Time Seal?!
Lord Gou's words stunned Di Ting. His blood-stained face revealed a look of horror.
Naturally, the Harken had no idea what the Aeonic Seal was, but it sounded like something incredible. To be able to turn him past his prime and die of old age in a single day …
It was a terrifying technique. The Law of Time really lived up to its reputation.
Di Ting shuddered. They were both Gods, but why was the gap between them so huge?
He could sense the endless pressure coming from the Hell Dog's body.
It was a kind of pressure that affected his soul, so much so that he could hardly breathe. It was a painful feeling.
Di Ting's divine sense wrapped around his god core.
Inside the surging divine power was a blazing white god core, but there was a dog paw print in the shape of a plum blossom on it.
The paw print constantly exuded the aura of the Law of Time, like maggots on a tarsal bone, constantly exuding nightmarish terror.
Was this the mark Earth Prison Dog had left on his god core?
After breaking through and becoming a God, a god core was of utmost importance.
Only with a god core could one be considered a God.
Even if one's body was completely destroyed, one could still be resurrected with a god core.
But now, this damned Earth Prison Dog had left an exquisite paw print on his god core.
It was like a nightmare!
"You can't! Hellhound! You can't do this to me! "The Harken had gone mad, and it roared with fury.
He had transformed into a little boy, but his chubby face was filled with ferocity and despair.
Lord Gou gave him a sideways glance.
Then, he raised his paw and slapped the boy on the head.
Thud!
Di Ting's body fell hard to the ground.
"You're lucky I didn't kill you. How dare you bark?"
Lord Gou's chubby body trembled.
Everyone looked at each other, speechless, not knowing what to say.
A noisy battle between Gods had ended just like that?
Di Ting was … too weak.
Everyone in Acheron City looked at each other.
However, only Di Ting knew the truth.
It was the suppression of the Laws.
The suppression of the Lord Gou's Laws was simply too strong.
He was so strong that he almost fell into despair.
Compared to his ordinary Laws, a supreme Law of the Universe was like a mortal facing an emperor.
He couldn't even lift his head, let alone resist.
After being slapped a few times, Di Ting stopped talking.
Blood spurted out of his mouth and nose as he gasped for breath.
He knew that the truth was set in stone and he was powerless to resist …
Truth Listener couldn't help but feel sorrowful in its heart.
He was the strongest Patriarch of Nether Prison, the leader of the entire Great Netherworld, and an existence who had become a God. How could he yield to a dog?
This was a humiliation!
The Harken was indignant. It squeezed its eyes and shed tears of grievance.
Bang!
The claw suddenly landed, and Truth Listener's tears gushed out as its body slammed into the ground again.
Just like that, a great battle came to an end.
It was over.
Everyone in Yellow Spring City breathed a deep sigh of relief.
That was the oppression of the two gods.
If Truth Listener won, it would be a disaster for Hell.
Fortunately … … the one who won was the Hell Dog.
It was late at night.
In Acheron's little shop …
The ruins of Acheron City had been repaired. After all, there were many experts in the city with strong cultivation bases.
They couldn't beat Di Ting, but it was easy for them to clean up the ruins.
Moonlight sprinkled down from the sky.
It projected onto the ground of Hell, covering Hell with a white veil.
The lights in Acheron's little shop were brightly lit.
Bu Fang was curled up in a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand. His eyes were closed, and he was lost in thought.
At this moment, the system's solemn voice resounded in his mind.
As for Xiao Bai, he stood quietly next to Bu Fang.
You held Little Hu in your arms, looking bored.
Under the Path-understanding Tree …
Lord Gou lay lazily on the ground.
Di Ting had turned into a short-legged dog, lying lifelessly to one side. A dog leash was tied around his neck, and tears of grievance were welling up in his eyes from time to time.
He was the Lord of the Netherworld, but he was tied up by a dog leash. It was a disgrace!
Tian Cang, on the other hand, was standing in front of the counter, carefully wiping a blue-and-white porcelain bowl with a white cloth.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was … harmonious.
Bu Fang calmed his mind and read the System panel.
Host: Bu Fang
True Energy Cultivation Base: Nine-revolution Great Sage Realm
Cooking Talent: Nine Stars
Skills: Level Two Meteor Knife Skill (100/100), Level Two Big Dipper Carving Technique (100/100), Level One Knife Skill: Overlord Thirteen Blades (13/13), Gourmet Array (5/6), Cutting Immortal Style (3/3)
Items: Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife (God of Cooking Set), Black Turtle Constellation Wok (God of Cooking Set), Vermilion Chef Robe (God of Cooking Set), White Tiger Heaven Stove (God of Cooking Set)
God of Cooking Comprehensive Rating: Elementary Divine Chef (Beginning to comprehend the Laws and try to fuse them with ingredients. The food cooked has a magical effect and caused a sensation)
System Level: Level Five (Helping Host embark on the path to becoming the God of Cooking)
System Reward: One fragment of the God of Cooking Set, one Fruit of Law
Bu Fang fell silent and carefully read the System panel.
It was not easy to break through this time. It took Bu Fang nine years to earn enough revenue.
Moreover, the breakthrough was made with the dishes in the God of Cooking's Menu.
It was very dangerous.
However, the reward for the breakthrough disappointed Bu Fang.
Bu Fang knew that there was one fragment of the God of Cooking Set. However, Bu Fang thought he could collect two fragments, but it turned out that there was only one.
There was another reward, the Fruit of Law …
'What's that?
It's not a reward for a dish this time? '
Perhaps it was because the expectations were too high, so the psychological gap was also high.
He didn't expect the reward for breaking through to the Great Sage to be so simple.
Originally, Bu Fang thought that the rewards this time would be very generous.
He withdrew his consciousness.
Bu Fang opened his eyes and looked at the light on the ceiling.
His eyes were a little blurred.
Bu Fang could feel that he was getting closer and closer to becoming the God of Cooking.
The Lord Gou had become a God. Although this kind of God should be different from the God of Cooking that the System mentioned …
After all, he had stepped into the realm of Gods.
As long as he came into contact with Gods, it meant that Bu Fang should not be far from becoming the God of Cooking.
And the true tribulation that the Artifact Spirits spoke of should be approaching soon.
He focused his mind.
He floated in his spirit sea, where a whirlpool was constantly spinning.
Bu Fang emerged.
The Artifact Spirits swayed.
After greeting the Artifact Spirits, Bu Fang looked at the God of Cooking's Menu over his head.
The golden God of Cooking's Menu turned a page, and three divine power liquid drops emerged on it again.
As Bu Fang looked at them, his eyes lit up slightly.
Perhaps these divine power liquid drops were the best reward.
By now, Bu Fang also understood the importance of the divine power liquid drops. After all, according to the Lord Gou, they were condensed from the Divine Core and belonged to the power of Gods.
They contained unparalleled power.
Although they did not contain the Power of the Law …
They were extraordinary.
When Bu Fang rashly used two divine power liquid drops, he did not care about the Artifact Spirit's heartache. Now, it seemed that the Artifact Spirit's heartache was justified.
He just didn't know if the divine power liquid drops here were the real divine power liquid drops of the God of Cooking.
If they were, he might be able to pry into the God of Cooking's secrets from them.
That was what Bu Fang thought. However, he was mercilessly struck by the Artifact Spirits.
"Little Host, you're dreaming … The divine power liquid drops are only the embodiment of a God's power. You can't sense the Power of the Law from them unless you can get the Divine Core."
Divine Dragon swayed his body and said to Bu Fang with a smile.
What he said was a fact.
The other Artifact Spirits did not refute him.
Bu Fang glanced at the Divine Dragon, but he didn't say anything.
Then, the Black Turtle spoke.
A rumbling voice rang through the whole spirit sea.
"Little Host … You must remember that the path you are taking is a difficult one. You are going to become an existence standing at the top of the food chain …"
The Black Turtle's voice was very serious, ringing in Bu Fang's ears like a morning bell.
Bu Fang nodded thoughtfully.
He glanced at the God of Cooking's Menu again. Perhaps every time he turned a page, three divine power liquid drops would appear.
If he used each divine power liquid drop with all his might, it would probably allow him to unleash endless power for an hour.
However … for a true powerhouse, an hour was more than enough.
His mind withdrew.
Bu Fang exhaled softly.
He stood up from the chair and stretched his back.
No matter what, Bu Fang's main goal now was to run the restaurant well, earn more Nether and Immortal Crystals, and complete the turnover.
He clasped his hands behind his back.
Bu Fang walked slowly.
As he passed by the Path-Understanding Tree, he glanced at Di Ting, who had nothing left to live for. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Di Ting seemed to feel Bu Fang's gaze.
He gave Bu Fang a cold sideways glance.
However, as soon as he did so, the Lord Gou kicked him in the head.
Di Ting went crazy.
He wanted to resist.
However, as soon as he got up, the Lord Gou raised his exquisite dog paw at him.
Looking at the delicate dog paw, Di Ting was terrified.
Tears of humiliation flowed from his eyes as he lay down once more.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up slightly. Then, he lifted the curtain of the kitchen and stepped into the kitchen with the ringing of a bell.
No matter what.
Cooking was fundamental.
No matter how strong his cultivation was, he couldn't forget about his culinary skills.
…
Under the moonlight.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Rivers of blood flowed in the Nether Chef Clan.
The Nether Chefs died with everlasting regret. Their eyes were wide and filled with madness.
The land of the Nether Chef Clan was filled with the smell of blood. The flames in the stoves had not been extinguished, and plumes of smoke were still billowing.
However, all that remained was a deathly silence.
In the void.
Nether Chef Patriarch's eyes were filled with disbelief. He raised his head and stared at the burly figure in the distance, his eyes full of despair.
"You … you …"
Nether Chef Patriarch's heart trembled.
It never occurred to him that when he returned from Earth Prison, his clan's land had turned into a land of death!
Why?
Why was that …
However, when he saw the burly figure, he understood everything.
Ah Zhuang slowly turned around, his body shrouded in a terrible aura.
His eyes were so deep that they seemed to be projected from the depths of the universe.
"You have betrayed God … Now you will receive God's punishment …"
Ah Zhuang said with a strange smile on his face.
Nether Chef Patriarch's body kept shaking.
Looking at the dead Nether Chef Clan, he let out a sorrowful roar.
His aura kept rising.
The cultivation base of the Nine-revolution Great Sage was displayed to the fullest.
"I don't care if you are a God or a human … I, the Nether Chef Patriarch, will fight you to the death for destroying my Nether Chef Clan!"
Nether Chef Patriarch roared wildly.
The next moment, he flew toward Ah Zhuang like a madman with a kitchen knife in his hand.
His speed was extremely fast, and his anger had caused his cultivation base to erupt completely.
His eyes were full of killing intent.
All the Nether Chefs of the Nether Chef Clan were dead.
At this moment, the prosperous Nether Chef Clan had fallen into a dead silence.
Such a grudge would not end until one of them was dead.
Ah Zhuang grinned.
He looked at Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, who kept approaching.
The next moment, he raised his hand and pointed a finger forward.
Buzz …
Countless Runes of Law swirled.
Finally, they exploded and enveloped Nether Chef Patriarch.
"Do you want revenge? Do you want to kill me? I can give you a chance … "
Ah Zhuang's eyes were strange, and his words were like a nightmare, full of confusion.
Nether Chef Patriarch rushed into the Runes of Law. For a moment, his eyes were blank.
"If you want to kill me … Then fight me in a Chef's Challenge. As long as you defeat me, you can kill me …"
Ah Zhuang reached out a hand and gently patted Nether Chef Patriarch's face.
"In the name of … the God of Chef's Challenge you have forgotten …"
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