm Lord Di Tai, but after the latter broke through to Little Saint realm and locked the giant devil in a fierce fight, they had nothing else to do. Now, when they saw Bu Fang arrive, they quickly came over to fight him.

The Heaven Immortal Puppet in the distance had already been dealt with by another half-step Sacred Realm expert. They wanted to wipe out all hopes of the Immortal Cooking Realm.

They could tell that Bu Fang was at Nine-star True Immortal Realm. He was strong, but since they were half-step Sacred Realm experts, they didn’t take him seriously at all.

Without waiting for Bu Fang to say anything, the two half-step Sacred Realm experts moved. They transformed into two streams of black light and appeared in front of Bu Fang in just a flash. Killing intent pervaded the air as terrifying Nether energy swirled and spread out of their bodies.

As half-step Sacred Realm experts, they could incorporate the Will of the Great Path in their attacks, which made them extremely formidable.

Their eyes were cold, and their killing intent towered into the sky. Together, each of them took out a black knife filled with Nether Prison’s Will of the Great Path and slashed down toward Bu Fang!

They wanted to kill Bu Fang with just a single slash!