Gourmet of Another World

As a man who had ridden through waves and storms, Black Demon had seen all kinds of great terrors. The fact that he lived from the previous age to this proved his ability. And yet, a mere Two-revolution Little Saint was threatening him with words. Were all the Little Saints now so wild and arrogant?The killing intent in Black Demon’s scarlet eyes grew stronger as he looked at Bu Fang, who was standing in front of the restaurant. The Sword Demon Patriarch had asked him to kill this little chef, and he had not done that. He did not expect that the boy would come forth to seek his own death.In that case, he would grant the little chef’s wish!

Black Demon’s eyes shone with bright light as if dazzling killing intent was surging in them.

Nether King Er Ha and Prison Overlord Ying Long glanced at Bu Fang and shook their heads. Although he was amazing and had many extraordinary tricks up his sleeves, Bu Fang was just a chef, a chef who happened to be a Two-revolution Little Saint. His growth was fast, but no matter how fast he grew, he could not go beyond the real barrier between realms and fight a Nine-revolution Great Saint, could he?

He was no match for even a common Great Saint.

In the Netherworld, Great Saints were the supreme existences. Each of them had gone through countless hurdles to reach his or her level. They were the true rulers of this world.

Therefore, when Bu Fang walked out of the restaurant and made the threat, Nether King Er Ha and Prison Overlord Ying Long both did not think that he was serious.

Er Ha focused his eyes. The halberd in his hands spun, and terrible sharp energy kept gathering on it. The next moment, he swung it. The destructive energy immediately burst out of it, smashing toward Black Demon.

The bright red cloak on his back flapped loudly in the wind as he kicked the ground and threw himself at Black Demon. In an instant, the ground caved in and turned into a huge pit. Even as he drew nearer, he spun he halberd. The Will of the Great Path belonging to the small world he had condensed surged around him.

All those who had become Great Saints had condensed their own Will of the Great Path, and only then could they break free of the Netherworld’s restriction and walk in the starry sky. It was the privilege of Great Saints.

“You’re courting death!” Black Demon’s eyes became cold once again. He made a swing with the dagger, causing a thousand black streaks to soar into the sky. For a moment, it was as if the whole world was plunged into darkness.

The dagger and the halberd collided with a rumble, producing an earth-shaking explosion in an instant.

At the same time, Prison Overlord Ying Long flew over and swept out the Hollow Eye Staff. The ground was lifted, and countless rocks shot toward Black Demon.

The dagger made a slash again, cutting through the rocks that came crashing down from the sky like tofu and sending them to the ground.

Black Demon dashed forward. He had suppressed the curse in him, so his fighting capacity soared instantly. Moving like a phantom, he went into the turbulence behind the void. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Nether King Er Ha. He thrust his dagger smoothly, intending to cut Er Ha in half from head to toe.

An explosion rang out, and Er Ha sped away. Behind him, a streak of light that was the dagger, which was about ten thousand feet long, burst forth and cut the ground into pieces. Even the rushing water of the Yellow Spring River was cut in half.

All the experts watching the fight were silent, not daring to speak a word. They could only watch from a great distance at the clash between Great Saints. They did not dare to get too close.

Nether King Er Ha felt tremendous pressure. He could sense the amusement in Black Demon. Yes, amusement. After all, Black Demon was a Nine-revolution Great Saint, an expert much stronger than him. If Black Demon wanted to kill him, it would not be too difficult.

In fact, had Black Demon not been distracted by Nethery’s curse, he might have been defeated by now, and if it weren’t for Prison Overlord Ying Long’s support, he might have been dead.

“Your Highness… step aside!”

Ying Long’s voice rang out from behind him. Er Ha paused momentarily, then immediately moved thousands of miles away, exposing Black Demon.

Black Demon was slightly taken aback and glanced suspiciously at Ying Long.

All of a sudden, Ying Long’s eyes turned silver. The next moment, with a dragon roar, he transformed into a giant dragon about ten thousand feet long, hovering in midair and flapping his wings, stirring up storms. The Hollow Eye Staff was mounted on the dragon’s forehead, turning into a silver eye.

Then, a tiny beam of silver light shot out of the silver eye and turned into a twisting little dragon, which tore through the sky and sped toward Black Demon.

“A nice trick… I might be afraid if it were unleashed by that mangy dog, but you’re just a giant worm,” Black Demon sneered.

The next moment, he spun and turned into a pitch-black tornado. A small world emerged over his head. It was a dark world shrouded in black mist and enveloped in the terrors of darkness.

“How I miss this… When the Black Temple was at its peak, we held sway in the world… But now, we’ve fallen so low that even a giant worm is trying to bully me.” A nostalgic look appeared in Black Demon’s eyes. Then, he slowly thrust the dagger, on which the Will of the Great Path swirled. When it was upon the little silver dragon, he made a quick cross-cut. Plumes of black mist rolled out as if the Will of the Great Path had turned corporeal. Then, with a deafening rumble, the little dragon was cut in half by the dagger.

The next moment, Black Demon bolted over and began fighting the giant dragon in the sky. The battle quickly came to an end. Ying Long was, after all, nowhere near as strong as a Nine-revolution Great Saint. One of his wings was broken, and he had turned back to his human form. He fell from the sky and crashed into the ground, creating a huge pit.

Er Ha came at full speed and helped him up. At this moment, he looked much older than before and seemed dying.

“Too weak…” Black Demon burst out laughing in the sky. Then, he fixed his eyes at Er Ha. “The big worm is wounded, and you will be next… After staying silent for so long, it’s time for my Black Temple to show the world our prowess,” he said coldly.

As soon as he said that, he flung the dagger. The black Will of the Great Path swirled around it as if to crumble everything.

“DIE NOW!”

The dagger went straight at Nether King Er Ha.

Er Ha roared. His aura exploded out, scattering the clouds in the sky as he pointed his halberd at Black Demon.

“Are you ignoring me?” Suddenly, a faint voice echoed out, ringing in every ear.

Black Demon was slightly taken aback, while Er Ha’s movement paused. Even the people watching from a great distance were dumbstruck. An uproar quickly followed.

“Is this little chef… crazy?”

“This is a clash between Great Saints! Why is he poking his hand into it? He’s merely a Two-revolution Little Saint!”

“Any Great Saint could kill him with a finger!”

The crowd gasped and thought Bu Fang must be crazy.

Was Bu Fang really crazy? No, he wasn’t.

In his spirit sea, a liquid drop hovering over the golden book began to evaporate.

The System called these liquid drops the God of Cooking’s divine power. Could it be really the power of the God of Cooking? It sounded like one. In any case, just by looking at how the Artifact Spirits desired it, Bu Fang knew that it must be something amazing. Therefore, he decided to use a drop and tried its power.

Controlled by his mental force, the golden liquid drop began to evaporate at a rate visible to the naked eye. Before long, it completely disappeared in his spirit sea.

The Artifact Spirits watched in astonishment as Bu Fang used a drop of divine power. The Divine Dragon wore a painful look on his face as he said, “What a waste!”

After evaporating a drop of the divine power, Bu Fang slowly lifted a hand. His heart suddenly trembled as he seemed to sense a supreme aura exuding from him. It spread to the whole world, up to the skies and down the earth.

All of a sudden, a pair of eyes seemed to open in the chaos and fell onto Bu Fang. His hair stood on end instantly, and his flesh crept.

Buzz…

An invisible wave enveloped him from top to bottom in an instant, and he felt a power that was as vast as an ocean filling his body. It was the first time he felt this.

BOOM!

A shocking aura exploded out of his body, spreading out in ripples.

Everyone was struck dumb. Yin Long, who lay gasping on the ground, had his pupils constricted as he stared incredulously at Bu Fang, while Er Ha sucked in a cold breath, looking shocked and puzzled.

Black Demon narrowed his eyes. When he sensed the power that was howling like a storm, he stopped breathing. “This aura… This feeling…” There was a savage look flickering in his eyes. “I finally understand why the Sword Demon Patriarch asked me to kill you! Your aura is… identical to that man!”

The next moment, a blood-curdling roar exploded out in midair, sweeping through the sky like thunder. Black Demon tore the void and stepped into the turbulence, flying toward Bu Fang at full speed. In less than half a breath, he approached Bu Fang from several thousand miles away. The small world shrouded in black mist churned over his head, while the Will of the Great Path rumbled and turned into a pitch-black dagger in front of him, surging with power.

“A familiar aura but a different man… The reason the Sword Demon Patriarch wants to kill you is that you haven’t fully grown up! Even though you possessed that man’s legacy, you cannot stand up against a Great Saint with your cultivation base of a Two-revolution Little Saint! So… you can die now! You must die, and that evil girl must die as well!”

RUMBLE!

The void cracked and shattered, turning into a long stretch of turbulence about a thousand-mile long. At the same time, the violent power of the void approached Bu Fang, intending to pierce through his body.

Bu Fang was expressionless. The energy of Yin and Yang kept swirling on his Taotie Arm, while the golden liquid drop of the divine power, which had evaporated, seemed to rapidly spread through his whole body. There seemed to be a great suction in the arm, which kept drawing the divine power, causing his arm to turn golden and glow dazzlingly. The light was blinding like the sun, and the power was strong enough to destroy the world.

The look on Bu Fang’s face was indifferent and cold as if the use of the divine power had numbed his heart.

Er Ha and Ying Long stared with wide eyes and gasped.

In the distance, the experts watching the battle were terrified. They all thought that Bu Fang was about to be killed. The fact that Black Demon was able to turn a stretch of void about a thousand miles long into turbulence proved that he was incredibly strong! It was very likely that the attack would blast Bu Fang into nothingness!

Black Demon approached Bu Fang in a flash with monstrous killing intent!

“DIE NOW!”

As the words rang out, Black Demon made a cross-cut with the dagger. The Will of the Great Path surging around it caused the void to crumble.

Facing the dagger, Bu Fang only exhaled with an expressionless face. After evaporating a liquid drop, he had a feeling that he was above all things. Looking at Black Demon’s ferocious face, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, “As a Nine-revolution Great Saint, you are strong enough to destroy the world, but I have my… Taotie Arm.”

As soon as his voice rang out, he threw the golden fist at Black Demon.