Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A silver flame?
All eyes rested on the flame thrown out by Bu Fang. It was a wisp of silver flame, shining brilliantly. The moment it appeared, its scorching heat caused the temperature of the whole place to rise significantly. With a flick of his finger, it turned into a stream of light and sped away, and in just a flash, it was in front of Zhao Wuhen, who had transformed into a huge Taotie.
A lot of people present were somewhat struck dumb.
“Did you hear what he said? Lord Zhao is not qualified to let him use his Law!”
“Why is he so arrogant? How is he going to fight Lord Zhao’s Power of Law if he doesn’t use his own Law?”
“He’s too arrogant! He will soon see how foolish he has been!”
Many of the watchers were sneering. Even the young master would not be so bold as to not use his Power of Law when facing Zhao Wuhen. Bu Fang was just a chef from a third-class world, and yet he was so daring. He might want to show off, the crowd thought, but he should learn that not every place was suitable for that.
The flame collided with Zhao Wuhen’s Law of Devour. A rumbling sound filled the air as energy waves spread like ripples, kicking up sand and dust as they swept out in all directions. Under the crushing force of the Law, the silver flame managed to stop the corrosion from the Power of the Law. That surprised the watchers.
“That flame is… unusual.” The young master squinted at the silver flame. It danced and seemed to emanate a unique essence. Suddenly, he gave a soft cry of surprise as he sensed something strange.
He was comprehending the Law of Destruction. The supreme Law of the Universe certainly had its uniqueness, which made his perception much stronger than that of an average Demigod. Under his perception, the Power of Laws hidden in the flame burst forth.
“A flame containing the Power of Laws?! How could there be such a strange flame in the world?”
With a thump, Zhao Wuhen fell hard to the ground, but this time, it was less awkward. Hovering in midair, Bu Fang moved his fingers. The silver flame began to slowly transform. In Zhao Wuhen’s eyes, it grew fainter at a speed visible to the naked eyes before vanishing completely.
“It’s gone?!”
The watchers all cried out in surprise. Could a flame do that? It had indeed disappeared! The heat was gone, and so was the color. It was as if it had hidden its trace from the world of senses. This was a flame unlike any other!
The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched slightly. After devouring three Laws, the Divine flame’s power was extremely fearsome, and its temperature was so high that it could burn even Gods. His fingers moved, and his divine sense spread like threads.
All of a sudden, Zhao Wuhen howled miserably. The temperature around him shot up in a flash and made him feel as if he was standing in a sea of fire, which was about to burn him to death. His skin began to flush, and even the Power of Law around him seemed to melt in the scorching heat of the flame.
A flame that could turn invisible? Everyone felt chills run down their backs. They could not believe what they had just seen.
The young master smiled as he watched with interest. ‘No wonder he could solve the seal of that inheritance the Divine Chef Temple found. It looks like this young man does have some tricks up his sleeve. Without using the Power of Law, he is already suppressing Zhao Wuhen. I wonder what Law he is comprehending?’
A rumbling sound filled the air as Bu Fang fell like a meteorite and landed hard on the ground, causing it to tremble. Zhao Wuhen, whose body was all red from the heat, was growling in front of him. Suddenly, he reached out his Taotie Arm, grabbed Zhao Wuhen by the neck, and pushed him down hard on the ground.
Boom!
The ground burst into a huge crater instantly, filled with smoke and dust. The Law of Devour that surrounded Zhao Wuhen faded away as he lay at the bottom of the crater like a dead dog. With just one blow, he was defeated.
He refused to give up, however, and he struggled to his feet under Bu Fang’s suppressive pressure. However, he had just stood up when Bu Fang grabbed his head and threw him back to the ground again. In the end, he chose to stop struggling.
The heir of an aristocratic family was defeated by a little-known Demigod. What did that mean? It meant that this young man also possessed mighty talents comparable to those famous heirs and princes in the capital. An expert like this would have a bright future.
Luo Sanniang did not seem to expect Bu Fang could do that either. He had defeated Zhao Wuhen without even using the Power of Law. Meanwhile, Master Cheng was utterly dumbstruck. It was as if something was stuck in his throat, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
‘This Zhao Wuhen is really… good for nothing!’
The fact that Bu Fang had defeated Zhao Wuhen surprised everyone including the young master. However, instead of flying into a rage, the young master smiled and clapped his hands. “Not bad, not bad at all… Since you could solve the seal of the Divine Chef Temple’s inheritance, you are indeed not an ordinary Demigod, and you have proved yourself to be a formidable expert by defeating Zhao Wuhen.”
He was smiling when he said that, but his eyes grew sharper and sharper.
“In that case, I’ll give you a chance. If you can run away from three of my guards, I’ll forget about what happened, whether you are the one who let the Seven-colored Sky Devouring Python go or not.”
Luo Sanniang’s expression changed dramatically when she heard that. ‘Run away from three of his guards? How is that possible?!’
Those guards were all elites, and their strength had reached the level of a low-grade God. However, they were not ordinary low-grade Gods. Each of them had comprehended at least three Laws, which gave them extremely fearsome strength. It was obvious the young master had no intention of letting Bu Fang run away when he said that.
“My lord, Bu Fang is the Divine Chef Temple’s distinguished guest…” Luo Sanniang tried to intercede for Bu Fang again, but she was mercilessly cut off by the young master.
“I’ve already given him a chance. Let’s see if he can take it!” After that, he flicked his sleeve and ignored Luo Sanniang.
Rumble!
Terrible auras exploded out, and the void seemed to distort under them. The next moment, three guards clad in dark iron armor approached, stepping over the air.
They were the elites of King Pingyang’s mansion. Their status was extremely noble because they were not ordinary Gods—they were soldiers under King Pingyang and had once attacked the other Divine Dynasties for the Xiayi Divine Dynasty.
They were the elites among elites, seasoned veterans. When the three of them joined forces, they could intercept even a mid-grade God. There was no way that a mere Demigod could run away from them. And if they were to fight head-on, even the young master would suffer losses.
With spears in hands, the three guards fixed their sharp eyes at Bu Fang and roared. Then, their Power of Laws exploded out, while a burst of mighty divine pressure swept out and poured toward Bu Fang.
Bu Fang loosened his grip. Zhao Wuhen’s body immediately fell to the ground with a thud. His expression remained unchanged when he heard the young master’s words. ‘If I can run away from three of his guards, he will forget about what happened? I just need to run away?’
A shrill whistle rang out, and the void cracked as the three guards sped over with towering killing intent. They were elite soldiers, so as soon as they struck, heaps of corpses and a sea of blood emerged around them. That was the scene of a battlefield. A glance at it would drive an ordinary person mad. Even the divine sense of a mid-grade God might not be strong enough to withstand it.
It was clear that the young master had no intention of letting Bu Fang survive when he asked the guards to attack.
The guards thrust their spears at Bu Fang. Once they pierced him, the Power of Law contained in them would completely rip him apart and tear him into pieces.
Luo Sanniang tried to move a few times, but she was held in place by the young master’s divine pressure. That made her despair. She suddenly regretted taking Bu Fang to this Beast Appreciating Feast.
The spears moved closer and closer to their target. At the bottom of the crater in the ground, Bu Fang looked up at the approaching three guards, then at their spears that were gleaming coldly.
The watchers thought Bu Fang was scared out of his wits. These elite guards were not on the same level as Zhao Wuhen. It appeared that the young master had given Bu Fang a chance, but in fact, he had already sentenced Bu Fang to death.
The aura emanating from the heaps of corpses and the sea of blood was extremely frightening.
“Run away?” Bu Fang said suddenly.
Everyone, including the young master, paused.
Bu Fang raised his hand, in which a golden kitchen knife appeared and let out a dragon roar. “Why should I run?” The corners of his lips curved upward. The next moment, the Vermilion Robe burst into light, a pair of fiery red wings spread behind his back, and his eyes shone dazzlingly.
‘Three guards who are Gods… Well, they are the perfect opponents for me to try the Kitchen Knife of Affliction. That Zhao Wuhen is too weak. I didn’t even have a chance to take out my knife. These guards… They will serve for now.’
Bu Fang exhaled softly. As he faced the approaching spears, the terrible Power of Law almost drowned him.
Suddenly, the face of the leading guard fell. He sensed the change in Bu Fang’s aura, and for a moment, he seemed to grow taller in their eyes, turning into a giant who stood tens of thousands of meters tall. The golden kitchen knife in his hand dazzled their eyes. Then, it slashed down.
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As everyone watched intently, the guards’ spears collided with Bu Fang’s knife. The result, however, was out of everyone’s expectation.
