In the center of the floating island was the abyss.
The abyss looked as if it had been cut by a sharp sword. The gap was huge, and the cliffs on both sides were extremely steep.
On both sides of the abyss, there was a city shrouded in sand.
This city was built on top of yellow sand. It was an earthy yellow color and gave off a feeling of dilapidation.
There were no towering buildings here, and the city walls were covered with mottled marks, such as sword marks, claw marks, and knife marks.
Today, the once dilapidated city was bustling with activity.
The crowd was moving, and the noise was deafening.
In the center of the city was a simple square, which was left by the experts of the past.
A terrible aura spread in the square and enveloped the whole world.
Flames surged, and the sound of cooking and cheering rang out constantly.
Realm Lord Ditte and City Lord Mengqi walked awkwardly in the square.
They were surrounded by some playful gazes.
Obviously, they were very curious about why they could come here.
"Your Highness … Long time no see."
The crowd parted.
A figure slowly walked over.
It was Ying Ya. He was very surprised that Realm Lord Ditte could come here.
'Is this guy a cockroach that can't be killed?
How could he not die? '
If he was not mistaken, there were at least three teams that went to kill the Heaven Chief Realm, and each team was led by a Little Saint expert.
The Heaven Chief Realm could not stop such a lineup.
Whether it was the Nether Chef team, his Shadow Demon team, or even the Horned Demon team, the Heaven Chief Realm could not stop them.
That was why he was surprised.
Realm Lord Ditte gave Ying Ya a deep look.
He felt very aggrieved. If it weren't for Bu Fang and You, they would have been killed by the merciless bombardment.
This Qilin Chef Feast could be said to be a trap for him. Of course, Realm Lord Ditte also knew that he did not have the qualifications to have the other party specially design a Qilin Chef Feast.
The other party just used the upcoming feast to trick him.
However, he still felt very aggrieved.
There was a surge of anger in his heart.
Since he was already at the Qilin Chef Feast, the other party wouldn't attack him.
Although the people of Nether Prison were shameless, they still cared about the Qilin Chef Feast.
Ying Ya indeed didn't have the intention to kill Realm Lord Ditte.
He wanted to see how strong a Qilin Chef from the Heaven Chief Realm was.
Didn't that monster from the Nine Revolution Clan want to compete with the Qilin Chef from the Heaven Chief Realm?
Only then would there be no regrets. Let them compete.
In any case, he would not give up the Divine Chef's inheritance.
The Nether Chef Clan was his competitor.
As for the person from the Heaven Chief Realm, he did not regard him as an opponent at all.
The two of them weren't on the same level, so he didn't need to worry.
In the distance.
The genius of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan also looked over. He was holding a scarlet wine cup, in which he was swirling the wine.
Sensing Ying Ya's gaze, the corners of his lips curled upward as he gulped down a mouthful of wine.
"I have something to do so I will take my leave first. Sir Realmlord, I will wish you good luck."
Ying Ya said with a smile.
Then, he turned and left with Liu Ya.
Realm Lord Ditte focused his eyes as he watched them leave.
He clenched his fists.
He had to get the Divine Chef's inheritance!
The Heaven Chief Realm was in desperate need of a Divine Chef, and if he couldn't get the inheritance, he would feel sorry for Bu Fang's efforts.
…
In a gloomy cave …
Cold water droplets dripped down and smashed onto the stone.
A dent was left in the rock, which should have been dripping water all year round.
Bu Fang stood there, his divine perception slowly spreading out.
After practicing mental force cultivation for so long, Bu Fang's divine perception had reached a very strong level.
His mental force was strong, but he didn't have the corresponding cultivation method, so it was difficult for him to release its power.
In Bu Fang's divine perception, a group of experts was lurking outside the cave.
Outside the cave was a group of experts, who came from the Abyss. Bu Fang had a conflict with the law enforcers of the Abyss, so he was very familiar with this aura.
It was the aura of the law enforcers.
One of them was a One-revolution Little Saint, although he was much weaker than a Judge.
Although he was much weaker than a Judge, he was, after all, a Little Saint.
Bu Fang didn't show the slightest respect for the law enforcers. They were a group of arrogant people who loved killing and had no respect for life.
Both the law enforcers and the Judges were the same.
At this moment, Bu Fang had the impulse to completely annihilate this team.
However, he needed to figure out why this team was lying in ambush here.
It should be a team of law enforcers.
There were three half-step Saints, dozens of Nine-star True Immortals, and a Little Saint.
They were no weaker than the Nether Prison team that intercepted them in the void turbulence.
Bu Fang withdrew his divine perception. His mental force trembled like water and covered his body like gauze, isolating him from the others' senses.
There were so many Judges in different positions.
If they surrounded Bu Fang, he would be in trouble.
However …
Since they were separated, it didn't matter to Bu Fang.
It would be a little difficult for him to deal with a half-step Saint if he didn't use some tricks.
However, it was much easier for him to deal with a Nine-star True Immortal law enforcer. He could knock him out with the wok.
On the bluestone …
A Nine-star True Immortal sat cross-legged on it. He seemed to be recuperating his mind.
Suddenly …
The Nine-star True Immortal's heart skipped a beat.
He opened his eyes as if a sharp sword had shot through them.
"Who's there?!"
The Nine-star True Immortal bellowed, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Then, he shot up into the sky.
Bu Fang glanced awkwardly at the Nine-star True Immortal. He didn't expect the other party to have such keen senses.
"Trying to trick me? You're courting death! "
The Nine-star True Immortal bellowed coldly.
The next moment, he was ready to erupt his aura.
The fact that this man was here meant that their team's hiding place had been exposed.
He had to get rid of this boy quickly, inform the captain, and change their hiding place.
Otherwise, it would have a negative impact on the Great Judge's plan.
Bu Fang's face turned cold.
He really didn't have the talent to be an assassin.
But that didn't matter. His goal was to become a God of Cooking who stood at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world.
Well … a violent God of Cooking.
He would knock all these people out with a single wok.
Boom!
The moment the Nine-star True Immortal moved …
Bu Fang threw out a Divine Seal Dumpling.
When a person was ready to fight with you, but you were on guard and the other party threw a dumpling at you, your first reaction would be … confusion.
Dodging was secondary.
But it was too late to dodge.
"Explode."
Bu Fang spat out one word.
The next moment …
A dazzling brilliance burst forth.
In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the Nine-star True Immortal.
The latter's eyes instantly shrank. His throat, which he had intended to tear open, was unable to make any sound at this moment.
What kind of trick was that?!
That dumpling … What kind of hidden weapon was that?!
A touch of fear rose in the Nine-star True Immortal's heart, and he couldn't move.
This feeling was … hopeless.
He struggled out of his despair, but soon, a pitch-black wok kept enlarging in front of him …
Boom!
The wok smashed down.
The Nine-star True Immortal, whose defense had been reduced by the Divine Seal Dumpling, was hit by the wok, and he fainted on the ground.
Bu Fang exhaled softly.
He walked up to the Nine-star True Immortal, raised one hand, grabbed him, and dragged him into the darkness.
Although Bu Fang's movement was very small …
But …
After the Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert was defeated, the law enforcers reacted.
On the peak of the gravel mountain, where the yellow sand was blowing …
A Little Saint sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes.
It was as if the whole world had dimmed.
The Little Saint opened his mouth and said to a half-step Saint in the distance, "There's a bug in the team. Go and kill it. Don't ruin the Great Judge's plan."
A moment later …
The half-step Saint soared into the sky, nodded at the Little Saint, and sped toward the place where the accident happened.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back.
The Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert slowly woke up, and soon, his eyes widened.
"Tell me … what is the purpose of you hiding here?"
Bu Fang asked indifferently, looking at the True Immortal with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Don't even think about knowing our plan … You're dead … You're dead … You're dead!"
The Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert sneered as soon as he saw Bu Fang. The corners of his mouth curled up as if he was looking at a dead man.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows.
"Fine, that doesn't matter. Let me ask you another question …"
Bu Fang took a deep breath and said.
"Ask me … I'm not sure I'll answer."
The True Immortal grinned.
Bam!
A black wok smashed down on his head.
The Nine-star True Immortal was dumbfounded.
"Don't interrupt. I didn't ask you to speak, so shut up."
Bu Fang held the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in one hand and gave the Law Enforcer a sideways glance.
The Law Enforcer's face turned red.
"Kill me if you want, but don't humiliate me! I'm a Law Enforcer!"
The Law Enforcer bellowed.
Bam!
A wok smashed his head.
"I told you to stop talking. Why won't you listen?!"
"I … I'm a Law Enforcer …"
Bam!
Another wok smashed his head.
"So what if you're a Law Enforcer? Say one more word! "
"I …"
Bam!
Another wok.
"You're really something … You still dare to speak."
Bu Fang calmly smashed his wok again. The Law Enforcer's head was smashed, and blood spurted out.
His face was filled with despair and indignation.
Can't I keep quiet? The Law Enforcer had never met such a person before. What's wrong with saying a few words? Do you have to hit me with a black wok?
"You're hiding here because of the Judge's plan, aren't you? Tell me, where is the Judge's location?" Bu Fang said indifferently.
The Law Enforcer's head was swollen, and he stared at Bu Fang with wide eyes.
"You … Why are you looking for the Judge?!"
This guy didn't kidnap him to destroy the team?
Instead, he was looking for the Judge?
What kind of trick was this?
"Kill him."
Bu Fang held a wok in one hand and looked at the Law Enforcer.
Kill him?
The Law Enforcer froze for a moment, then his pupils constricted.
Even the weakest Judge was a Second Stage Little Saint.
This young man in front of him was only a Nine-star True Immortal, but he wanted to kill a Judge with some strange means.
He must be seriously ill.
Bu Fang's voice rang out.
The Law Enforcer didn't answer.
In the distance, a terrifying aura approached at high speed.
Bu Fang frowned.
His mind flickered.
The array flickered.
Then, Xiao Bai's figure emerged from it.
"You want to kill the Judge? Who do you think you are?"
Outside the cave, a cold voice filled with disdain came flying in.
The sound of something piercing through the air rang out.
In the blink of an eye, a half-step Saint arrived. Holding a long black knife, he slashed it down at Bu Fang.
A deafening whistle rang out.
The Law Enforcer, who was stunned by Bu Fang's black wok, became excited.
"Your Excellency … Save me!"
Bam!
Another wok.
"Didn't I tell you not to talk? Why won't you listen? "
Bu Fang said, glancing at the Law Enforcer.
The latter looked sad and hopeless.
'You have the wok, so you call the shots.'
However, since a half-step Saint had come, it meant that the boy had been exposed.
What he needed to bear now was the wrath of the entire team of law enforcers!
Once he was free …
He was definitely going to use this black wok to smash this brat to death!!
RUMBLE!
In the cave, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A terrible fluctuation spread.
The next moment …
The smoke and dust dispersed.
The Law Enforcer's pupils constricted.
In the distance …
A huge iron puppet was holding a crimson iron rod. The iron rod had become slender, and it pierced through the half-step Saint's head, leaving a hole in the latter's head.
Blood gushed out.
The iron puppet summoned by the young man was a half-step Saint.
One blow to the head?!
Boom!
On the peak of the mountain …
The eyes of the Little Saint narrowed.
The next moment, he stood up.
"How dare you kill a half-step Saint of my team … You're courting death! Everyone pay attention, everyone, attack!! "
A cold voice tore through heaven and earth.
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