Rumble!
The void was collapsing and collapsing!
Tongtian's pupils constricted. The Great Soul Overlords narrowed their eyes and glanced over.
There …
Bu Fang's figure was shrouded in a mist.
Whitey's figure was bounced out of the mist. In the distance, it rubbed its head with its fan-like hand, looking somewhat confused.
'What's going on?'
Tongtian frowned.
Bu Fang's current situation was really beyond his expectation.
His heart skipped a beat. 'Is Bu Fang about to finish cooking?
If that's the case, it might be our chance! '
In the distance …
The Great Soul Overlords who had formed the Heavenly Demon Array narrowed their eyes.
They did not seem to understand the current situation.
Sloth glanced at Bu Fang and twitched the corner of his mouth.
'No matter what the chef does, he will die in the end. Our top priority now is to get His Excellency Soul God here!'
"Don't worry about anything. Just kill them all!"
Said Sloth.
"Don't make any mistakes."
The Heavenly Demons formed by the six Great Soul Overlords nodded. The next moment, they grabbed their axes and walked toward Bu Fang.
Tongtian's heart skipped a beat.
He naturally would not let the Heavenly Demons succeed.
Riding on his sword, he tore through the sky and fought the Heavenly Demons.
Little Hu was exerting his full strength as well. His mouth kept bursting out one Soul Exploding Pill after another.
…
Bu Fang felt his mind sink to the bottom of an endless sea.
He was still sinking.
From time to time, bubbles burst out of his mouth and floated to the surface of the sea.
Bu Fang did not know what was wrong with him.
The immense pressure from the surroundings was constantly pressing down on him, wanting to crush his physical body and soul.
All kinds of scenes flashed before his eyes.
Some of these scenes were the beginning of him learning how to cook on Earth.
There were also scenes of him showing off his cooking skills in the Light Wind Empire.
Scene after scene, just like an old movie from the eighties on Earth, played continuously.
These were Bu Fang's experiences of learning to cook.
All these experiences were like bricks and tiles that forged his current cooking skills.
No one was born to be very powerful, and Bu Fang was the same.
Although his culinary talent was amazing when he was on Earth.
Bu Fang opened his mouth.
He wanted to say something.
Endless seawater took advantage of this opportunity to pour into his mouth, causing his pupils to constrict in extreme pain.
Wasn't he cooking that delicacy that was made from the best ingredients of the various universes in front of Hangu Pass?
Why did he appear here?
Where is this place?
Bu Fang was at a loss, his body cold.
Gulp.
His eyelids gradually became heavier and heavier …
Bu Fang's body began to sink to the bottom of the sea.
He floated down and sank.
…
Hu.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
A faint fragrance drifted into his nostrils.
It was the smell of food …
Bu Fang was stunned. He turned his head and saw that he was standing in front of a restaurant.
This restaurant is …
Bu Fang frowned slightly.
The words "Heaven and Earth Restaurant" were written on it.
Every word was full of amazing ideas, and it was as hot as the sun. Bu Fang didn't dare to look at it directly.
"Oh … Boss Mu is opening for business again today!"
"That's rare. Boss Mu's dishes are very delicious!"
"Can that be described as delicious? Not only is he beautiful, but his dishes are also delicious! "
…
Around Bu Fang, figures walked by.
These people were wearing luxurious robes, and some were wearing rags.
There were men and women.
They all walked toward the restaurant at the same time.
They lined up outside the restaurant. The line was long and narrow, stretching to the other end of the street.
It was very popular.
It was as popular as when Bu Fang opened for business.
Some of these people didn't have cultivation. Perhaps they did, but their cultivation was so low that it couldn't be heard.
Of course, for Bu Fang, these people were existences that he could kill with a glance.
Buzz buzz buzz …
These people passed through Bu Fang's body, so Bu Fang couldn't touch them.
'Isn't this the real world?'
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he stepped into the Heaven and Earth Restaurant.
The restaurant was very popular.
The sound of toasting, cooking, and shouting could be heard everywhere.
"Boss Mu! Give me a stir-fried meat! "
"Boss Mu, do you have any more juice? Can you have a jar? "
"That's right! If you come to Heaven and Earth Restaurant and don't drink Boss Mu's juice, you're no different from a fool!"
…
The diners shouted, and the atmosphere was joyful and harmonious.
Bu Fang frowned slightly.
In the restaurant …
A familiar laughing and scolding voice rang out.
"Get out of here, you wretches!"
The curtain was lifted.
A familiar figure entered Bu Fang's sight.
'Oh?
Mu Hongzi? '
Bu Fang froze.
The figure was very familiar. It was Mu Hongzi, the previous host of the Chaotic Universe.
Holding the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, Mu Hongzi leaned against the door and scolded the diners with a smile.
His smile was so charming that many diners fell head over heels for him.
This kind of smile would never appear on Bu Fang's face.
Mu Hongzi seemed to not see Bu Fang as he chatted with the diners.
Bu Fang, on the other hand, was strolling in the restaurant.
He kept strolling.
The layout of the Heaven and Earth Restaurant was almost the same as his own.
Perhaps the difference was the atmosphere between the chef and the diners.
Bu Fang was very cold, and he would not joke with the diners like this.
'Is this the projection of Mu Hongzi when he walked the God of Cooking's path?
And it's the projection at the very beginning … '
Bu Fang frowned.
He stepped into the kitchen.
His hand was a little illusory, so he could not lift the curtain.
'Oh?'
Through the curtain, he saw the familiar Xiao Bai standing at the kitchen door.
His purple eyes flashed.
In a trance, Bu Fang had an illusion that Xiao Bai saw him.
Bu Fang's pupils constricted.
He continued walking, wanting to step into the kitchen.
He remembered that the kitchen was a forbidden place, and no one was allowed to enter. Bu Fang did not know if he could enter in his current state.
Bu Fang entered the kitchen.
Mu Hongzi was busy in the kitchen.
He paced back and forth in front of the stove alone.
He was wielding a knife, and ingredients were flying.
Oil splashed, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.
The figure looked somewhat thin and lonely.
Perhaps every chef was destined to be lonely.
Bu Fang fell silent.
He left the kitchen.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was joyous and harmonious.
Suddenly …
Everything burst like a bubble.
The scene changed again.
Bu Fang paused for a moment. Then, he appeared in another restaurant.
However …
This time, it was not the Heaven and Earth Restaurant.
The person who walked out of the kitchen …
It was the old man he met in Void City.
He was different from the stooped old man.
The old man was young, energetic, and positive. When he smiled, he revealed a mouth full of white teeth.
"Everyone, eat and drink well. Just remember to pay!"
The young man smiled, holding the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, and stepped into the kitchen.
The diners in the restaurant burst out laughing.
The scene changed again.
It was a different restaurant …
Every chef had a different way of communicating with the diners.
The scene lasted for an unknown amount of time.
The more Bu Fang watched, the more silent he became.
The restaurants in the scenes were the first restaurants of every host.
That was the time when the hosts were the most active.
'Why are these scenes appearing?'
Bu Fang frowned.
'Are they trying to remind me of something?'
Bu Fang exhaled. He felt that something was pressing down on his chest.
Suddenly …
The last scene appeared.
Bu Fang raised his numb leg and stepped into the restaurant.
"Smelly boss … A bowl of braised pork! A serving of Lees Fish! "
A familiar and distant voice rang clearly in Bu Fang's ears, making Bu Fang shudder.
"Okay," the faint voice said with a suppressed smile.
In the kitchen, a thin figure flashed and disappeared.
Bu Fang's breathing quickened.
Ouyang Xiaoyi blinked her cute eyes and skipped away from the window.
"Owner Bu's dishes are the best!"
Fatty Jin ate until his mouth was covered in grease. His eyes narrowed into slits.
This was Fatty Jin from the Imperial City of the Light Wind Empire.
He was a person from a long time ago in Bu Fang's memory.
Ji Chengxue sat on a chair, holding a cup and taking a sip of wine.
"Sigh … With such good cooking skills, if he were to enter the imperial kitchen, he would be able to develop greatly. What a pity."
Ji Chengxue drank a mouthful of wine and sighed.
They were all familiar and distant friends …
Bu Fang watched, his eyes dazed.
The hunched back of the old emperor. Lian Fu pinched his orchid fingers and smiled at the Lord Gou in a flattering manner …
This scene was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly pounding on Bu Fang's chest …
In the shadow of the kitchen, Xiao Bai's purple eyes stared at Bu Fang's position.
The person with the thin voice who spoke to Ouyang Xiaoyi seemed to be stunned as well.
He turned his head and looked at Bu Fang's position.
Bu Fang panicked and ran out of the restaurant in a fluster.
Boom!
The scene was shattered.
Bu Fang felt like he was suffocating. He was struggling violently.
Bubbles spurted out from his mouth and nose, floating up from the bottom of the sea …
Bu Fang's eyes widened.
What did this mean?
The scenes of the past hundred hosts kept appearing …
They were trying to remind him of something!
What did this mean?
What did this mean?
Swoosh!
Did he miss something?!
What did he miss? Tell me!
Bu Fang asked silently!
Boom!
In the next moment, an enormous pressure suddenly burst forth.
Bu Fang rushed out of the bottom of the sea, panting violently.
Above his head, the five artifact spirits stared at him. That gaze … seemed to be getting further and further away from him.
In the sky …
The God of Cooking's Menu shone with a golden light.
However, it seemed to set his body on fire.
…
In the Heaven and Earth Farmland …
Niu Hansan held a foxtail grass between his lips, leisurely enjoying the cool breeze.
Suddenly …
His pupils constricted.
"What the hell?!"
Niu Hansan sucked in a cold breath and fell off the chair.
He looked up at his surroundings.
Wisps of darkness were sweeping toward him as if to devour the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
"Dammit! What's going on?! "
Niu Hansan's breath caught in his throat.
The Heaven and Earth Farmland was the product of Bu Fang's will. If it was being devoured and collapsed, what did it mean?
It meant that Bu Fang's will was gradually being devoured.
'Dammit!
What's devouring Owner Bu's will?! '
Niu Hansan was a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only pray that Owner Bu could get through this.
In Void City …
The silent city suddenly burst into a rumble.
Duchess Yunlan, who was sitting cross-legged outside the city, shuddered and looked incredulously at the closed palace.
With the Death Spicy Strip in her mouth, Cursey leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the Queen's Palace.
In the Chaos Space …
In the Temple of Heavengod Time …
Lord Gou lay on the ground and looked up at the dark sky.
Among the girls, Hades Erha's face darkened, and he also looked up at the sky.
In their hearts, there was always a repressed bad premonition.
It was as if something was about to happen.
…
Bu Fang was suppressed, and it was difficult for him to move forward.
He found that the Vermilion Robe on his body was falling apart and drifting away as if it was burned to ashes.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife melted little by little.
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok was also covered in cracks.
Bu Fang was shocked.
Could it be …
Because he had failed?
The failure of that dish … So now the God of Cooking's will … is going to deprive him of everything?!
He raised his head and stared at the sky.
'What is the God of Cooking's will?'
Bu Fang kept asking in his mind.
The Reincarnation of one hundred hosts.
This gave Bu Fang some guesses.
In every Reincarnation, Xiao Bai was staring at him. Why?
Is Xiao Bai a puppet? Is he lifeless?
Bu Fang had always thought so.
However, he was wrong.
Whitey, who had experienced one hundred reincarnations, had a deep look in its eyes that made Bu Fang feel extremely depressed.
He guessed.
The System was the God of Cooking's will.
And the carrier of the God of Cooking's will was none other than Xiao Bai!
Or was Xiao Bai … the God of Cooking?!
Bu Fang's breathing quickened.
He felt that his body was about to melt, and his will was becoming more and more vague.
Was he going to be obliterated?
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