554 The Black Horse Chef’s Dog Fighting (1/2)

That familiar manly voice resounded throughout the central plaza.

Because of the magic arrays, the ruined central square was slowly repairing itself. The slag converged together on its own, like a stream of water, forming the ground anew.

Amidst the gentle sounds of the surrounding self-recovery, the eyes of the onlookers went wide as they turned in the direction from which the manly voice had come from—the Netherworld Ship.

Aboard the ship was a black dog whose body fat was jiggling slightly. A sneeze had sent the silvery-armored Han Li flying.

After Han Li stabilized himself, astonishment overwhelmed his heart!

This dog… really was not ordinary. Just the power behind its sneeze was so strong that he was sent flying. This… What exactly was going on?

Did he miss out on something very important?

From her position on the Netherworld Ship, Nethery, whose hair fluttered in the gentle breeze, watched events ensue with a cold expression on her face. After eating some of the purple crystal essence source, her condition had recovered by a lot.

Lord Dog glanced at Nethery before yawning. The combat ability of the Netherworld woman was at its peak within the secret realm, but in the world outside the secret realm, it was restricted by the curse. This was nothing something that could be helped; even Lord Dog itself was unable to help Nethery.

At first, Lord Dog thought that having Nethery make a move would be enough to solve the problem. Who would have known that the wild and mighty Shura Sovereign would emerge so suddenly?

And he threatened to kill his way back.

Did he think Lord Dog was scared of him?

”Lass, you should get ample rest. When we return, get that brat Bu Fang to braise that chicken for you, to help you replenish…” Lord Dog muttered, with a smile, as it glanced at Eighty, who was being held in Bu Fang's arms.

Eighty's eyes widened, and its feathers instantly stood on end. Don't be like this… It's not good to eat chickens!

When Han Li's gaze fell on the Netherworld Ship—where Bu Fang and his posse were talking, amidst laughter—his face turned gloomy; he felt that he had been disregarded. This made him, someone who was used to being the center of attention, feel a bit disgruntled.

However, he was no fool. That fat dog's show of strength had frightened him. A single sneeze from it had sent him flying. There must be something he had missed. He furrowed his brows and turned to look at Grandmaster Xuan Ming, with the intention to make inquiries.

However, Grandmaster Xuan Ming was unhappy at heart and did not want to pay Han Li any attention. Weren't you so cocky before? Weren't you going to seal up someone else's store? Why don't you continue…

The other grandmasters laughed awkwardly but said nothing.

Nangong Wuque and the rest were watching Commander Han, hoping to revel in his misfortune. Since he had dared to anger Lord Dog, he had to take responsibility for it.

Lord Dog began to walk toward the bow of the Netherworld Ship with cat-like strides.

The wind blew past the black dog, causing its body fat to jiggle.

It looked up at Han Li, who was still in the sky, and its eyes narrowed.

Seeing the gaze, Han Li's body stiffened; his face turned blood-red, and his eyes widened in horror.

Just a casual gaze from the dog… How could it be so terrifying?

Suddenly, Han Li felt gravity forcefully act on him, and he began to fall.

”You… You…”

He landed on the ground and began to tremble without stop. This type of pressure… Was this dog really an existence at the Divine Soul Echelon?!

Oh god!

A Divine Soul Echelon dog?

Han Li felt his view of the world turn on its head.

When facing someone at the Divine Soul Echelon, who would still ask for the Shura Tower...

”It's a misunderstanding… It's all a misunderstanding!” said Han Li, who had just gulped down a mouthful of saliva. He removed his helmet, revealing his ash-colored hair, a scrunched up face, and an ugly smile.

”I heard you wanted to seal my little store?” Bu Fang said as he stared at Han Li expressionlessly.

Han Li's heart shuddered in fear. He could feel the gaze of the black dog beside Bu Fang land on his body, causing him to break out in cold sweat.

”I was just joking. You are, after all, the dark horse of the Magical Hand Conference, and a strong contestant for the championship title. How could I possibly seal your store?! I am even late in coming to show my support! Tomorrow, this Commander will come to visit the store, and I will present you with a plaque written by me, the Commander!”

Han Li's face changed, and he hurried spoke with conviction.

The speed at which his face changed made the eyes of everyone watching widen.

His subordinates were all confused. What exactly was going on? They had even followed his orders to use true energy to pressure the Netherworld Ship... Now that his attitude had changed so suddenly, should they release it or not?

Lord Dog did not move, while Nethery's cold gaze swept across this group of people.

These guards under Han Li all had very strong cultivations; they were all existences that had broken at least three Supreme Being shackles.

However, at that moment, they all felt a chill crawling up their spines.

That unrealistic beauty seemed to emit a wave of… killing intent.

Killing intent?