A crimson island floated in the boundless starry sky.
The island was huge and shaped like an inverted cone. Its sharp corners drooped down like stalactites, making it look like a sharp sword that wanted to tear a corner of the void.
The crimson island kept drifting in the void in a regular arc.
On the island, there was a huge canyon that seemed to have been carved out with a knife. The canyon was steep and steep, and it was called the Abyss.
The Abyss had a long history, but its ending was tragic. After it was invaded by the Nether Prison, its resources were completely plundered, and countless Abyssal Demons were wiped out.
Today, most of the demons in the Abyss were mixed-blood Abyssal Demons.
As for pure-blooded Abyssal Demons, they were very rare.
Above the huge island …
One warship after another came from all directions and hovered above it.
The Abyssal Winged Dragons flapped their wings clumsily, slowly flew over, and landed on the island.
Not far from the Abyss, many warships and Abyssal Winged Dragons were anchored on the surface of the island.
The warships represented Nether Prison experts, while the Abyssal Winged Dragons might be experts who came to the Abyss to search for treasures or merchants who came to the Abyss to trade.
Inside a tall warship that exuded a chilly aura …
The door of the cabin opened.
Layers of crimson dust rose from the surface of the island.
Then, a group of people slowly walked out of the cabin.
Ying Ya and Liu Ya walked out unhurriedly. Ying Ya looked gentle and had a smile on his face.
However, Liu Ya looked indifferent.
"We've finally arrived at the Abyss …"
Ying Ya said with a smile.
"The Qilin Chef Feast is already waiting for us, but can those people from the Heaven Chief Realm make it?" A man in a black chef robe walked out of the warship with a faint smile on his face.
He was the man who had fought with Ying Ya on the warship.
"It doesn't matter if they come or not … I didn't think they could make it to the Abyss when I sent out the invitations. After all, there are so many gifts waiting for them," Ying Ya said with a smile.
A gust of wind blew over, rolling up the crimson sand and causing Ying Ya's gray-white hair to flutter.
The man chuckled and shook his head.
"You don't understand. Although you have learned a lot of cooking skills from us, you don't know what the Heaven Chief Realm means to us. If I can really defeat the Heaven Chief Realm's Heaven Chief in cooking, it will be very good for my future growth. So, I hope they can come here."
"How unreasonable. Since you hoped that they would rush over, why did you send people to intercept them …" The corner of Ying Ya's mouth twitched. His smile became a little chilling.
"Thinking is one thing, doing is another …"
The man chuckled and strode toward the bottomless abyss.
Ying Ya's eyes narrowed as he stared at the latter. He gently exhaled and followed after them.
Although he was not a member of the Nether Chef Clan, if he could obtain the Divine Chef's legacy, it would be of great help to him in the future.
He was now the leader of the younger generation, but if he obtained the Divine Chef's inheritance …
In the future, he might become the leader of Nether Prison.
This is a different concept.
As long as one has ambition, the future will always be different.
In this Qilin Chef Feast, the only ones who could really threaten him were the few geniuses of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan.
As for the people from the Heaven Chief Realm …
They might have been killed and turned into dregs by now.
…
They were indeed killed and turned into dregs.
However, it was not Bu Fang and the others who were killed, but the Shadow Demon warship in the distance.
Bu Fang's crimson Vermilion Robe was fluttering and flapping noisily.
The flaming wings on his back flapped, sending flaming feathers flying.
With a flick of his finger, a silver stream of light fell like a meteor and sped toward the warship in the distance.
The meteor was very small, like a speck of dust compared to the towering warship.
However, as the speck of dust sped through the air, it stirred up a mighty wave that made the eyes of the people on the warship narrow.
It never occurred to Yang Zheng that Bu Fang still had a trick up his sleeve. 'How many trump cards does that young man have?
He always pulls out unimaginably terrible trump cards when people think he's at the end of his rope.
Earlier, it was the crescent moon dumplings, and now … a huge dried pot. '
Compared with the crescent moon dumplings, the terrible fluctuation contained in the dried pot was even more frightening.
With a ripping sound, the sky seemed to be torn apart.
The dried pot kept spinning, and a rich aroma spread from it.
A white flame burned under the silver lotus, and wisps of hot air and immortal energy kept rising from the pot.
Anyone who smelled it would feel something different.
The warship of the Shadow Demon Clan crushed the void and brought terrible pressure.
It kept approaching Bu Fang and the others.
At the front of the warship stood a Little Saint of the Shadow Demon Clan.
The Little Saint's eyes were focused, and he dared not to be careless.
Just now, he saw with his own eyes that a Little Saint was killed by that young man.
That was the Little Saint, the Little Saint of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan!
Among the nine clans in Nether Prison, the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan ranked higher than the Shadow Demon Clan, so the Little Saint was definitely not weaker than him.
However …
A Little Saint with that kind of cultivation base was killed.
That was the most frightening thing.
Therefore, the Little Saint of the Shadow Demon Clan dared not to be careless.
"Attack the warship … Kill them!"
Looking at the silver dried pot speeding toward them, the Little Saint tensed up and let out a loud cry.
His voice rang out in the void.
It made the void tremble.
As soon as his voice rang out …
On the battleship, many deep holes suddenly appeared.
Frightening energy was gathering at the entrance of the cave.
Rays of white light converged on the warship and shot out.
Their speed was so fast that they seemed to have turned into beams of light in the boundless void, crashing toward the Perishing Pot with the intention of wiping it out completely.
However, they might not know the power of the Perishing Pot.
They didn't know the principle behind it either.
Bu Fang's eyes narrowed when he saw the surging energy bursting out of the Perishing Pot.
Then, he asked You to start the Netherworld Ship, and a group of people landed on it. Then, he told You to fly away in an instant.
The Perishing Pot was extremely violent, and now it had absorbed so much energy to detonate it.
The destructive fluctuation it produced …
It was enough to destroy everything.
By now, the power of the Perishing Pot was no longer within Bu Fang's control.
It was mainly due to the influx of energy from the battleships that the energy in the Dried Pot had reached a critical point of destruction.
BOOM!
A deafening rumble rang out.
An explosion rang out.
In the void, the spinning Perishing Pot suddenly burst into a dazzling light. The white light rose like a scorching sun, shining brilliantly and illuminating the whole void as if it were daytime.
Everyone on the Shadow Demon Warship was stunned. The Little Saint stared blankly at the bright white light at the front of the warship.
He had never seen such brilliance before.
RUMBLE!
The light was dazzling. After a long time, he heard a deafening rumble.
It made his eardrums feel as if they were about to burst, and his mind trembled.
The Little Saint was in a trance. The next moment, he widened his eyes and saw the appearance of the Perishing Pot in the distance.
The Perishing Pot was spinning.
It kept enlarging. A brilliant white lotus blotted out the sky and began to expand crazily.
Under the white lotus was boiling energy. It devoured some of the void turbulence and destroyed everything that got close to it.
What a terrible force it was!
The Shadow Demon Clan experts on the warship stared blankly.
The next moment, they felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads, chilling them to the bone.
They shuddered and were filled with fear.
"Run!"
The Perishing Pot devoured everything and pressed toward the warship. They could only run. If they didn't, they would be completely devoured like the warship!
The lotus seemed to be born of destruction, and it made people despair.
One figure after another flew out of the warship.
Just like the defeated team of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan.
There was a big battle before, but this time … it was even more direct. A Perishing Pot scared off a team.
BOOM!
A loud rumble rang out.
The Perishing Pot collided with the warship and devoured it in an instant.
A loud explosion rang out.
The Perishing Pot boiled to the extreme and finally erupted with endless energy.
Flames spread in the void and soared into the sky.
Accompanied by a deafening explosion that sounded like the end of the world, the void seemed to be cracked by the impact.
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The terrifying shockwave rippled out in all directions like a ripple …
Rumbling sounds filled the air.
The shadow demon experts who were too slow to escape were swept up by the aftershocks. Their bodies exploded, turning into balls of fire and howling in agony.
The Little Saint walked frantically in the void, trying to avoid the aftershocks of the Perishing Pot.
However, he was horrified to find that he couldn't escape.
The ripples came and swept over his body.
The Little Saint turned around and roared.
He raised his palm and met the destructive ripples head-on.
With a boom, his whole body seemed to explode, and blood spattered everywhere.
His eyes were filled with horror, and blood oozed out of his pores. In just a flash, he had turned into a bloody man.
The explosion was too terrible!
The Netherworld Ship sped away.
Standing on the deck, Realm Lord Ditte sucked in a cold breath.
What kind of power was that?!
Bu Fang's Perishing Pot seemed to be stronger than before.
"They're courting death … They used the warship's violent energy beams to hit the Perishing Pot, causing it to explode twice as much … It's at least twice as much energy as before … It's enough to blast a Little Saint into nothingness."
Standing on the warship, Bu Fang said, his face pale.
After saying that, he poured a mouthful of tea into his mouth.
The amount of mental energy needed to activate the violent energy in the Dried Pot was simply too great.
The greater the power, the greater the price.
If it weren't for the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea, Bu Fang's spirit sea would have collapsed long ago.
RUMBLE!
Ripples spread out, battering against the Netherworld Ship, causing it to sway unceasingly.
However, under You's control, the Netherworld Ship steadily sailed into the distance.
Yang Zheng's eyes were dull.
It wasn't just Yang Zheng. His subordinates were also scared out of their wits.
One move.
Just one move …
The elite squad of the Shadow Demon Clan, which was led by a Little Saint, was completely destroyed. It was almost like the whole squad was wiped out.
The warship collapsed, and the Little Saint fled, covered in blood.
The few people from the Immortal Cooking Realm had escaped another calamity.
Looking at the surging mushroom cloud and the earth-shattering power, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Yang Zheng knew that even he would be killed in an instant if he had to face that mushroom cloud.
That kind of attack could only be resisted by an existence at the level of a Three-revolution Little Saint!
"Wait! Where are the people from the Heaven Chief Realm?! "
All of a sudden, Yang Zheng recovered from his shock. His eyes narrowed as he roared.
His subordinates were also puzzled and surprised.
The people from the Heaven Chief Realm had disappeared.
"Search for them! They will never use such a powerful attack a second time. This time, they are really at their wits' end! "
Yang Zheng roared.
His subordinate glanced at Yang Zheng, saying with some worry, "Your Excellency, you said the same thing before …"
Yang Zheng froze, glaring at his subordinate.
His subordinates didn't dare to say anything else.
Roar! Roar!
Roar! Dragon roars resounded.
They immediately mounted their Tiger Winged Dragons and sped away, chasing into the distance.
In the distance …
They saw a pitch-black Netherworld Ship.
"Found it!"
Yang Zheng's eyes flashed.
On the Netherworld Ship …
You furrowed her brows, walking to the stern and looking into the distance.
Dense dragon roars and tiger roars resounded from there.
Nether Prison soldiers were chasing after them.
Realm Lord Ditte's face was extremely unsightly …
One wave, two waves, three waves …
Nether Prison had gone too far … Enough is enough.
Three waves of attacks … They were trying to kill him.
Wasn't it just a Qilin Chef Feast?
Bu Fang drank the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea to restore his mental force. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the approaching Nether Prison experts on the backs of the Tiger Winged Dragons.
On the back of the leading Tiger Winged Dragon …
Yang Zheng's eyes shone brightly.
With a long roar, a ferocious goat's head emerged behind him.
Terrible energy fluctuations were about to spill toward the Netherworld Ship.
Bu Fang exhaled softly.
"It seems there's no other way … I can only use that trick."
Bu Fang said.
You and the others froze. Did Bu Fang still have a trump card?
Under everyone's curious gazes, Bu Fang took out a silver Perishing Pot.
He stood expressionlessly on the deck, facing Yang Zheng, and waved the Perishing Pot in his hand.
A faint voice rang out in the void.
"Guess if I can make this Perishing Pot explode again …"
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