1214 Face a City Alone! (1/2)

Bu Fang didn't expect that there was a law enforcement team waiting for him outside the golden light pillar. He thought it was rather interesting. It seemed that the three Judges wanted to kill him, just like he wanted to kill them.

Spears shot up from the ground and blotted out the skies as if they were about to riddle him. With a thought, a white array immediately appeared before him and began to flash and spin, then a huge figure slowly floated out of it.

Whitey had made its appearance.

The moment it appeared, the puppet's mechanical eyes flickered with lightning, while the crackling noise of lightning arcs jumping across its body rang incessantly. Its metal wings spread with a clang, and in the next moment, its figure flashed through the skies like a thunderbolt.

As Bu Fang's cultivation base reached the level of half-step Saint, Whitey's fighting capacity had broken through a shackle as well. Earlier, it had devoured countless lightning punishments and grew as strong as a half-step Saint, and now, it finally reached the Sacred Realm, possessing the strength of a Little Saint.

It was obvious that Whitey was just a One-revolution Little Saint now. However, that was more than enough to deal with the current situation!

A dark vortex with energy spinning inside appeared in Whitey's abdomen, while a rumble echoed in the skies. The next instant, the War God Stick appeared in its grip. Fixing its eyes at the thousands of black spears shooting up from the ground, Whitey flapped its metal wings, floated in midair, and began to spin the stick with both hands. Lightning streaked across the void as the stick spun rapidly and stirred up a wild wind.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Black spears shot over and crashed into the spinning wheel the War God Stick had turned into, but they were all instantly blown to black ashes by the lightning arcs that darted out of the stick, drifting across the void and scattering on the ground.

Bu Fang stood on Shrimpy's back with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes gleamed as he watched Whitey exhibit its tyrannical fighting capacity.

Whitey was getting stronger and stronger, which was a good thing for Bu Fang.

As he watched, he produced a steaming Explosive Meatball and gave it to Foxy. The little fox grabbed the meatball excitedly and swallowed it in one gulp.

Woosh!

The spinning wheel stopped abruptly. Then, with lightning arcs dancing across the War God Stick, Whitey's figure blurred into motion and charged toward a group of law enforcers down below. As it approached, it lifted the stick and smashed it down at them. The weapon grew large abruptly and crashed into the ground with a terribly strong gust of wind, blowing dirt and rock and sand into the skies.

With the breakthrough, Whitey's lightning was fierce and stronger, and it alone could hold out ten thousand enemies. It made a wide sweep with the stick, knocking men tumbling backward.

Even then, the Little Saint of the law enforcement team joined the fight. His cultivation base was good. He was swinging a black knife rapidly as he approached, and when he was close enough, he brought it down at Whitey to cut the puppet in half.

Whitey raised the War God Stick and shattered the knife energy, then its figure blurred into motion. The next instant, it appeared in front of the Little Saint and began raining down blows at him. With its killing mode turned on, the puppet was like a real fighting maniac, and every part of its body seemed to have turned into a powerful weapon. The Little Saint found it hard to resist every attack that came from it.

…

When the violent battle finally ended, the wilderness was already riddled with holes, and the entire law enforcement team was wiped out.

Holding the War God Stick in one hand, Whitey grabbed the head of a law enforcer with the other, its body steaming and covered in marks left by knives.

The Little Saint looked almost like a dead dog in Whitey's hand. He was barely breathing, and his body was full of cracks as if he was about to break into pieces.

Whitey jerked his head up.

Bu Fang landed in front of them and gave the Little Saint an indifferent look. ”Where are the Judges?”

”You're dead! Your companion is in the hands of the Great Judge... It won't change anything if you kill me... The Great Judge will cut you into a thousand pieces!”

The Little Saint roared with laughter, then his body burst into a sudden blaze of light. He was about to self-detonate.

Bu Fang frowned. Although the terrible energy fluctuation exuding from the Little Saint was growing more violent, he paid it no mind. Instead, he lifted a hand, produced a rainbow dumpling, and gently shoved it into the Little Saint's mouth.

The law enforcer widened his eyes as he felt his body, which was about to explode, suddenly freeze. ”You...”

”My companion is in the Great Judge's hands? Who would that be? Could it be... Meng Qi?” Bu Fang murmured as he stroked Foxy's hair.

Whitey loosened its grip and let the Little Saint fell to the ground with a plop. Then, it soared into the sky together with Bu Fang and floated in midair.

It was only after the man and the puppet were far away that the Little Saint's self-detonation erupted, blowing him into pieces. The ground shook violently as if it was about to burst apart as well.

Bu Fang watched calmly as flames engulfed everything on the ground. He noticed that the power generated from the self-detonation of a Little Saint was not weaker than his Perishing Pot. Now that his cultivation base had improved, the Perishing Pot's power should have increased as well.

He withdrew his gaze from the raging flames below, looked into the distance, and sighed softly. ”Meng Qi must have been driven out of the Divine Chef's inheritance and captured by the three Judges... They want to use her to threaten me.” Bu Fang bowed his head, lost in thought. The next moment, his eyes flickered, and he looked up and said, ”Well, it's time for me to complete the killing task... In that case, I'll head for Abyss City now.”

Upon hearing that, the red gleam in Whitey's eyes grew stronger, and its metal wings flapped. In a twinkling, it pierced through the air and sped into the distance. At the same time, Shrimpy, with Bu Fang on its back, also turned into a golden beam of light and zoomed away in the same direction.

Down below, the flames produced by the Little Saint's self-detonation rolled and spread across the ground, while the golden light pillar that was the Divine Chef's inheritance flickered and swayed.

It remained to be seen whether Realm Lord Di Tai or Ying Ya would get the inheritance.

...

Outside Abyss City...

On the top of the towering blood-colored city wall, a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged on a large rock. A chilly wind blew over, making his hair flutter noisily.

Around him stood many law enforcers with serious faces. They were all looking into the distance, and their auras joined together into monstrous killing intent.