880 Cook a Bowl of Egg Fried Rice (1/2)

The old man was so excited. He was even more excited than the strongest demon king.

He was trapped here for several thousand years. And now, finally, he saw the hope of transcendence. His heart was racing fast.

His dry, thin, white hair fluttered as he dashed ahead everybody else.

When the big doors of the palace opened, a great, straight corridor came into view, which led into the deeper area of the palace.

That area was deep, dark, and mysterious.

The strongest demon king's huge figure slowly moved on the big road. His eyes scanned the place. Every time his feet stomped on the ground, they would shake the ground altogether.

As they were moving forward, the palace became bigger.

The dome of this palace was very high, and the area had expanded spaciously.

The interior of the palace had greenish, yellowish tones of bronze as if everything was molded out of real bronze.

Bu Fang clasped his hands. Drunk Shrimpy laid on his shoulder, blowing bubbles with its mouth. The bowl of noodles that had been there for ten thousand years made the little shrimp intoxicated.

Anyway, Bu Fang could feel Shrimpy's energy surging vehemently within the shrimp's body.

Bu Fang stood in the middle of the palace, while Nethery gracefully followed behind him.

Ao Bai looked at Bu Fang from a distance.

The strongest demon king halted, standing in the middle of the hall, frowning.

All of a sudden…

Someone screeched pitifully.

”How could it be! Why is it like this?!”

That pitiful voice echoed as a shadow dashed out of the palace, his face frantic.

Liu Mobai looked crazy. He spun around at his spot, his eyes unwilling and blurred.

The entire palace was made of bronze. Where was his transcendence?

Where was the so-called transcendence?

Liu Mobai's eyes turned like ash. When the obsession in his heart collapsed, it was enough to cause his entire body to collapse, too.

The old man slumped on the ground, feeling so irritated after finding out that the entire hall was empty. He couldn't find anything related to his transcendence.

The strongest demon king was annoyed. His cold eyes glared at the old man, hot air snorting out of his nostrils.

”Shut up!” the strongest demon king shouted. His voice echoed around the palace like a thunderclap.

Instantly, the entire palace fell into a dead silence.

The old man was scared. He looked at the strongest demon king, wearing a dumbfounded face.

At this moment, Bu Fang was also skeptical. They were standing deep inside the mysterious palace, but this place seemed to have nothing special nor strange.

They didn't even catch the shadow of the so-called transcendence. Was that transcendence… fake?

Nethery's beautiful eyes moved around, scanning the room.

Amethyst Elder's hair fluttered. He lifted his hand, checking the eyeball that didn't have any light anymore, looking pensive.

”Transcendence… It's fake! I'd been waiting several thousand years just for some scam…” the old man cried. He slumped on the ground, his bitter and sour tears rolling down his face.

He used to be the peerless son of heaven, and he had subdued so many holy lands' Saint Sovereigns. He used to be the peak expert of the Hidden Dragon Continent.

He had built the Valley of Gluttony. They had subdued many forces, making those forces' experts not dare to breathe too loudly.

However, he had wasted his youth… for something non-existent, the so-called transcendence.

After exhaling, the old man coughed out a mouthful of blood.

The strongest demon king was quite calm. Although he had spent a lot of time there just like Liu Mobai, being a Netherworld creature, his longevity was much longer than that old man.

Nonetheless, he felt the same regret and disappointment.

Indeed, it shouldn't be this way. Transcendence should exist somehow!

All of a sudden…

The strongest demon king seemed to remember something, and a halo expanded from his eyes.

A moment later, he took a deep breath, then lifted his fist. He pounded on the ground loudly.

Boom!

He pounded once again.

The ground shook hard, and the entire bronze palace shivered.

Then...

Bu Fang felt the ground underneath begin to bob. A moment later, a jade token messily flew out of his hand.

From outside the palace, some jade tokens zoomed over, as fast as jets of light. Those jade tokens fell on the ground, inlaying themselves onto it.

Buzz...

The bronze floor glowed with white light and twinkling radiance. Then, it slowly changed, cracking.

A long bronze stair emerged, leading deep into the ground.

People then exchanged looks.

The strongest demon king stood up. His muscles bulged, his eyes shooting radiant light.

Shouting, he sprinted rapidly.

A mysterious air arose from the underground.

The unwilling old man, who was sitting on the ground, perked up, his eyes brightening with hope.

He screamed as he quickly moved forward. In a short time, he had followed the strongest demon king into the ground.

Bu Fang and the others exchanged looks before moving. The bronze stair wasn't long, so they reached the subterranean world in just a short time.

As soon as they arrived, something happened to their eyes. They couldn't see anything around anymore.

”Illusory domain again?”

Bu Fang's eyes focused.

This scene was similar to the time they had crossed the chain.

The dazzling light made Bu Fang squint. A moment later, everything became clear in his vision. He could see where he was now.

This place… was a massive kitchen.