1165 Bu Fang“s Exquisite Flaming Palm!

“I finally made it…”

Bu Fang’s faint voice resounded through the sky. Although it wasn’t loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

Meng Qi was carried by Shrimpy. After some time, she had regained some strength and sat up.

Since Shrimpy flew very fast, her hair whipped around in the wind. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Bu Fang in the distance, bursting into a blaze of light and hope at the latter’s appearance.

She knew where Bu Fang had gone.

To save the seed of the Immortal Tree, he went to Earth Prison in search of the Spring of Life. His return was equivalent to the return of the Immortal Cooking Realm’s hope.

Did he really find the Spring of Life and return with hope?

Meng Qi looked eagerly at Bu Fang. She sincerely hoped it was true. She didn’t want him to come back empty-handed.

Shrimpy flew at high speed and reached the Immortal City in a flash. After placing Meng Qi on the wall, it rose again in a streak of golden light and sped off toward Bu Fang.

Eyes were cast at Meng Qi from the surroundings, which gave her a pause. She looked around and found that there was a look of horror in the eyes of every Immortal Chef on the wall. She sighed.

If the Immortal Cooking Realm could survive this time, she felt it needed major reform. After staying in a safe and peaceful environment for too long, everyone’s pluck and courage had already worn away.

Just then, it occurred to her that Bu Fang was up against five Nether Prison experts, and the weakest of them was at Eight-star True Immortal Realm. Could he cope with opponents of such formidable strength?

At the thought of this, her face turned pale.

…

A gust of wind blew over and stirred Bu Fang’s hair, causing the velvet cord that bound his hair to unravel. His Vermillion Robe had turned fiery red, and two pairs of flaming wings spread behind his back. In his hand, he held the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, which emitted golden light as if it was made of pure gold.

“Oh? So there is still someone in the Immortal Cooking Realm who has the courage to stand up?”

“It turns out that there are still men in the Immortal Cooking Realm. Haha!”

“After letting a woman protect them for so long, it’s time for a man to show up and get himself killed…”

The Nether Prison experts burst out laughing and looked at Bu Fang with mocking faces. To them, he was merely an ant coming out to die. They could not sense how strong his cultivation base was. Even so, they didn’t take him seriously because apart from the realm lord and several city lords, there was no one in the Immortal Cooking Realm that could pose a threat to them, or so they thought.

“Finally made it? Haha! Are you saying that you finally made it to get yourself killed?” one of the Nether Prison experts said mockingly. The next moment, a formidable aura spread out of him, while stars flashed above his head. Then, he transformed into a stream of light and sped toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang floated in midair and looked indifferently at that expert. The flaming wings behind his back flapped and stirred up gusts of strong wind.

Slowly, he raised the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife. The sound of heartbeats resounded across the sky as the Heart of Cooking Path pulsated.

“A slash…” Bu Fang said faintly. Right after that, a gust of wind stirred his Vermillion Robe, making it flicker like fire.

“What an arrogant guy!” The Nether Prison expert roared. A plume of dark Nether energy rose into the sky. With both fists placed next to his waist, he rushed out. The next moment, two savage beasts dashed at Bu Fang.

Roar! Roar!

The beasts’ roars echoed through the air, while a terrifying pressure pervaded the sky. All the people in the city were cowering in the corners of the city walls, not daring to breathe too loud. Even City Lord Meng Qi clenched her fists nervously.

“Cutting Immortal Style…”

Bu Fang swung his Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife down. His eyes flashed, and a mighty burst of true energy exploded out of him. Suddenly, the roars and cries of a dragon, a tiger, a bird, and a tortoise rang out in his mind, causing waves to rise in his spirit sea. At the same time, the golden texts shone blindingly.

The next moment, his divine perception swept out like a tornado, striking the mind of the Nether Prison expert like a shockwave. It exploded in his spirit sea, making him look somewhat dazed and blurring his consciousness.

Even then, a huge shadow emerged behind Bu Fang, making a straight cut with the kitchen knife in its hand…

The sky seemed to have been torn by this kitchen knife.

In everyone’s eyes, the knife was extremely brilliant. It slashed down in a flash, cutting the two beasts made of Nether energy and the Nether Prison expert in half…

Blood sprayed in all directions.

The expert’s eyes were filled with disbelief when his body suddenly exploded with a boom.

He was killed!

Everyone was stunned. Both the Nether Prison experts and the Immortal Chefs in the Immortal City were stupefied.

He had slain a Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert with just… one slash?! Who the h.e.l.l was he? Why was he so strong?!

“He is… the Great Demon King!” someone recognized Bu Fang and shouted out loud.

“Ah?! Oh, yes, he really is the Great Demon King!”

“Heaven! When did the Great Demon King become so strong?”

“He killed a Nine-star True Immortal with one slash… The Great Demon King is invincible!”

The Immortal City was completely boiling. Everyone’s face turned red with excitement. In their minds, the Great Demon King was a miracle, and now, his appearance had brought them another miracle. He had just killed a Nine-star True Immortal alone… Was this really something that the Great Demon King, who was merely a One-star True Immortal Realm expert, could achieve?

“No, no, no… The Great Demon King is no longer a One-star True Immortal!” someone shouted excitedly.

“Look, the Great Demon King’s aura is far beyond that of a One-star True Immortal! Even City Lord Meng Qi seems to be slightly weaker than him…”

“Could it be that… Could it be that the Great Demon King is a Nine-star True Immortal now?!”

“How did the Great Demon King manage to break through so fast?!”

Everyone was shocked. Someone was able to determine Bu Fang’s cultivation base—he was already a Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert.

Bu Fang paid no heed to the shocking discussion down below. After killing a Nether Prison expert with a slash, he turned his eyes to the other few experts in the distance.

“We’ve underestimated you. However, your resistance is futile! The destruction of the Immortal Cooking Realm has been foreordained. You can’t change anything!” one of the Nether Prison experts said coldly.

“Oh…” Bu Fang’s indifferent reply gave them a pause.

“If you surrender now, we’ll spare your life…” the expert added.

Bu Fang gave that expert a strange look. “Do you think I’m stupid?”

When he had finished, he opened his mouth. A ma.s.s of white flames suddenly darted out and turned into a sea of fire that covered the whole sky.

After that, he raised his hand. The sea of fire spread out instantly, transforming into a white flaming palm that blotted the sky. Using his divine perception, he slapped the palm down at the remaining four Nether Prison experts.

Bu Fang had long wanted to feel what it was like to kill someone with a slap, but his strength had always been relatively weak.

Lord Dog was invincible with his exquisite paw, and now, Bu Fang had finally learned the Exquisite Flaming Palm!

Boom!

The hot flames blasted toward the targets with terrible power.

The four Nether Prison experts unleashed Nether energy, trying to resist. To their horror, however, the flame could even burn their Nether energy.

“d.a.m.n it! What kind of fire is this?!” roared one of the experts.

Without hesitation, they shot away in the distance like arrows. However, as soon as they moved, their pupils constricted.

In the direction they were heading, Bu Fang, in his fiery scarlet Vermillion Robe, looked back at them coolly, then raised a black wok in his hand and threw it at them.

The black wok grew in size as it flew, shattering the void.

The next moment, the four experts were hit by the black wok.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The black wok kissed their faces intimately, filling the air with the sound of breaking bones.

In an instant, their noses were smashed, and a myriad of sensations poured into their minds. They felt so depressed that they almost vomited blood.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The impact knocked them flying backward and cras.h.i.+ng into the city wall, taking away their abilities to fight again.

They were defeated by a wok.

The flames that had blotted the sky disappeared and turned into a tiny spark that danced on Bu Fang’s palm.

“Well, I’ll leave the rest to you,” said Bu Fang faintly, holding the black wok in his hand. He planned to leave immediately and head toward the fourth layer.

He was a little anxious. In his divine perception, the Immortal Cooking Realm’s Will of the Great Path was steadily weakening… He had to find Realm Lord Di Tai quickly and help him revive the seed of the Immortal Tree.

A group of people climbed out of the Immortal City and pulled the four men down the city wall. The Immortal Chefs, who had long been gripped by fear, were now burning with rage. They actually thought of fighting back, but their abilities were limited. Now, these four enemies had become the outlet of their anger and frustration.

All kinds of attacks fell one after another. The four men, who had lost their abilities to resist, could only watch as the rain of attacks engulfed them.

At this moment, the fear and panic among the people completely disappeared.

On the wall, City Lord Meng Qi looked at Bu Fang with complicated eyes. She had been worried about how to prevent the spread of fear in the Immortal City. She found it hard to believe that the problem was so effortlessly solved by Bu Fang.

Suddenly, Bu Fang turned around, frowned, and looked at the entrance. A plume of Nether energy spread out of it once again, as if some horrible existence was about to come out.

The invaders were coming again.

Everyone stopped their movements and looked up at the entrance in the sky.

Bu Fang floated up with the flaming wings spread on his back. He lifted a hand and patted Foxy on his shoulder, who was eager to do something. The next moment, several steaming golden explosive meatb.a.l.l.s appeared and hovered around him.

Roar! Roar!

Finally, hordes of Nether Prison experts poured out of the entrance and rushed toward the bottom, covering the sky like countless locusts.

The Immortal Chefs in the city were all trembling in fear, while a Nether Prison expert, who was beaten black and blue and covered in blood, burst out laughing.

“You’re dead… You all have to die! The Nether Prison army will slaughter everything in the Immortal Cooking Realm!”

Bam!

He had barely said a few words when he was, once again, pushed to the ground and beaten by the Immortal Chefs.

Foxy sniffed at the meatb.a.l.l.s floating around Bu Fang, narrowed its eyes, and licked its lips. It wanted to eat them, but Bu Fang had fed it too much just now and told it that he would need its help later, so it didn’t need to attack now…

Bu Fang bit through seven explosive meatb.a.l.l.s, then threw them all out.

Like golden meteors, the seven steaming meatb.a.l.l.s sped toward the Nether Prison experts emerging from the entrance.

Destruction was fast approaching.