Two crescent moons hung high in the pitch-black night sky. Countless stars twinkled in the night sky. From time to time, a meteor streaked across the sky, like a pebble falling into a lake, creating ripples.
The Western Mystery City, which stood quietly on the plains, exuded the ancientness and dignity of an ancient city.
Outside the Western Mystery City, there were two figures wrapped in pitch-black long robes slowly approaching. Their strides seemed as though they were gliding. Every step they took would propel their bodies forward a great distance.
Swoosh.
A whistling wind blew past, blowing off the hat of one of them, revealing an ice-cold mask.
"Master... The Western Mystery City is not far away. Should we go in?" The High Priestess asked respectfully as she looked at the figure beside her, whose aura could not be sensed.
"Our goal is to obtain the primer that can refine the hundreds of thousands of spiritual essences in the Departed Soul Orb. Why should we enter the city? The spiritual essences in the Departed Soul Orb are already sufficient. We don't need to slaughter the entire city to increase the number of spiritual essences, "the figure said in a hoarse voice. The High Priestess immediately nodded her head.
The two of them merely glanced at the Western Mystery City before bypassing the ancient city and heading toward the stretch of mountains and rivers behind the Western Mystery City.
That was their destination, the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
...
"Why are you here? Why aren't you escaping? "
Ye Pang's forehead was drenched in sweat. He was trying his best to activate the true energy in his body to resist the Blazing Ardent Bird that was roaring in the air. Like the others, he thought that reinforcements had appeared. He did not expect that it would be the chef they met earlier.
Ye Pang actually thought highly of Bu Fang, or rather, he thought highly of Bu Fang's culinary skills. At least, the red porridge in the pot had completely conquered him.
Before he left, he had advised Bu Fang to leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains and not lose his life in vain.
However, he did not expect that Bu Fang would actually come here. Did he not see that there was a great battle going on? Did he not see that it was extremely dangerous here?
Ye Pang could sense that the true energy fluctuations from Bu Fang's body were not intense. In his opinion, Bu Fang was only a fourth grade Battle-Spirit, or at most a fifth grade Battle-King.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, this kind of cultivation was considered nothing.
Bu Fang grabbed the golden roasted wolf meat. The roasted meat was steaming, the oil was overflowing, and the aroma filled the air. Bu Fang took a bite of the wolf meat as he walked.
The taste was not bad, but the texture of the meat was really bad. Even after Bu Fang's special treatment, it still couldn't make the wolf meat softer.
After all, this was the attribute of the ingredient. It was a thankless task for Bu Fang to change it.
After taking one or two bites, Bu Fang felt a little tasteless.
"Hey! Don't go any further! "Ye Pang shouted with difficulty.
Bu Fang finally heard Ye Pang's shout. He turned his head to look at Ye Pang, who was bitterly resisting the ardent bird, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
"What a coincidence, you're here too," Bu Fang said.
Coincidence … Coincidence your head!
Can't you see the current situation and danger?
Actually, Bu Fang didn't want to come out. However, when he saw the Lion Head Demonic Potato, he couldn't help but walk out.
The gray-haired youth stared at Bu Fang, and it seemed as if he was surprised by Bu Fang's identity.
When he saw the chubby Xiao Bai behind Bu Fang, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "A member of the Puppet Sect?"
Bu Fang naturally didn't know what the Puppet Sect was, so he didn't reply to him. Instead, he stared at the Lion Head Demonic Potato with a strange gaze.
"No … You're not a member of the Puppet Sect, and this isn't the Puppet Sect's Bronze Corpse Puppet. What is this thing that's as fat as a ball?" The gray-haired youth's attention wasn't on Bu Fang. Instead, it was on Xiao Bai, who was behind Bu Fang.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes flickered as it swept over the gray-haired youth.
The gray-haired youth's pupils contracted. He actually felt his heart palpitate from the puppet.
Bu Fang continued to stride forward.
The gray-haired youth furrowed his brows and coldly shouted, "Get lost!"
This shout caused Bu Fang's footsteps to stop. He indifferently glanced at the gray-haired youth before continuing forward.
"You're courting death …" The gray-haired youth sneered inwardly. Since Bu Fang wasn't a member of the Puppet Sect, he wouldn't mind killing him.
He casually waved his hand, and the Blazing Ardent Bird, which had been suppressing the Clear Sky Pagoda's expert, let out a cry. It spread its wings and flew toward Bu Fang.
It wanted to burn Bu Fang into ashes.
Xiao Bai's eyes instantly turned purple. Just as he was about to attack, he was stopped by Bu Fang.
Bu Fang stared at the roaring Blazing Ardent Bird, and he became slightly excited.
A green smoke curled up from his hand, and the Black Turtle Constellation Wok floated in front of him. The Black Turtle Constellation Wok rotated slightly and floated above Bu Fang's head under his will.
The roaring Blazing Ardent Bird instantly covered Bu Fang.
Bang!!
Monstrous flames burned, and heatwaves surged.
The pupils of the Clear Sky Pagoda's experts shrank, and they felt a chill in their hearts.
Even though the gray-haired youth's flame wasn't a heaven-and-earth flame, its might was still extremely terrifying.
They had never heard of such a person in the Southern Region.
"That guy is dead for sure."
The woman from the Clear Sky Pagoda looked at Bu Fang's position. The surging flames illuminated her face, turning it red.
What a pity … Ye Pang lightly sighed. He really admired Bu Fang's culinary skills, but it was a pity that such an outstanding chef would die here.
The other people from the Clear Sky Pagoda didn't think too much about it. To them, Bu Fang was dispensable.
What they needed to worry about now was how to escape from the gray-haired youth's hands …
Even though the gray-haired youth only had a cultivation of eighth grade, with the addition of his peculiar flames, his battle prowess was close to ninth grade. They weren't a match for him.
Now that such an expert had appeared in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they had to return to the Clear Sky Pagoda to inform the other experts there.
"I'll hold him back. You all quickly escape. You must return alive!" The eyes of the Clear Sky Pagoda's elder flickered with determination.
Then, he stood up and stood in front of the disciples.
The disciples' faces were filled with grief. However, they couldn't dissuade the elder, so they could only turn around and leave.
"Trying to leave? After acting tough in front of me, Duan Yun, you still want to leave?"
The gray-haired youth sneered and casually waved his hand. In an instant, the flames' momentum changed. They suddenly soared into the sky and transformed into a huge flaming palm.
The raging flaming palm swatted toward Ye Pang and the others.
However, when all the flames left Bu Fang's position, Duan Yun was stunned.
That was because the slender figure was still calmly standing there.
"Why didn't you get burned to ashes by my alchemic flames?!" Duan Yun cried out in disbelief. He was extremely shocked. He was well aware of his own abilities.
Even though his alchemic flames couldn't compare to the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flames, when he activated them, even an eighth grade War-God would be incinerated to death, let alone Bu Fang, whose aura wasn't that strong.
It wasn't just Duan Yun. The people from the Clear Sky Pagoda were also so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
This was especially true for Ye Pang and the woman. They originally thought that Bu Fang would have already been burned to ashes by the flames. However, reality always exceeded their expectations.
"He's actually fine?" Ye Pang's eyes widened.
Bu Fang calmly stood at his original position. He furrowed his brows and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
The pitch-black Black Turtle Constellation Wok hovered above his head. Previously, Duan Yun's alchemic flames had all collided with the Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
Bu Fang originally wanted to test if the scarlet flames could activate the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. However, after burning it for a while, the temperature of the Black Turtle Constellation Wok didn't even change.
It was obvious … that it was just as the system had said. In order to activate the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, one must use the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flames.
"You can actually block my alchemic flames? It seems like I, Duan Yun, have misjudged you … You really hid your abilities well! "
Duan Yun's expression turned cold. Then, he pinched the talisman and the flaming palm that was originally aimed at the Clear Sky Pagoda disciple turned toward Bu Fang.
Bu Fang didn't have a good impression of this Duan Yun.
He had only walked out from the thicket and glanced at the Lion Head Demonic Potato, yet this Duan Yun wanted to kill him. Bu Fang was speechless. Because he was speechless, he didn't feel anything.
Bang!!
The flaming palm that blotted out the sky came crashing down. The entire ground seemed to have been set ablaze by raging flames.
This time, he was definitely going to die …
Duan Yun exhaled. The might of this palm was much stronger than the Blazing Ardent Bird he had casually activated. He didn't believe that Bu Fang could survive this attack.
Just the scorching temperature of the alchemic flames alone wasn't something an ordinary person could withstand.
The increasingly powerful flames caused the mouths of the Clear Sky Pagoda disciples to twitch.
If that palm had been aimed at them, they would have already been reduced to ashes.
"This … This time, I'm definitely going to die, right?" Ye Pang looked at the burning ground with uncertainty.
However, his pupils quickly constricted. This was because a figure slowly surged out from within the flames.
Duan Yun's muscles tensed up.
He stared at the flames.
The flames swelled up and burned fiercely. With a whoosh, the flames were suddenly torn apart.
A giant black wok slowly flew out from within the flames and smashed toward Duan Yun.
What the hell was this wok?
Duan Yun was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to slap away the black wok that was an eyesore.
Just as his palm collided with the black wok, an expressionless face appeared behind it.
Bu Fang grabbed the black wok and casually smashed it toward Duan Yun.
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