Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This was a real hopeless situation. Trapped in it, even the average low-grade God King could do nothing but wait for the arrival of death.
Bu Fang was just a Demigod. He was gifted, and he had comprehended two supreme Laws of the Universe, but he was still just a Demigod. Being able to fight a low-grade God King was the limit of his ability. Now that he was surrounded by a mid-grade God King and a low-grade God King, he could not escape.
And to deal with him, the Imperial Concubine had already resorted to foul means. She had revealed her secret and made the two patriarchs of the Mo Family pin down Summer. In fact, the easiest way to solve her troubles would be for Black and White to kill Bu Fang. There was no way he could resist them.
The two patriarchs had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and they had existed from the beginning of the divine dynasty. Having lived so long, their strength was naturally fearsome. Even a high-grade God would back off when they combined their strength!
However, the Imperial Concubine wanted to kill Bu Fang with her own hands so that her mind could be at ease.
No one thought Bu Fang could escape this time, unless someone helped him, or some heads of the aristocratic families stood forward regardless of the consequences. But no family head was a fool. They would not offend the Imperial Concubine for Bu Fang.
In today’s divine dynasty, the Imperial Concubine was in power, and that gave the Mos their arrogant air. Who would dare to overreach themselves and offend her? Anyone who wished to stand forward would have to consider the consequences.
She knew that very well, so she was fearless. Her only worry was that the Divine Emperor would intervene. Therefore, she must end this as quickly as possible. She could not let that old fool interrupt her!
Bu Fang was surrounded, and the world around him was sealed up. The terrible pressure of two God Kings kept pressing down on him, their dreadful auras almost blowing the void apart.
Mo Pao’s eyes shone like torches. The moment he received the news from the Imperial Concubine, he tore the void and returned from the ancient Heavengod’s relics. He wanted to kill this boy who had destroyed his mansion! Now, he had sealed up the void, and he knew the boy could no longer escape. He would crush all his bones!
Bu Fang was hovering in midair with his Vermilion Robe fluttering. The situation changed too fast, so much so that it was beyond his expectation. He glanced at the Imperial Concubine, then at Mo Pao, and lastly at Summer, who was fighting with all her might but was still pinned down by the two old men. He sighed softly.
‘Are they going to kill me this time?’ he thought to himself. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. All he wanted was to quietly open a restaurant in the capital. Why was it so difficult?
A rumbling sound rang out from under the building. The next moment, one expert after another rushed up into the sky. They were the elders of the Divine Chef Temple, who included many Perfected Gods and one low-grade God King.
Bu Fang was the Lord of the Divine Chef Temple. For the sake of the Temple’s honor, they couldn’t let anyone kill him.
The appearance of these elders, of course, was expected by the Imperial Concubine. She glanced indifferently at those old men, who were flying up toward the sky, and pursed her lips.
“Go back where you came from,” she said in a faint voice.
The next moment, one of the two patriarchs pinning down Summer detached himself from the battle, tore the void, and came in front of the elders. He was a stooped old man clad in a white robe. With all the wrinkles on his face, he looked like someone with one foot in the grave. However, his eyes gleamed with power.
“Back off now,” the old man said. Then, he threw out a palm toward the elders. The Power of Law immediately poured down, blotting out the sky as it went smashing at the elders in a flash.
The leading elder, who was a low-grade God King, flew into a rage. He raised his hand and unleashed his Power of Law. However, his power was instantly scattered by the old man’s power, and then he was knocked back and smashed to the ground with a boom. The other Perfected Gods fell to the ground as well and were forced to kneel by the old man’s pressure.
As a peaked mid-grade God King, White’s cultivation base was formidable, and he had comprehended almost five hundred Laws. In terms of fighting strength alone, only a handful of experts in the entire divine dynasty could match him.
The onlookers were sucking in their breaths as they watched the scene in horror. All the elders of the Divine Chef Temple were suppressed by one man and forced to kneel. It was a shocking scene.
In the distance, Summer’s eyes burst with towering wrath. The Power of Law swirled around her, and her Law of Space erupted. For a moment, she managed to suppress Black. She had only comprehended two hundred Laws, so it was too difficult for her to face both Black and White at the same time.
The surrounding people thought the Divine Chef Temple was going to be destroyed this time. In the past, it was so powerful that no aristocratic family had dared to offend it, but now, it had been reduced to so low that it couldn’t even fight back when it was bullied like this. Summer alone could not give the Divine Chef Temple the deterrent power it used to have.
King Pingyang sighed with emotion. ‘A pity that Bu Fang is the present Lord Temple. If that shameless guy is still here, the Imperial Concubine won’t dare strike out. After all, she had been lectured by that guy many times…’
As Bu Fang watched the elders being suppressed and forced to kneel, he frowned with a surge of fury in his heart.
“How dare you get angry!” the Imperial Concubine sneered.
Mo Pao’s eyes flickered, and he struck out in a flash. With this part of the world sealed up, Bu Fang had almost no chance to escape. So in Mo Pao’s eyes, he was only waiting for death to come!
The void burst apart continuously. As a low-grade God King, Mo Pao’s strength was fearsome, not weaker than Silver Armor’s. Even so, he was wary too. After all, he heard that this boy possessed some scary abilities that had killed Silver Armor with a slash. He didn’t want to follow that unlucky fellow’s footsteps.
Mo Pao threw down a punch. The void trembled as the Power of over one hundred Laws spun and seemed to turn into a round pillar. At the God Realm, the Laws were everything. To Gods and God Kings, the importance of the Power of Law needed no further explanation!
Mo Pao was very fierce, but Bu Fang wouldn’t resign himself to death. His eyes flashed, and his spirit sea trembled and surged. “White Tiger…” he murmured. The next moment, he jerked his head up. His hair spread out, turning from black to white in a heartbeat. At the same time, a tiger roar echoed out and shook the world!
Rumble!
Mo Pao’s punch came smashing down. White-haired Bu Fang raised both hands and blocked it. Terrible Power of Law poured at him with a great force that made the Vermilion Robe cling to his body. As he was being pushed down, the Law of Transmigration flashed over his palms, resisting Mo Pao’s Law.
Soon, he was smashed hard into the building. A boom rang out as the top part of the Divine Chef Temple shattered. For a moment, the whole building was swaying, and cracks were rapidly spreading across its surface.
Everyone gasped.
“These people have no scruples at all! I can’t believe they fight so crazily in the capital!” one of the onlookers said.
Fortunately, this part of the world was sealed up, so the fluctuations of the battle could not spread and affect the whole capital.
Rumble!
Mo Pao flew out from the building. He was kicked out. Then, a white figure leaped and ran up toward the sky like an agile white tiger.
White-haired Bu Fang’s body was very agile like a spring, and whenever he leaped, the void burst apart! His aura was totally different now. A moment ago, he was indifferent and calm, but now, he was violent, cocky, and fierce. Even his fighting strength seemed to have improved, which allowed him to suppress Mo Pao.
Mo Pao and Bu Fang fought fiercely in midair. The scene shocked everyone. Inside the phoenix palanquin, the Crown Prince’s pupils constricted, and he grabbed the door frame tightly.
Although it was said that a Demigod who comprehended two supreme Laws of the Universe could fight a God King, it was all in theory. In fact, in the face of a God King, an exceptional Demigod would still be suppressed, all because of the pressure and the Power of Law comprehended by the God King. Under the suppression, a Demigod could only fight with less than one-tenth of his strength.
Boom!
A punch was thrown. Mo Pao and Bu Fang were knocked flying back at the same time, tumbling across the air.
Bu Fang stopped in midair, jerked his head up, and raised his chin cockily.
Mo Pao, on the other hand, kept stepping back with his energy and blood rocking inside. He quickly regained his balance. The Power of Law shrouding him seemed to glow.
“That’s not bad for a mere Demigod. Given time, you will surely accomplish great things. Unfortunately, you have offended the Mos, so you no longer have the chance to grow up!”
Mo Pao’s eyes were full of malice. Bu Fang’s fearsome prowess was beyond his expectation. But it did not matter. With the Imperial Concubine here, this chef could no longer turn the tables, for she was a mid-grade God King!
Sure enough, the Imperial Concubine stopped watching and made her move. A sonorous phoenix cry soared into the skies, and for a moment, the whole world became silent. A fire phoenix wheeled behind her with flames spreading around it.
White-haired Bu Fang immediately sensed a terrible pressure, which made his pupils constrict. He roared, his white hair waving.
In midair, the Imperial Concubine appeared like a celestial being descending from above. A dazzling light was blooming behind her back, and she pointed out a finger. The power of over two hundred Laws lingered around the finger as it pressed down. The void shattered, and white-haired Bu Fang was immediately pushed to the ground.
The whole building that was the Divine Chef Temple crumbled and turned into ruins completely. Rubble rolled as Bu Fang rose to his feet. The White Tiger had returned to his spirit sea, and he didn’t summon the other Artifact Spirits.
He knew that even if he summoned the Divine Dragon, the Artifact Spirit who fitted perfectly with the Law of Space, he might still be no match for the Imperial Concubine. With just one move, he realized that he could not defeat a mid-grade God King now.
However, this did not mean that Bu Fang did not have other means! If he was forced into a tight corner, he would throw out an enhanced Perishing Pot!
The Imperial Concubine stood high up in the sky, her eyes cold and devoid of any emotion. She crooked her fingers as if holding a flower, then flicked them in Bu Fang’s direction. A terrible aura spread instantly, and the void burst apart.
Bu Fang felt a crisis approaching. He narrowed his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and produced a silver dried pot. The silver Divine flame burned ragingly and fell under the pot as if they were one. Initially, the dried pot only contained the Law of Transmigration, but this time… Bu Fang stuffed the Law of Space in it as well.
As the two supreme Laws entered the pot, the terrible, unstable energy immediately surged, spinning like a pinwheel.
Bu Fang held the dried pot in his hand and stared at the Imperial Concubine in the sky with bright eyes. “So you want to hurt each other? Then come!” he said with a straight face.
As his voice rang out, the onlookers’ expressions changed completely. They were all shocked by the terrible power contained in the pot he was holding. Even Mo Pao, King Pingyang, and the other God Kings all had their pupils constricted.
The Imperial Concubine sneered. The dried pot in Bu Fang’s hand was powerful, but she wasn’t afraid at all because she was stronger. She performed a hand incantation gesture. The next moment, the void in front of her began to shake.
A sonorous phoenix cry echoed out and thrust into the sky. Then, a luxurious artifact, which seemed to be pieced together with hundreds of thousands of golden phoenix feathers, emerged in midair.
The people present were utterly stunned, their bodies shivering.
“That is… the Heavenly Phoenix Plumes! It’s one of the dynasty’s divine artifacts!”
Bu Fang focused his eyes and exhaled. No matter if it was Heavenly Phoenix Plumes or peacock plumes, it would be destroyed by the Perishing Pot. He was very confident, and he knew that the art of explosion would shock the world!
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With his eyes flashing, he bent his arm over his shoulder and flung it out hard. The Perishing Pot in his hand immediately spun at high speed and ripped through the air as it sped toward the Imperial Concubine in the sky.
The moment Bu Fang threw out the Perishing Pot, an opening was torn in the sky, and a tiny figure bolted out from it!
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