1170 Blow Up a Little Sain

Only a few people had seen the horror of the Perishing Pot.

When Bu Fang used it for the first time, no one thought that a pot could have unparalleled destructive power.

However, after the pot was thrown into the bronze gate and produced a terrifying explosion that blew up a Little Saint’s arm, those few people finally realized its horror.

Now, Bu Fang took out the Perishing Pot once again, the dish that fused the Gourmet Array and the Will of the Great Path. This time, he even pushed its power to the maximum.

Sizzle…

The pot radiated blinding white light like the hot sun. After it was flicked away by Bu Fang’s finger, it sped through the air like a bolt of white lightning.

Wherever it passed, the void kept crumbling. It was more than enough for people to tell its terrifying power.

The giant devil threw out his black spear that was streaked with patterns. It was the Giant Devils’ favorite attack, which could nail the enemies to the ground and absorb all their life force.

It was a great murderous weapon.

His eyes shot with blood. He would not fall into the same pit twice.

Last time, the Perishing Pot had blown away his flesh. This time, he swore that he would crush the guy who used the pot!

He was so irritable and furious!

In the distance, many people’s faces had turned ghastly pale.

Realm Lord Di Tai was even more shocked, amazed that Bu Fang could pull off such an incredible means of attack.

No ordinary Little Saints could defend against the Perishing Pot’s power!

City Lord Zou held his fingers like a woman. All that was left in his eyes now was the bright Perishing Pot. It was the first time he saw it, but he was unexpectedly excited.

“Bu Fang, boy, kill that cyan-skinned monster!” City Lord Zou waved his fingers and shouted.

The Nether Prison experts around also stopped what they were doing and looked at the collision.

The next moment, everyone’s eyes shrank as they watched the spear and the pot crash into each other.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion resounded through the air.

In front of everyone’s shocked eyes, the spear was stopped and could no longer move further…

It spun rapidly and exuded a tearing force, piercing a deep hole in the void with rifts spreading out around it.

The Perishing Pot, on the other hand, didn’t lose its momentum after hitting the spear, and its white light kept expanding.

The next moment, a large white lotus flower emerged, growing larger and larger as if it was about to envelop the whole sky.

RUMBLE!

Under the Perishing Pot’s terrifying power, the stones on the ground dissolved into dust and scattered.

After resisting for a while, the black spear finally broke. Cracks crawled across its surface before the whole spear shattered completely.

The giant devil’s eyes shrank, and his hair stood on end. Then, he hit the ground with both fists and roared in a hoarse voice.

However, the huge lotus of destruction still kept growing larger and larger…

RUMBLE!

The whole fifth layer of the Immortal Cooking Realm began to tremble violently. More cracks appeared on the ground as the entire place kept shaking.

Bu Fang appeared very weak now, but he looked calmly into the distance.

Sitting cross-legged on Shrimpy’s back and looking at the blooming lotus of destruction, he exhaled softly. After that, he let Shrimpy carry him into the distance.

Foxy, lying on Bu Fang’s shoulder, gaped at the huge exploding lotus.

She couldn’t believe that she was thinking about eating this thing just now… This kind of explosive power was much stronger than the explosive meatballs. If she ate it, she might get herself killed.

The little fox, with lingering fear in her heart, shyly raised her tail and wrapped it around her head, then curled into a ball on Bu Fang’s shoulder.

She wanted to lie low for the time being…

Shrimpy zoomed through the air as it flew toward the distance with Bu Fang on its back.

The lotus of destruction kept growing larger. Its edges devoured the surroundings and continuously rolled behind Shrimpy.

Even then, the other experts came to their senses. They watched in shock as the lotus of destruction spread over as if to devour them. Without saying anything, they turned and fled.

They fled in a panic. However, they soon realized that they could not escape.

The lotus’ destructive energy was spreading too fast.

In just a flash, many Nether Prison experts were engulfed by the terrible power of the Perishing Pot and turned into ashes.

The Perishing Pot was indeed a great killing machine!

Whitey’s mechanical eyes flashed. With a boom, it sped into the distance like a cannonball.

Realm Lord Di Tai’s figure flickered and appeared in front of City Lord Zou. He grabbed the latter’s shoulder and shot into the sky.

The giant devil also wanted to avoid the lotus’ destructive wave, but he was Bu Fang’s target. Besides, his body was so huge that it was not that easy for him to avoid it.

Soon, the destructive lotus was coming at him.

The lotus that blotted out the whole sky like a hill was terrifying to look at…

When the giant devil realized that he could no longer escape, he stopped in place, turned around, and threw his fists at the lotus, roaring.

“Get lost!”

His punches were shrouded with strong Nether energy, and there seemed to be a vague, transparent Will of the Great Path descending above his head.

It was the Nether Prison’s Will of the Great Path.

Nether energy spread out and formed a great wall, trying to block the Perishing Pot.

BOOM!

In front of everyone’s stunned gazes, the Perishing Pot collided with the Nether energy wall.

The next moment, the Nether energy wall containing the Will of the Great Path was effortlessly torn to pieces by the Perishing Pot, as if it was just made of a sheet of paper.

The giant devil’s eyes shrank, and he watched helplessly as both his arms were devoured by the Perishing Pot…

“Damn it!” he roared in shock and anger.

He had mustered all his strength to stop the Perishing Pot, but…

Crack… Crack…

Under the pot’s destructive power, his arms kept disappearing, and this time, it didn’t just destroy his flesh, but also his bones.

The Perishing Pot expanded, and finally, it completely engulfed the giant devil.

Everyone gasped. From afar, they could see a vague figure inside the Perishing Pot. The figure was struggling, but it just couldn’t break out.

Bu Fang stepped on Shrimpy’s back, floating in the sky far away from the explosion. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stared at the huge Perishing Pot. His Vermillion Robe whipped noisily in the wind.

“Explode,” Bu Fang said softly with an indifferent look in his eyes.

The next moment, everyone’s eyes shrank as they saw the Perishing Pot explode!

RUMBLE!

The whole world fell silent at this moment as if all the sound was swallowed up.

In the distance, the huge lotus turned into a towering pillar of fire, then exploded. Blasts swept out in all directions and lifted a layer of earth from the ground…

Over the lotus, a beam of light thrust into the sky, twisting and distorting the void.

What came after the silence was a deafening rumble.

BOOM!!!

Everyone stared blankly at the huge mushroom cloud rising in the distance, which was much larger than the one created by the dozen explosive meatballs thrown out by Bu Fang.

City Lord Zou was utterly struck dumb. Even his fingers were trembling.

“T-This… This… This attack… Did that thing really come from that little chef Bu Fang? It almost destroyed the whole fifth layer! Has that little chef really become the Great Demon King?!”

“It’s so powerful! It’s a real instrument of destruction!” Realm Lord Di Tai exclaimed.

The blasts of the explosion swept out and threw countless experts off their feet. Many people fell in the distance, feeling grateful, while some struggled to their feet, watching in horror and shaking violently.

The giant devil’s struggling figure had quieted down and didn’t seem to move at all.

Even the bronze gate and the Heaven Nether Bridge fell silent at this moment.

Many experts watching from behind the bronze gate were gasping in astonishment…

Judging from the destructive power, they could imagine that the giant devil should be dead now.

Shrimpy placed Bu Fang on the ground. At the same time, a gust of hot air blew over, which seemed to carry the Perishing Pot’s scary power.

It was almost half a day when the horrible explosion and the rumbling sound finally faded away.

Bu Fang carried Foxy in his arms and slowly walked toward the center of the explosion.

After a while, the explosion faded, leaving only plumes of billowing smoke and dust.

Bu Fang stopped. He had come to the center of the area where the Perishing Pot hit.

In front of him was a huge and bottomless pit, filled with swirling gray smoke.

Even though he was just standing at the pit’s edge, Bu Fang could feel a powerful blast blowing at his face. It was so strong that it could severely hurt an expert who just stepped into the True Immortal Realm.

The Perishing Pot was truly one that had absorbed all his divine perception. Its power was comparable to the full-power attack from a peak Little Saint.

He reckoned that even a full-power strike from the Sword Demon Clan’s Little Saint he met on the God Vanishing Mountain would not be stronger than this.

The pit was incredibly huge, almost covering half of the fifth layer, and it was so deep that it seemed to have blown through the sky in the fourth layer.

ROAR!

Suddenly, a mournful roar rang out of the pit, accompanied by the clatter of bones.

Bu Fang, standing at the edge of the pit with his hands clasped behind his back, furrowed his brows slightly. The next moment, an enormous black figure rushed out of the smoke-covered pit, swooping toward him.

It was a giant skeleton.

Without a doubt, it was the skeleton of that Little Saint giant devil.

The vitality of a Little Saint was indeed strong. It was hard to believe that the giant devil survived the explosion of such an insane magnitude.

However, he had turned into a skeleton. Almost everything on his body was burned off, leaving only his heart, which was beating and spewing life force to maintain the functionality of the skeleton.

Bu Fang’s expression remained unchanged as he watched the giant skeleton sped toward him.

Suddenly, a clang of metal echoed out.

The next moment, Whitey appeared in front of Bu Fang and swung the War God Stick. As the stick moved through the air, it expanded. Then, with a crunch, it crashed onto the skeleton and broke it into pieces.

The giant devil’s heart beat violently for a moment before it was blown apart by Whitey’s stick.

Blood sprayed into the sky and fell like rain.

As the blood sprinkled, the gray smoke began to gradually dissipate.

Whitey landed. Its mechanical eyes flashed as it stood next to Bu Fang, holding the War God Stick.

Many Nether Prison experts stood around the huge pit. They shivered when they saw the giant devil was killed.

A Little Saint had fallen!

Rumble!

An invisible Will of the Great Path churned in the grayish sky as if it was lamenting the fall of a Little Saint.

Realm Lord Di Tai breathed a deep sigh of relief, while his tensed up muscles relaxed. The next moment, the golden light that shrouded his body faded away.

He felt his strength leave him, and he couldn’t help but fall on one knee.

The side effect of forcibly breaking through the Little Saint realm was too severe. He would be weak for a long time.

City Lord Zou quickly helped Realm Lord Di Tai up with a worried look in his eyes.

“Help me to Bu Fang. He must have returned with the Spring of Life! The Immortal Cooking Realm is saved!”

Although Realm Lord Di Tai was weak, there was an undisguised excitement in his voice.

City Lord Zou nodded, put his arms around Realm Lord Di Tai’s shoulder, and hurried in Bu Fang’s direction.

However, they had just taken a few steps when both of them felt a terrifying aura from beneath their feet, instantly chilling their bodies and souls.

In the distance, the bronze gate squeaked again, opening wide with Nether energy pouring through.

There was a clear sound of footsteps ringing out of the door, echoing through the whole sky.

Bu Fang’s eyes shrank as he turned his gaze toward the bronze gate. There, a figure clad in a black robe gradually emerged.

It was a pitch-black chef robe, with a bright star embroidered on the sleeve…

A terrifying aura pervaded the sky, filling everyone’s heart with tremendous pressure.

“Hmm… I can’t believe you’ve killed a Little Saint from the Giant Devil Clan. You’re really good. However, without the terrible means of destruction just now, how can you resist the invasion of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs?”

That black-robed figure’s voice grew cold as he talked. Mixed with killing intent, it rang across the whole place.

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