'The Queen of Curses of Void City?'
Pride Great Soul Overlord was shocked at first, but he soon came to his senses. The person in front of him was not the existence he remembered.
However, Pride Great Soul Overlord's eyes were shining brightly.
"Although you're not the Queen of Curses, you must be a member of the imperial family of Void City! Hehehe … It's rare to meet a member of the imperial family of Void City. If I capture you and offer you to the Soul God when he awakens, I will definitely become his confidant! "
Pride Great Soul Overlord's eyes shone brightly.
All Soul Overlords knew very well about Void City.
They all knew that the Soul God had an almost paranoid attachment to it, which had been proven over the years.
Now, a member of the imperial family of Void City had appeared in front of him.
How could Pride Great Soul Overlord give up this opportunity?
Rumble!
Pride Great Soul Overlord let out a bloodcurdling roar, which echoed through the void and seemed to explode everything.
Nethery was wearing a set of dark green armor, which made her arrogant body look slender and elegant.
In fact, she did not want to use this power.
It was a memory that she had awakened after fusing with the dead woman, a memory that covered the depths of her soul.
Now, this memory had completely erupted.
If it weren't for the fact that Bu Fang was in a bad state now, You might not have been tempted by that voice.
The main reason was that the price was too heavy for her.
Rumble!
The dark-green spear collided with Pride Great Soul Overlord's terrible attack.
Blasts of air immediately spread in all directions.
Pride Great Soul Overlord's sneer rang through the air.
"Even if you unleash your power, it's only at the level of a Saint of the Great Path … You are no match for me!"
At the center of the explosion …
The huge cursed snake was writhing.
You, on the other hand, shot backward like a cannonball and smashed into the starry sky.
You's face was cold, and her armor was glowing strangely.
She raised her hand and grasped the spear in her hand. The power of the curse swirled around her body.
Nethery didn't say anything. She just rushed forward.
In the distance …
Sect Leader Tongtian and the others were dumbfounded.
No one would have thought that the foodie woman by Bu Fang's side would actually have such powerful strength!
Goku and the others didn't know what to say.
The Mysterious Fairy of the Ninth Heaven was the one with the most lingering fear.
She had never imagined that the person she was forced to serve was actually such a powerful existence.
A Saint of the Great Path, and not an ordinary one at that!
"Void City? Where is that? "
Yang Jian asked in confusion.
Tongtian's eyes narrowed.
Goku glanced at Yang Jian and said, "I've heard Old Man Gautama mention Void City. It seems to be the most mysterious place in the endless universe. It is a place abandoned by the world, where the purest evil power in the world gathers. That purity has nothing to do with good or evil."
"A place abandoned by the world?"
Yang Jian was stunned.
It sounded very impressive.
"I, Old Sun, don't really understand either. Anyway, it's a very awesome place." Goku thought for a while, but he couldn't figure it out. He scratched his cheeks in confusion.
…
Boom …
A flame was burning.
It was a sea of fire, and the surrounding flames were crimson.
The heat made Bu Fang sweat uncontrollably.
It should be noted that Bu Fang's cultivation base was so profound that he could already control the circulation of energy in his body. Even so, he was still sweating because of the heat.
It showed how terrifying the temperature in the sea of fire was.
Bu Fang rolled up the sleeves of his Vermilion Robe and walked slowly.
Suiren had said that this was the interior of the primordial fire of the human race, which represented hope and also the hope to resurrect him.
Bu Fang admired the human emperors.
These great emperors, who selflessly sacrificed everything for the human race, were worthy of Bu Fang stepping into the sea of fire for them.
Boom!
Flames rose from the sea of fire.
Suddenly, a burning fish shot out from the flames, wagging its tail.
"There are … fish in the sea of fire?"
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback.
In front of him, everything looked very dazzling. Countless fish leaped out of the sea of fire as if they wanted to jump over the dragon gate.
They kept jumping. Once they crossed the dragon gate, they could transform into dragons.
Transforming into dragons was their only hope.
And this … was perhaps what the primordial fire wanted to express.
For hope, they had to work hard.
Hope didn't appear out of thin air. People had to work hard to fight for it.
Bu Fang's eyes focused as he entered the sea.
Unknowingly, a small boat had appeared beneath his feet.
It was a simple boat, slowly moving in the sea of fire.
It moved slowly, swaying in the sea of fire. No one knew when it would reach the end.
Suiren had said that hope was in the sea of fire.
However, when Bu Fang looked at the vast sea of fire with only countless flaming fish, he was at a loss for what to do.
Where was the hope?
Bu Fang heaved a sigh.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and cheeks.
With a splash, it dripped down from Bu Fang's chin onto the boat.
Bu Fang panted heavily. He felt as if his whole body was filled with heat, as if he would turn into a ball of fire at any time.
Boom …
All of a sudden …
Bu Fang felt as if his body was collapsing.
He fell into the sea of fire.
He turned into a fish, a fish that was mixed in with countless other fish and wanted to jump out of the sky and earth.
The fish's body was burning with fire.
Bu Fang was a little confused and a little scared.
How did he turn into a fish?
Splash!
A fish's tail slapped on the sea of fire, and the sound of water splashing could be heard. The fish shot out of the sea of fire like a spring.
With a leap, it soared into the sky.
The fish that Bu Fang had turned into stared at the golden gate in the sky. The gate emitted a divine aura as if it represented hope.
Bu Fang was suddenly a little anxious.
He learned how to slap the sea of fire with his tail.
His fish body also shot up in an instant, flying toward the golden gate.
He wanted to enter the Dragon Gate to seize hope.
However, looking at the Dragon Gate in front of him …
Bu Fang suddenly felt powerless. The Dragon Gate was getting farther and farther away. With a splash, he fell into the sea of fire again.
Countless fish around were repeating the same action. Just like Bu Fang, they were incomparably numb.
The cycle repeated itself.
Bu Fang was not willing to give up. He had lost the concept of the sun and the moon. He kept leaping over the Dragon Gate, hoping that one day, he could cross the Dragon Gate.
As time passed, some fish got tired and retreated.
Another batch of fish came, but they still leaped over the Dragon Gate tirelessly.
"Bang!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
The fish that Bu Fang had turned into fell into the sea of fire. He felt a wave of exhaustion. He couldn't grasp hope, and he even felt a little desperate.
What was the hope that Suirenshi mentioned?
What was the hope that Xin Huo wanted to express?
If he wanted hope, did he have to first give despair?
Bu Fang stopped leaping.
He hid in the sea of fire, looking at the Dragon Gate. The high and mighty Dragon Gate was like a big mouth, emitting silent mockery.
Bu Fang was very tired. He wanted to retreat like the other fish, so that the new generation could continue leaping.
However, just as Bu Fang was about to retreat, he was stunned.
Looking at the flaming fish that swam past him, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Bu Fang's eyes suddenly focused …
If he really retreated, he might not be able to find the hidden hope in Xin Huo for the rest of his life.
He would really become a salted fish, facing everything in despair.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
He turned into a fish and swam forward bravely again.
He came back.
Like the other fish, he kept leaping.
The fire in the sea of fire splashed everywhere.
Bu Fang leaped day after day.
The fish around him changed wave after wave.
Bu Fang felt that every time he leaped, he was closer to the Dragon Gate.
Finally …
The fish that Bu Fang had turned into seemed to raise its head.
Its tail slapped on the surface of the sea of fire. A round ripple spread in all directions, like a stone thrown into a calm pond.
Bam!
Bu Fang's body leaped up.
Higher and higher, higher and higher …
Finally, he rushed into the Dragon Gate!
Boom!
Bu Fang suddenly opened his eyes.
He felt that everything in front of him had changed.
He was still standing on the small boat, but in front of the boat was a stretch of coast.
On the golden coast, Bu Fang looked up. Green branches grew, covering Bu Fang's eyes.
Stalks of rice began to grow, and they quickly matured. Their ears were bulging, and they were full of vitality.
Pushing aside the clouds to see the bright moon, jumping over the Dragon Gate to see the chance of survival.
Bu Fang exhaled.
Perhaps these ears of rice in front of him were the so-called hope.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
With his hands clasped, he stepped into the golden ears of rice that covered the mountains and plains.
Holding the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, he skillfully cut the ears of rice, mashed them, and took out the shining white rice grains …
The rice grains were crystal clear. When he pinched them with his thumb and index finger, he seemed to see the flickering sparks in the ears of rice.
This was a different kind of rice. This was the rice that symbolized hope.
Bu Fang was a little absent-minded.
The fish that jumped over the Dragon Gate was like him, feeling the same.
The road to becoming the God of Cooking was actually the supreme Dragon Gate. This road … was incomparably difficult. One must have indomitable confidence and determination to find that ray of hope.
This was a journey to find hope in the primordial flame.
For Bu Fang, it was a spiritual baptism.
The confused Bu Fang was thoroughly washed away, leaving only the incomparably determined Bu Fang …
Swish …
Bu Fang took out the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and started cooking.
The sparkling rice was poured into the wok.
Under the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the primordial flame automatically burned.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched, and his hand shook.
The flame poured into the wok like flowing water, covering the sparkling rice grains that seemed to be flowing with flames.
Bu Fang sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for the rice to be cooked.
This was a long process, and he didn't know how many years had passed.
Bu Fang finally waited for the rice in the wok to be cooked.
Bu Fang felt as if he had endured from youth to old age …
Time had mercilessly carved a ravine in his heart.
Ding …
A sound like a copper bell rang out.
Bu Fang finally opened his eyes.
He lifted the lid of the Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
White-white steam rose from the Black Turtle Constellation Wok …
It was incomparably fragrant.
The white rice was pure and flawless. It was as white as the most precious jade in the world.
He took out a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
Bu Fang filled the bowl with rice.
The curve of the rice was beautiful, and the gap between each grain was perfect. It was soft and fragrant.
Bu Fang's eyes were incomparably complicated.
It could be said that this was the best dish Bu Fang had cooked so far.
It was ridiculous that the best dish was actually a bowl of plain white rice that didn't require much skill.
However, only Bu Fang himself knew that this bowl of rice contained a lot.
Bu Fang held the rice. He didn't know when he would cook a dish of this level again.
Bu Fang had a feeling that the moment the rice was cooked, Bu Fang suddenly felt as if he had really become the God of Cooking.
Standing at the peak of cooking, overlooking everything.
However, when he opened his eyes, it was just a dream.
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok disappeared.
The primordial flame also disappeared.
The rice in Bu Fang's hand did not disappear.
The familiar space of flames.
In the distance, Suiren was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
As if sensing Bu Fang's return, Suiren opened his eyes, and a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth.
The latter's hair was white, and his face was full of wrinkles. The moment he saw Bu Fang, he was extremely kind.
"Child … You're back."
Suiren looked at Bu Fang and said.
Bu Fang nodded.
He walked over with the rice and handed it to Suiren.
"Have you found the hope of the primordial flame that I asked you to find?"
Suiren asked.
Bu Fang did not speak and still handed the rice over.
Suiren was still gentle.
However, he did not look at the rice in Bu Fang's hand.
"Where is the hope of the primordial flame?"
Suiren asked.
Bu Fang did not move, still holding the rice.
The next moment …
The kind Suiren suddenly changed. He suddenly became as terrifying as a demon, and the surrounding flames also became as black as ink!
Bu Fang calmly looked at Suiren, who had changed, and sighed.
"This is the hope of the primordial flame."
Bu Fang said softly.
The bowl of white rice immediately erupted with endless divine light, and a wisp of white jade-like Qi gradually appeared on it.
That was … the chaotic energy.
Boom!
The violent and terrifying Suiren disappeared.
On the screen.
All that was left was a familiar scene to Bu Fang.
Suiren sat cross-legged in the distance with his head lowered.
The wood branch was placed on his shoulders, and his two arms were hanging from it.
The heads of Soul Demons hung from each end of the wooden branch.
The two heads were roaring fiercely at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was carrying a bowl of rice.
He arrived in front of Suiren.
As for the two Soul Demon heads, they kept struggling as if they wanted to tear and bite Bu Fang.
"Noisy."
Bu Fang was indifferent.
Then, he raised his hand.
A red flame suddenly ignited in his hand.
With a flick of his finger, the flame jumped into the heads of the two Soul Demons and burned them to ashes.
After burning the heads of the two Soul Demons, Bu Fang acted as if he had done something trivial.
Then …
He carefully spooned the rice into Suiren's mouth.
One spoonful at a time, he was very serious and meticulous.
As soon as the rice entered his mouth, it instantly turned into chaotic energy and seeped into Suiren's body.
Soon, the bowl of rice was completely devoured.
Boom!
A sound that sounded like the evening drum and morning bell rang out.
Suiren's body, which had been bowed, trembled slightly.
The blood that was originally dried up in his body slowly flowed and finally turned into a surging river.
Bu Fang put his hands behind his back, took two steps back, and looked at Suiren.
The flames in the space of flames were raging.
Then, Suiren slowly raised his head.
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