Chapter 82: Drawing from the God of Cooking Set, the Imperious Kitchen Knife! (1/2)

Chapter 82: Drawing from the God of Cooking Set, the Imperious Kitchen Knife!

Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion

There were no startling explosions or violent squalls.

Underneath Blacky's paw, that simulacrum of the King of Hell immediately broke into pieces and silently dissipated.

During the moment Blacky struck, the minds of the six Battle-Kings almost shattered from fear. They could not gather even the slightest courage to resist as they endured the terrifying aura.

A harmless-looking dog turned into a murderous Yama in the blink of an eye. This change caused the six Battle-Kings to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

With a breaking sound, cracks appeared throughout the magic array and then it exploded into pieces. The six Battle-Kings were vomiting blood from their mouths while kneeling on the ground. They wanted to run away but their bodies refused to obey.

Crunch!

As Blacky's paw completely landed, the sound of bones being crushed rang out and the ground slightly shook for a moment.

At a distance away, Hun Qianyun was so scared that his soul was about to fly out. ”God damn… So, the most terrifying thing within the store is not this purple-eyed puppet in front of me, but the big black dog lying in front of the entrance?!”

”Where exactly did this store come from? A single dog's paw smashed the King of Hell's Soul Rending Array into pieces and squashed six Battle-Kings to death… What exactly is the big black dog's cultivation level? Is it actually a ninth grade supreme spirit beast?”

”A ninth grade supreme spirit beast is… guarding the door? Are you fricking kidding me?”

Hun Qianyun was feeling so depressed he wanted to vomit blood. He could not help but regret his actions. He must have bumped his head when he decided to antagonize the store. In the first place, the mission was already completed… However, he courted disaster when he aimed to get rid of the store at the same time.

Now, it was a situation where he went for wool and came home shorn, losing six Battle-Kings instead. Oh… There was a chance that he might even die there as well.

Blacky's paw gradually restored back into its original exquisite size once more. It disdainfully shook its paw, then glanced toward Hun Qianyun and rolled its eyes. It strided like a cat toward its usual position, lay down and went back to sleep.

Bu Fang seemed to be already well aware of Blacky's personality. It was not the first time that this lazy dog had immediately went back to sleep after showing off.

Ouyang Xiaoyi was standing within the store with her hands holding onto the door frame. Her large eyes were glittering as she looked toward Blacky with eyes filled with adoration.

”Blacky… is really awesome! I wonder what breed of dog is it?”

Blacky's closed eyes moved and slightly opened. When Blacky noticed a pair of glittering eyes staring at it, it immediately snorted and turned over its head.

”Don't keep staring at this lord dog. This lord dog is not interested in human lolis… Bark.”

Bu Fang expressionlessly walked a few steps toward the large crater caused by Blacky. It was in the shape of a dog's paw and a faint trace of black energy was rising from within.

Within the large crater, the bodies of six Battle-Kings were completely squashed into meat paste. They were definitely done for...

At a distance, Hun Qianyun's strength immediately fell after losing the King of Hell's Soul Rending Formation's support. After dropping out of the Battle-Saint level, he was completely not an opponent for the purple-eyed Whitey. After getting struck by a punch, he was brutally flung into a wall of the alleyway and buried underneath a pile of rubble.

Whitey's eyes were flashing purple and filled with a cold killing intent as it headed toward Hun Qianyun.

Suddenly, a gigantic lump of spirit fire rose from the pile of rubble. A figure was enveloped within the fire as it dashed away and instantly disappeared into the distance.

When Hun Qianyun realized the current situation was irreversible, he used one of Soul Sect's secret technique to escape. The price of using this secret technique was great, and he only used it since he had no other choice. Otherwise, he would be beaten to death by the purple-eyed Whitey.

With its target gone, Whitey went into a daze for a few seconds. It raised its mechanical arms and scratched its bald head. Then the purple color in its eyes subsided and they became red once more.

Looking at the messy alleyway, Bu Fang pursed his lips. From the looks of it, he would have to ask the crown prince to repair the alleyway when the latter came over or he would not be able to continue his business.

Xushi's corpse had already mummified. His soul was completely incinerated and his skin had shriveled up.