The Nether Prison army retreated in defeat.
The Great Sage of Nether Prison also retreated because of the Lord Gou's appearance and the suppression of Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.
A fierce invasion war ended with the defeat of the Nether Prison army.
Of course, everyone knew that this was not the end. Although the Nether Prison army was defeated, they would surely make a comeback, and the next time would be even more tragic.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch and Di Ting, the strongest expert among the nine Nether Prison clans, did not take part in the battle, though for some reason.
For some reason, it gave Earth Prison a chance to catch its breath.
Tyrant Patriarch was dead.
Once the news got back to Nether Prison, the whole place would be in an uproar.
Tyrant Patriarch, the Great Sage of the Perfected Realm, the soul of the Tyrant Clan, had fallen in this war.
To the experts of the Tyrant Lineage, this was simply like a disaster, shocking and shocking.
Without Tyrant Patriarch, the status of the Tyrant Clan would decline sharply, and they would even become the weakest of the nine clans.
Although the Great Sage was still in charge of the Tyrant Clan, the loss of Tyrant Patriarch, who could support the whole clan, made it difficult for the Tyrant Clan to have that kind of power.
The battlefield of the stars gradually became quiet.
All that was left were the broken meteorites and the Great Sage's blood.
Since ancient times, the battlefield of the stars had a city of the Great Sage's tomb, and countless Great Sages had fallen here.
The battle between Nether Prison and Earth Prison was comparable to the battle when Hades Tenzang attacked Nether Prison.
The number of Great Sages who died in that battle was also innumerable.
However, Earth Prison had suffered a crushing defeat in that battle, and this time, it was Nether Prison that had suffered a crushing defeat.
In Imprisoned Dragon Pass …
On the city wall …
The Earth Prison experts all raised their arms and cheered.
All of them were extremely excited. They were so excited that they could hardly control their emotions.
It was not an easy battle, and Earth Prison had suffered heavy casualties.
Some aristocratic families were even completely annihilated.
But this was war. If it hadn't been for Bu Fang's Fortune Flatbread, Earth Prison would have fallen long ago.
This battle was famous only for the Fortune Flatbread.
One piece of cake, one piece of fortune, one piece of cake, turning the situation around.
Above Imprisoned Dragon Pass.
Looking at the deathly aura permeating the battlefield, smoke rising into the sky, corpses covered the ground, and blood flowing like a river.
Everyone was silent.
At this moment, the cruelty of war was on full display in front of them.
Ice Saint stood on the city wall in her white dress and looked at the devastated land. She let out a long sigh.
Bu Fang and the others were standing on it.
The Great Sage Acheron squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if something good had happened. He looked at Bu Fang and wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
"Forget it, I'll discuss it with you when we get back to the restaurant."
The Great Sage Acheron grinned.
You stood at Bu Fang's side and said nothing.
Hades Erha and Yinglong had gone to maintain order after the war.
Although the war was over for a short time, it didn't mean that everything was over.
Nether Prison's desire to unify the Netherworld would certainly not be extinguished like this.
So, Nether Prison would definitely start over again.
When that time came, it would bring even more terrible killing intent, because that time, Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, Di Ting, and other supreme existences might all participate in the war.
However, Earth Prison lacked such experts.
Bu Fang seemed to suddenly think of something. He looked at the Great Sage Acheron and Ice Saint.
They had lived the longest, so they might know the answer.
"Nether Puppeteer Patriarch said that the Lord Gou is going to take the last step? And he will definitely stop him? What does that mean? "
The Great Sage Acheron and Ice Saint looked at each other, their faces growing serious.
"Tell him, little sister."
The Great Sage Acheron glanced at Ice Saint and said after a moment of thought.
Ice Saint nodded.
"Do you know why Di Ting and Nether Puppeteer Patriarch didn't participate in this war?"
She asked.
Bu Fang shook his head, puzzled.
This was also what puzzled Bu Fang. If Nether Puppeteer Patriarch and Di Ting joined the war, Earth Prison would never be able to withstand their attacks.
"Because they can't and can't participate in the war …
"At their level, they have to think about the higher level. That level is like a hazy fog, unfathomable and unfathomable …"
Ice Saint said.
"Hades Tenzang once touched this level, but he gave up. He chose to conquer the world and Nether Prison.
"Di Ting should have reached this level as well. As for Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, he may be a little weaker … However, Nether Puppeteer Patriarch needs to protect Di Ting from being disturbed, so he didn't come to Earth Prison this time."
Bu Fang listened and nodded with an expressionless face.
"So, what you're saying is that Lord Dog has also reached that level? How can the Lord Gou reach out his claws? "
Ice Saint's long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Looking at Bu Fang, she said, "Earth Prison Dog should have just stepped into that level … That's why he could easily break free and help. When the critical moment comes, a little disturbance could lead to failure."
Bu Fang was lost in thought. 'No wonder Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was so shocked when he learned the Lord Gou has reached that level.'
"When Di Ting stabilizes … and Nether Puppeteer Patriarch is free, I'm afraid he will destroy Earth Prison Dog's breakthrough," said Ice Saint.
Bu Fang nodded. 'Perhaps the Lord Gou has his own plan.'
…
The battle shocked all the small worlds around the Netherworld.
No one thought that Earth Prison could resist Nether Prison's all-out attack.
Even Tyrant Patriarch and Horned Demon Patriarch died tragically on the battlefield of the stars.
The Vajra Realm experts clenched their fists excitedly.
Their realm was destroyed by Tyrant Patriarch. In terms of fleshly body, the Vajra Realm was much weaker than the Tyrant Clan.
Unfortunately, the Vajra Realm had become Nether Prison's vassal.
But that didn't stop them from being excited when they learned of Tyrant Patriarch's tragic death.
The West Little Buddhism Realm, the Wandering Soul Realm, and the other small worlds were all boiling.
The unstoppable Nether Prison was defeated in the battle with Earth Prison.
Earth Prison was worthy of its reputation. Even without Hades Tenzang, it was still not a force to be trifled with.
However, they also knew that Earth Prison's resistance to Nether Prison's invasion was only temporary.
Nether Prison's goal was to unify the Netherworld and turn it into a great world, with Nether Prison as its center.
Nether Prison would never give up its conquest of Earth Prison.
Soon, when the great world plan was launched, Earth Prison would not be able to withstand Nether Prison's crazy attack.
…
Earth Prison …
In Acheron City, Acheron Little Restaurant …
The street in front of the restaurant was in full swing again.
The war was over, and the fame of the brilliant Fortune Flatbreads had spread throughout Earth Prison. Now, almost everyone in Earth Prison knew the name of Acheron's Little Restaurant.
It was a magical dish that could turn the tide of a war.
However, it was a pity that after the war, the store's owner had cut down on the sales of the Fortune Flatbread.
Originally, each person could buy three flatbreads a day, but now they could only buy one.
However, most people didn't complain. They were happy as long as they could buy one.
Some aristocratic families even sent people to wait in front of the restaurant.
As soon as the door was opened, they would buy flatbreads.
If they had enough flatbreads, they would come in handy in the future war.
None of the aristocratic families were stupid. Earth Prison seemed to have won the war this time, but only the people of Earth Prison knew the crisis.
Once Nether Prison attacked again, Earth Prison would not be able to withstand it.
If Nether Prison attacked again, there would definitely be stronger experts involved. At that time, Earth Prison, without a top expert, would not be able to withstand it.
Although the war was not only a matter of top experts, if the top experts were not matched, how could Earth Prison resist the war?
After all, in this world, the strong had the right to speak.
Ting-a-ling …
The kitchen curtain was lifted by Bu Fang.
Bu Fang walked out of it.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair arms, and held a basket of Fortune Flatbreads in both hands. The steaming flatbreads had now become the best-selling dish in Acheron's Little Restaurant.
With a thud, a basket of pancakes was placed on the table of the restaurant.
This was the last basket of flatbreads for the day.
Bu Fang could only make a limited amount of flatbreads every day, about three baskets. Once they were all sold out, he would not continue to sell them.
The customers waiting in line could not wait any longer.
They paid for the Fortune Flatbreads at the same time.
The Fortune Flatbreads were bought.
Some people bought Fortune Flatbreads for the fortune energy contained in them.
Some people bought pancakes just for the taste of the pancakes.
Apart from the magical fortune energy, the taste of the flatbreads also made many people fall for them.
Some people came from thousands of miles away and spent tens of thousands of Nether Crystals just to have a taste of the flatbreads.
When the last Fortune Flatbreads were sold out …
Bu Fang told the customers who were still waiting in line that the sale was over for the day.
Of course, some people felt it was a pity.
But some people were still waiting in line. Even if it was not for the flatbreads, it was worth waiting for other delicacies.
Sizzle …
Flames rose to the sky.
The cooking in the kitchen was in full swing.
After the war, the business of the restaurant picked up again.
You temporarily became a waitress and helped Bu Fang serve the dishes, which saved Bu Fang a lot of trouble.
Sometimes, Little Hu would help You, and he was quite obedient.
The steaming Red Braised Meat was sparkling and translucent under the light, making Foxy salivate uncontrollably.
Being a waitress was also a kind of torture, especially for a foodie like Little Hu.
So, Little Hu couldn't help but run back to the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
Great Sage Acheron occasionally came to the restaurant, but he only ordered a dish to go with wine and sat at the table happily.
Holding the jade jar, he touched the mouth of the jar with his mouth and took a sip of the wine. He only moistened his lips with the wine.
Then, he gulped down the food as if he was enjoying it.
This kind of life made Great Sage Acheron feel quite comfortable.
At least, it was much happier than the days when he only knew how to hold grass.
Hades Erha finally regained his freedom.
Now, whenever he was free, he would come to Acheron's Little Restaurant and pester Bu Fang, just for the Spicy Strips.
However, Bu Fang didn't make things difficult for him and gave him the Spicy Strip.
Then, with the Spicy Strip in his mouth, he chatted with some people in the restaurant.
After chatting for a while, he would swallow the Spicy Strip. His happy expression made him feel like he was immersed in it.
Because of a small restaurant …
The remote Acheron City, which no one cared about, seemed to have become the central city of Earth Prison.
All the aristocratic families had sent their experts to buy houses in Acheron City.
Some rogue cultivators also came to Acheron City because of its fame.
People were constantly migrating from the surrounding towns and cities.
The desolate Acheron City gradually expanded and became a big city.
The City Lord of Forbidden Soul City, which was now Acheron City, grinned from ear to ear.
He came from an unknown small city lord, and suddenly became the famous city lord of the Infernal Realm.
And all this was because of a restaurant.
Of course, he was also a regular customer of this restaurant.
The day's business was over.
However, the nightlife of Acheron City had just begun.
On the street, all kinds of steaming food stalls were set up.
On both sides of the street, pedestrians came and went. There were lanterns, ceremonial lanterns, and all kinds of delicacies and snacks.
Because of a restaurant, the commercial trade of Acheron City was boosted, making Acheron City a famous food city in Earth Prison.
All kinds of special delicacies gathered in Acheron City.
At night …
Today, Bu Fang would no longer stay in the restaurant.
He would take You and Little Hu out of the restaurant.
They would wander on the streets of the city that never sleeps.
It was not bad to taste the delicacies of Earth Prison and experience its customs.
Earth Prison was vast, but Bu Fang did not have time to visit all of it.
He had only been to Goddess City before, and now he only wandered around in Acheron City.
But for Bu Fang, it was enough.
The prosperity of Acheron City had attracted all kinds of delicacies from all over Earth Prison to this place.
The name of Gourmet City was well-deserved.
At night …
Bu Fang also liked to eat all kinds of delicacies.
The atmosphere in Acheron City was very festive.
You followed behind Bu Fang and looked around curiously.
On both sides of the street, there were steaming stalls.
There were all kinds of delicacies on display, and the stall owners were also cooking.
"How much is this, Boss?"
Bu Fang looked at a stall, which was surrounded by a group of people.
The owner was smiling like a flower as he carried out his business.
Bu Fang came to the front, pointed to the snack made of dough in the pot, and asked.
"Young man, this is a special delicacy of Earth Prison. It's the black rice cake from the south of Earth Prison. It's very delicious … Would you like to have one?"
The owner explained, looking at Bu Fang with a smile on his face.
Bu Fang nodded.
After paying the Nether Crystals, he took the black rice cake, held the bag, and ate it with Nethery.
On the roadside stalls, there were all kinds of delicacies, such as grilled chicken feet, steamed Overlord Snails, fried noodles, and so on …
It was dazzling.
Just as Bu Fang and Nethery were enjoying their meal, a voice suddenly rang out.
Bu Fang's footsteps suddenly stopped.
A voice rang out in his head.
"Huh?"
Bu Fang was stunned.
The voice was gentle and magnetic, but it rang out in Bu Fang's head.
"Lord Gou?"
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice.
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