Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Vishnu planned to trade with Bu Fang. He had intended to weaken this unbridled Immortal of Hua with the military power of mortals before he made a move to suppress him. However, after the battle just now, he started to be a little afraid of Bu Fang’s strength.
The strange energy developed by the Americans would significantly increase the power of firearms, allowing them to break through the defenses of the Gods. Even he felt a little difficulty when facing them. And yet, Bu Fang was able to fend them off with ease.
In any case, he was not too frightened. After all, he was one of the three Great Gods of India, a supreme being.
He and Shiva had captured the White Tiger, the white-haired boy who emerged from the egg in the spiritual energy sealing point. Originally, they were going to fight over the stove, but they were attracted to him. After capturing him, they found that the stove was more useful than the boy.
This made them feel somewhat depressed. They thought there was something special about the boy, so they had spent a lot of effort to capture him. In the end, he was just an egocentric boy who fought like a mad dog. Fortunately, they were strong enough to bring him under control.
“You are too arrogant, fellow Immortal from Hua,” Vishnu said, his face cold. Bu Fang’s words were so rude that they made him angry. He was the Great God of India, and yet this Immortal of Hua actually looked down on him?
“I’ve decided… I will not give you the boy, and the stove will be mine,” he said. The divine elephant under him trumpeted, its long nose lifting as it stood on its hind legs as if to trample the sky to pieces.
“You have a nice… elephant,” Bu Fang said as his eyes lit up.
That only further infuriated Vishnu. However, those on the Hua side did not know whether to cry or laugh.
‘Sure enough, this is Senior’s style…’ Chief Luo was among the soldiers of Hua. He was somewhat speechless when he heard what Bu Fang said.
Xiao Ai, on the other hand, clenched her fists excitedly. “Yes! That’s the way! Senior is always so domineering!”
Nethery was still nibbling at the wing, her lips shining with grease. She had to admit that Bu Fang’s grilled wing was delicious.
When the scene was streamed on the Internet through the camera, all viewers broke out into a commotion.
“Haha! There was a roc yesterday that couldn’t fit in a grill, and today we have a divine elephant who is too large to be put inside a pressure cooker…”
“Senior is a glutton, period! He will eat the mounts of all the Gods and Immortals in the world!”
“All hail the mighty Senior… I want to eat braised elephant meat!”
The Internet users were all laughing happily. They had been watching the battle seriously, but Bu Fang’s remark had lightened their mood.
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The divine elephant was intelligent, and it flew into a rage at Bu Fang’s remark. Once again, it lifted its trunk and trumpeted. The sound was so loud that it shook heaven and earth.
Boiling with anger, Vishnu cried out, “Asuras!”
At his voice, each of his four arms threw out a lotus flower. They bloomed, and two men and two girls jumped out of them. The men were ugly and fierce, while the girls were beautiful and heroic.
As soon as they appeared, the four Asuras filled the air with a sharp aura. Each of them held a golden spear, the tip of which was pointing at Bu Fang. Monstrous killing intent could be seen in their eyes.
“Those who insulted the Great God will be killed!” bellowed one of the female Asuras.
‘Asuras?’ Bu Fang raised his brows. Each of these Asuras was equivalent to a top Heaven Immortal, which meant that they were about the same level as the Four Heavenly Kings. He had killed the latter with a swipe of his hand, so these four Asuras could pose him no threat.
“A pity that… Asuras are not edible,” Bu Fang muttered.
Once again, all the people did not know whether to cry or laugh, while the female Asura’s anger flared up. The four of them spun their spears in the sky, then flung them toward Bu Fang. “Kill him!” growled the Asura.
The spears ripped the void and seemed to leave holes in the sky, proving their terrifying power. The expression of many changed, while those in Hua’s army looked horrified.
Bu Fang had no intention to waste his time on these Asuras, so his way to deal with them was simple and violent. He raised his hand and thrust his palm toward them in the sky. A huge palm emerged in midair instantly and slapped down, shattering the spears and turning them into fragments.
The Asuras’ expression changed drastically. Roaring, they unleashed their aura and power, trying to resist the palm. However, the moment they touched it, they felt an overwhelming force wash over them.
In just a flash, the four Asuras broke and crumbled in midair, turning into dust and scattering everywhere.
With just one slap, Bu Fang had killed four Asuras, who were as strong as peak Heaven Immortals!
The Indian soldiers on the plain were dumbstruck, shivering all over with fear. Vishnu’s pupils constricted, while Shiva, hiding in the void, snorted under his breath. Obviously, they never expected that the four Asuras would be killed within seconds.
‘Vishnu, let’s attack together…’ Shiva said through a voice transmission. He was already feeling a sense of unease.
Vishnu narrowed his eyes and slapped the divine elephant. With him on its back, the mount charged. “Go!” he cried out, then he rose into the sky while the elephant pressed on, splitting into thousands of clones in a flash.
For a moment, the sky was filled with elephants, all trampling toward Bu Fang. The world turned dark as if the end was approaching. It was extremely terrifying.
Vishnu was truly one of the three Great Gods of India. As soon as he made his move, he caused a major change to the world around him. This was true divine power.
Rumbling filled the air, and the vault of heaven seemed to vibrate. It was as if a supreme will was watching them from above.
Chief Luo’s cheeks trembled. “This is… an Immortal King level existence!” He could not believe that Vishnu was actually an Immortal King!
Xiao Ai’s face turned pale, and her hands were shaking a little. ‘This is the first time Senior faces an Immortal King, isn’t it? I wonder if Senior could handle it?’
The military was paying close attention. Through Xiao Ai’s live stream, the Internet users were also watching, and everyone gasped. They were laughing just now, but when Vishnu made a move, they still felt fear.
The world fell silent, and the only sound was the rumble of elephants running wildly across the sky.
“Hmm… Elephants are edible,” Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth. In the face of tens of thousands of elephants, he did not dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and stomped his foot in midair.
All the elephants trembled at the stomp of the foot, then they halted in place, fell to their knees, and bowed their heads at Bu Fang. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared and turned into a whimpering divine elephant.
“There is one more. Show yourself.” Bu Fang turned his head and looked at one specific spot in the void. His God of Cooking’s Eye could see through all illusions.
Where he laid his eyes on, a white cow emerged, which carried a man on its back. He was none other than one of the three Great Gods of India, Shiva.
The appearance of the two Great Gods terrified everyone. “This Shiva was clearly planning to sneakily attack Senior! He’s so sinister! Fortunately, Senior has discovered the evil plot with his keen sense of food ingredients!”
Expressionless, Shiva raised his four arms. Then, the white cow under him mooed and charged, heading straight toward Bu Fang.
The cow closed in on Bu Fang in a flash, but he punched it on the head, breaking its horns. The beast howled. Grabbing the elephant with one hand and the cow with the other, his eyes began to gleam.
“Heaven and Earth Farmland… Open!” Frowning, he looked up at the sky. A will seemed to surge there, but it left eventually. He twitched the corner of his mouth.
The muscles on his arms bulged as he ripped the void apart and created a rift, behind which was a boundless world. It was filled with the scent of flowers, green grass, and trees. It looked like a paradise. Suddenly, the divine elephant and the white cow disappeared. Bu Fang had shoved them into the farmland.
The faces of Vishnu and Shiva fell. They never expected Bu Fang to have such means.
“Attack!” Vishnu bellowed, and he lifted the seashell in his hand. Shiva’s eyes gleamed as he held up his seashell as well. Then, they both blew their seashells at the same time.
A peculiar sound wave spread. The plain exploded and burst apart under its attack, while countless Indian soldiers were killed by the explosion.
“Blowing seashells?” Bu Fang raised his brows. “Are these two fellows here to make me laugh?” he said lightly. When the sound wave swept over him, the Vermilion Robe fluttered. He was unhurt—the seashells had no effect on him.
Vishnu and Shiva exchanged a look, and their expression grew solemn. “Try this treasure, then!” Vishnu threw out his sword, while the third eye on Shiva’s forehead opened and spewed out a plume of flame to burn everything. It was the karmic flame.
They were both Immortal King-level existences, so they refused to accept the fact that they could not defeat a mere Immortal of Hua.
Bu Fang put his hands behind him and let the sword cut him and the karmic flame burn him. He was safe with the Vermilion Robe. In its perfect state, the Vermilion Robe’s defense was impregnable!
“Hand over the white-haired boy… and I will spare your life,” Bu Fang said after thinking for a while.
“How arrogant! What can you do to us?!” Vishnu said coldly.
They saw that Bu Fang was wearing the chef’s robe, which was a Divine Artifact. It had given him an impregnable defense, and that was the reason why they could not hurt him.
They refused to admit that they were weaker than him. After all, they were two of the three mightiest Gods of India. How could they be weaker than an Immortal of Hua?
“What can I do to you?” Bu Fang lost his patience. He raised his Taotie Arm, and the Yin and Yang energy swirled around the arm as he threw out a punch. A terrifying rumble echoed through the air, while the vibration of his muscles shattered the void.
An invisible force instantly enveloped Vishnu and Shiva, terrifying them. Vishnu raised his hand to block, but the punch shattered his entire arm. Then, a silver flame spread all over him and burned him down to nothing. A moment later, he turned into a lotus flower.
Shiva’s body was blown apart as well, but he condensed a new one, which took the look of a woman. “You… You…” He was horrified, and when he saw that Bu Fang was about to throw out another punch, he was scared out of his wits.
Without hesitation, he turned to flee. “Brahma, save me!” he screamed. He was extremely terrified—he felt an aura of death had enveloped him.
No one had expected to see this. “Is Senior always so… aggressive? Those are two Great Gods of India, yet he blew them apart as if they are some weaklings?!” All the people were dumbstruck, and they felt their hearts race as they watched Shiva flee in panic.
Bu Fang’s face was expressionless. He did not care who these Gods were. Since they wanted to stop him, he just eliminated them with his fists.
Suddenly, he frowned. Just when his punch was about to smash down, the void twisted, and a white-haired boy, whose face was black and blue and whose body was bound by heavy and cold chains, emerged behind Shiva, right before his fist.
The moment Bu Fang saw the boy, his punch halted in midair. “White Tiger?” He raised his brows.
The tightly bound white-haired boy raised his chin abruptly and snorted. Even though his face was black and blue, he was still as proud as before. There was nothing in this world that could make him bow!
Meanwhile, a beam of golden light emerged behind White Tiger, and soon, a thousand of them appeared, accompanied by the chanting of some Buddhist scripture. The next moment, a huge Buddha with four faces came into sight, shrouded in the light of Buddha that illuminated everything.
