The Great Netherworld did not need two Gods.
These were Di Ting's words and his true thoughts.
It took a huge amount of resources to cultivate a God. The Netherworld had just become a great world, and the Power of the Laws lingered in the air. However, it was basically impossible to provide two Demigods for them to become Gods.
Since it was impossible, only one of them could become a God.
In today's Netherworld, only he and Earth Prison Dog were the most likely to become Gods.
Truth Listener was naturally more willing to let itself become a god. Only by becoming a god could it see a broader landscape.
If all the resources were used up by Earth Prison Dog, would he stay in this realm for the rest of his life? Would he never make any progress?
He could not, and he would not allow that to happen.
Di Ting, clad in a one-piece dog fur suit, hovered in midair.
He looked like a little boy, with a gentle smile and dimples on his face.
But his words sent chills down the spine of those who heard them. They were full of killing intent and killing intent.
The door of the restaurant was closed.
Bu Fang stood in front of the restaurant with his hands clasped behind his back. The wind was blowing, making Bu Fang's hair flutter slightly.
He looked indifferently at Di Ting in the distance. Their gazes met peacefully in midair.
Bu Fang, who had just broken through, carried an oppressive aura.
Nine-revolution Great Sage …
To be honest, Di Ting was a little shocked.
Bu Fang's breakthrough was too fast.
One second ago, he was just a Nine-revolution Little Saint, and the next moment, he had passed the lightning punishment and stepped into the realm of the Great Sage.
This kind of cultivation speed really made him think of that person involuntarily.
Back then, he had shaken the world and suppressed everything.
He was the man who had truly slaughtered a God.
What a pity.
Although Bu Fang's cultivation base had reached the level of the Great Sage, the gap between a Great Sage and a Demigod was still too great for him to cross.
It was wishful thinking for Bu Fang to stop him.
With his hands clasped behind his back, the smile on Di Ting's face gradually disappeared, and so did his dimples.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of him.
Swoosh!
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch emerged again.
Bu Fang's eyes fell on Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's God's Heart had been taken away by Xiao Bai, and it was on the verge of disintegration.
Could it be that Truth Listener obtained something good from Alpha's warship?
Bu Fang thought to himself. It was not difficult to figure this out.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch looked at Bu Fang with resentment in his eyes.
If it wasn't for Bu Fang's puppet, she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.
The Warship Origin Stone in his body was much weaker than the God's Heart from before.
After losing the Heart of God and using the Battleship Origin Stone to fuel her physical body, her growth rate was completely fixed.
Since there was hatred, it could only be quelled by killing.
Boom!
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch growled.
Immediately, his figure turned into a ghost and shot toward Bu Fang at high speed.
She wanted to make Bu Fang pay for everything she had suffered. She wanted to refine Bu Fang into a puppet! To vent the hatred in her heart!
In the distance, Ah Zi, holding the little dragon in her arms, shuddered when she saw that.
Sure enough …
In third-rate worlds, wars and killings for the sake of resources to become Gods were inevitable.
In backward worlds, the resources they had were limited, and no one was willing to give up their resources to others.
That woman should be a puppet, and the source stone in her body should be Alpha's warship.
The energy provided by the source stone was so powerful that it was enough to raise the cultivation base of this female puppet to a higher level!
Not to mention the Demigod expert.
This time, the restaurant was really going to be obliterated.
That black dog's dream of becoming a God would be completely wiped out as well!
Ah Zi sighed softly.
She took the little dragon and moved a distance away from the chaotic battlefield.
She didn't want the aftermath of the battle to engulf them.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch flew over.
As it flew, its body suddenly changed. Metal spider legs that looked like spears appeared on its back.
The tip of the spider spear exuded a dark color and was incomparably sharp.
A ripping sound rang out.
The spider spear fiercely pierced downwards, as if it wanted to pierce through the air and shatter it.
The terrible spear slashed hard at Bu Fang's side.
A loud rumble rang out.
Bu Fang's figure disappeared from where he was.
Waves of air surged, and a deep pit appeared in the ground in front of the restaurant!
"I'm going to kill you!"
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's long hair spread out, and his face was ferocious.
The eight long spears pierced down once again. In an instant, it was as if they had sealed off everything around Bu Fang.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! A crisp sound rang out.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's eight spears stabbed a black wok.
The black wok was incomparably huge, and it was covered with ancient patterns.
The spider spears slashed down, but they only produced a burst of sparks and failed to pierce the wok.
Bu Fang grabbed a corner of the black wok with one hand. A Taotie's roar rang out from his arm, and black and white energy swirled around it.
Holding the black wok, Bu Fang threw it out.
With a rumble, he pushed against the spider spears and smashed them toward Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.
Bu Fang was now a Nine-revolution Great Sage.
He had completed the advancement test of the God of Cooking's Menu and the task of earning enough revenue.
And now, Bu Fang …
Every move he made had the demeanor of a top Great Sage!
To put it simply, Bu Fang's fighting prowess was not weaker than Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's.
Besides, Bu Fang was famous for being able to fight above his level.
When he was a Nine-revolution Little Saint, he could fight the Great Sage. Now, he had truly become a Nine-revolution Great Sage.
How could he be a weakling?
He had no fancy moves or special tricks.
All Bu Fang had was a black wok that he swung down.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's pupils constricted.
The next moment …
Eight spider spears piled up in front of her, trying to block Bu Fang's wok.
Suddenly …
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch seemed to sense something incredible.
She found that there seemed to be black and white energy swirling in the wok.
"What is that?!"
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch paused. However, before she could think about it …
The wok smashed down with a rumble.
A deafening rumble rang out!
The ground shook …
The ground looked like it was about to crack open.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was pushed to her knees by the black wok.
In front of the restaurant …
The ground exploded with a loud bang, and a deep depression appeared.
The buildings in Acheron City began to collapse.
It was a horrible scene!
"There's Yin and Yang in the wok. Can you withstand it?"
Bu Fang asked faintly, looking at Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.
A rumble rang out.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's eight spider spears exploded, and she flew backward, sliding across the ground. Her body was covered in cracks.
Under the wok …
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was defeated!
"This …"
Even Di Ting's pupils constricted involuntarily.
In Acheron City, countless experts who were secretly watching the battle sucked in a cold breath.
"Is this still Owner Bu?"
"He knocked away the second strongest expert of Nether Prison with one wok … and almost crushed her?!"
Even Hades Tenzang had to spend a lot of effort to fight Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.
Buzz …
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok flew back with a rumbling sound.
It hovered in Bu Fang's hand.
Yin and Yang swirled on his Taotie Arm, and the two energies existed in the wok.
Ah Zi was dumbfounded.
How could the chef who could cook so delicious be so strong?
He seemed a little different from the chefs she knew. There were many chefs in the divine dynasty.
But because they were obsessed with cooking, their fighting strength was very weak.
They rarely spent time studying fighting techniques.
Take Ah Zhuang for example. Although his cultivation base was not bad, it was just that.
If he had met Nether Puppeteer Patriarch just now, he would have been turned into a sieve in an instant.
However, that was not the case for Bu Fang. Under the wok, the woman was almost crushed!
"He's … so strong!"
Ah Zi murmured.
Rumble!
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, who was almost crushed by the wok, flew into a rage.
She screamed, her long hair waving, and her eyes filled with monstrous killing intent.
She didn't want to admit the fact that the chef, who was like a speck of dust in her eyes, could now fight her head-on!
She was Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, the second strongest expert of Nether Prison!
Suddenly, a chubby little hand rested on her shoulder. Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, who was screaming, paused and looked over in confusion.
"That's enough … Back off. You are no match for him."
Di Ting said gently.
His voice was mellow and soothing.
That gave Nether Puppeteer a pause. The next moment, a defiant look came into her eyes.
"No! I can do it! Give me another chance! "
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch cried out. She wanted to perform well in front of Di Ting … She didn't want to disappoint him again.
A gentle look came over Di Ting's face, and his dimples emerged. He rubbed Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's head and said softly, "It's okay. Leave it to me."
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch froze.
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes and looked at Di Ting.
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok, which had shrunk to the size of a blue and white porcelain bowl, hovered over his hand.
Suddenly …
Di Ting raised his head, and his aura locked on to him.
Rumble!
Bu Fang felt as if his heart was being gripped by a big hand.
It was as if a terrifying existence was looking down from the heavens!
Di Ting was high and mighty.
As a Demigod, he could ignore the Great Sage.
Although Demigods were not beyond the Great Sage, they were closer to Gods than the Great Sage.
Moreover, they had begun to master the Power of the Law.
The Power of the Law was not complete. When they fully comprehended and mastered it, they could break through the shackles and break through to the God Realm.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Di Ting slowly floated forward.
Slowly, he moved toward Bu Fang.
A gust of wind rose like a stormy sea.
Yellow sand soared into the sky, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A terrible pressure seemed to fall from heaven and earth, pressing down on Bu Fang, trying to make Bu Fang kneel on the ground.
A Demigod was also a God, and he also had the pressure of a God.
"Are you sure you want to stop me?"
Di Ting said. His voice seemed to come from a thousand miles away, lingering in the air.
He was talking to Bu Fang.
"Even if you are that man's inheritor, like him, you are facing a … God.
If a God wants to kill you, you can't live. "
Di Ting said.
Hovering in midair, he slowly approached.
Creak … Creak …
The ground began to creak as if it couldn't bear the heavy burden.
There seemed to be a deep ravine under Bu Fang's feet, separating Di Ting from the restaurant.
In Acheron, everyone was silent.
They dared not make any moves.
Di Ting, the Demigod, had a terrible pressure!
Compared with the last time, Di Ting's control of the Demigod's power was more skillful and perfect.
It was even more terrifying …
Did Owner Bu really want to stop it?
Would he … be able to block it?
"You're just a Demigod, not a God. Don't flatter yourself."
Bu Fang said with a straight face.
Buzz …
The Taiji Spirit Sea instantly erupted, as if raging waves were surging.
His divine will, which had reached the third realm, exploded.
There was a loud bang.
A golden ripple spread out from Bu Fang's body, rolling up thousands of waves.
"Divine will?"
Di Ting sneered.
Buzz …
His mind flickered.
Black smoke gathered behind him, and his divine will materialized, turning into a burly figure that blotted out the sky, looking down at Bu Fang.
Behind Bu Fang, the Phantom Spirit sat cross-legged, opened its eyes, and looked straight at the black figure.
The power of the divine will and the divine will collided in an instant!
Black and gold collided in the void!
Boom …
A suppressive force that acted on one's soul rushed out.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and their legs trembled in fear.
It was a kind of palpitation that came from the soul.
Di Ting's eyes turned black. At this moment, they were extremely cold, like a true God.
"How can divine will fight against divine will … This is the gap between realms. Break!"
Di Ting said coldly.
His voice was emotionless.
Boom!
The next moment …
His divine will suddenly materialized, turning into a monstrous dog paw. The white dog paw blotted out the sky and slapped toward Bu Fang.
It wanted to smash Bu Fang's divine will with one paw.
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