1202 The Abyss... Massacre! (1/2)

The Abyss was shrouded in a mist of blood all year long. Perhaps it was because of its landscape, the place looked eerie.

There was a race in the Abyss called the Abyssal Demons. They were a kind of extremely murderous and savage creatures. However, not all natives of the Abyss were Abyssal Demons. In the history of the Abyss, demons were the terrifying existence who ruled the place. They were the kings of the Abyss.

However, that had changed over time.

The Abyssal Demons had gradually disappeared. Some were hunted and killed by Nether Prison experts, and some died of old age in unknown corners of the Abyss.

The creatures in today's Abyss had some blood of the Abyssal Demon in them, which gave them quite a significant power.

After the Nether Prison invaded the Abyss, the Nine Revolution Nether Chef Clan had wantonly hunted Abyssal Demons. The main reason was that these demons were a superior-grade food ingredient, and many demons of the Saint Realm were Saint-grade immortal ingredients.

It was worth knowing that it was very difficult for a chef to look for an excellent food ingredient.

It was their misfortune that Abyssal Demons could be used as food. However, due to their slow reproduction, pure-blooded Abyssal Demons had been hunted almost to extinction. The natives in today's Abyss had human blood in them, so naturally, they couldn't become food. Therefore, it was a rather sad fact that Abyssal Demons had disappeared and only existed in history.

The Abyss was enveloped in darkness. Up above, there was a huge gap, where a huge shaft of light came slanting through. It was the only light source the Abyss had. Without it, the whole place would plunge into total darkness.

The bottom of the Abyss was some tens of thousands of meters below the surface. It would take a Little Saint a long flight to reach, and during the course, one would sense the unique sharp energy coming from the rock walls. The energy was so strong that even a Little Saint could hardly withstand it. Therefore, people usually traveled into the Abyss with transport arrays.

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At the bottom of the Abyss, the Qilin Chef Feast was in full swing.

It was a rather laidback feast, without Chef's Challenges or battles. The way it was conducted was that different chefs would cook their special dishes and let others taste and comment. It was indeed a bizarre situation.

Ying Ya was a chef. He had stayed in the Nine Revolution Nether Chef Clan for many years and secretly learned many cooking skills, which allowed him to become a Qilin Chef.

This was a disgrace to the Nine Revolution Nether Chef Clan. Many Nether Chefs hated him so much and wished they could kill him to rid the shame.

Realm Lord Di Tai was invited to the Qilin Chef Feast, so he also cooked a dish. Unlike the dishes cooked by others, which were surrounded by black Nether energy, his dish was shrouded in immortal energy. However, he looked calm and didn't feel embarrassed at all. He kept a straight face even when others were laughing at him.

He was aware that these Nether Prison chefs were just traitors who walked out from the Immortal Cooking Realm. As the realm lord, he had his own pride. In fact, he was sneering in his mind. This Qilin Chef Feast was merely a formality to him. The most important thing was the Divine Chef's legacy. As long as he could obtain it, he would give them back a thousand times as much for their derision!

RUMBLE!

Just when the Qilin Chef Feast almost came to its end, a rumble echoed out. A terrible pressure descended and weighed down on everyone's body.

Realm Lord Di Tai felt his whole body tense up, and even his breathing seemed to have become a little difficult.

Ying Ya's face grew serious, while Liu Ya's eyes lit up.

”It's the Abyss's Great Judge...” Ying Ya took a deep breath and said.

At that moment, a figure with a dark look on his face slowly floated out from the depths of the Abyss. It was a man clad in a purple robe, with his hair tied into many tiny braids. He had a pair of pointed ears, which showed that he had the blood of the Abyssal Demon.

The aura emanating from the Great Judge was extremely terrifying. It made the people present feel a burst of depression.

Suddenly, a plume of Nether energy towered into the sky from the Qilin Chef Feast, accompanied by a loud rumble and a vast pressure mingled with a rolling Will of the Great Path. It was from a Great Saint of the Nether Prison.

Many young experts of the Nether Prison had attended this Qilin Chef Feast. To guard against the people of the Abyss, the presence of a Nether Prison Great Saint was a must, lest they kill all the younger generation.

The Great Judge's pressure and the Nether Prison Great Saint's pressure collided in the void, producing ripples that kept sweeping out in all directions and windstorms that blotted out the sky.

Before very long, the collision calmed down. The Great Judge's figure gradually disappeared, and the Nether Prison Great Saint vanished into the void.

The Qilin Chef Feast had reached its climax.

The feast didn't last for too long. After the dishes were finished and the great Nether Chefs exchanged their comments, everybody sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes to rest. They needed to start adjusting their forms so they could get the greatest benefits after entering the Divine Chef's remains.

The remains had attracted not only Nether Chefs but also many geniuses from the other eight clans in the Nether Prison. After all, all Divine Chefs had a Great Saint cultivation base, and the legacy of a Great Saint was always appealing.

After a long silence, the Great Judge appeared once again. This time, the Nether Prison Great Saint didn't show up. The Great Judge was here just to open the remains.

He glanced at the crowd with a pair of red eyes, then ripped a large gap in the void with a thought. Right after that, a powerful suction force came pouring out of the gap.

”The Divine Chef's remains have been opened. Enter now at your own risk.” The Great Judge's cold voice rang through the void.

A greedy look crept up upon the faces of the experts who attended the Qilin Chef Feast before they all shot toward the huge gap like missiles.

Ying Ya and Liu Ya also soared into the sky and rushed into the gap excitedly.

Realm Lord Di Tai had a determined look in his eyes. He must obtain the Divine Chef's legacy. He would risk everything for the future of the Immortal Cooking Realm!

BOOM!

Together with Meng Qi, he shot up like a missile and plunged into the gap as well.

Boom...

A loud rumble could be heard in the void as a Great Saint came flying over. He, too, wanted to go into the remains.

The Great Judge's eyes narrowed. Just as the Great Saint was about to step through the gap, he sealed it up.

”Oh?” The Nether Prison Great Saint looked at the Great Judge doubtfully. ”Why did you do that?” he asked coldly. His voice boomed in the void.

The Great Judge didn't say anything. Suddenly, a hint of a smile emerged on his dark face. Then, a curved blood-red halberd appeared in his hand.

”Abyssal Demons enjoy delicious food and love to study them. You took us as ingredients, but we also regard you as a kind of delicious food... For Abyssal Demons, there is nothing more delicious than the meat of the Great Saint.” The Judge stuck out his red tongue and licked his lips.

The Nether Prison Great Saint's hair stood on end instantly. ”How dare you?!”

No sooner had his voice faded than the void blew apart, where an invisible hand reached out, slapping toward him.

The Great Saint felt a shock of cold as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar.