1385 Whack Nether Puppeteer Patriarch and Fight Di Ting! (1/2)

Those were Di Ting's words and his real thoughts.

It required a tremendous amount of resources to cultivate a God. The Netherworld had just become a great world and was filled with the Power of the Laws, but it couldn't provide enough resources to make two Demigods into Gods. If that was not possible, then only one of them could become a God.

In today's Netherworld, only Di Ting and Earth Prison Dog were most likely to become Gods. Self-preservation was the first law of nature. Di Ting, of course, wanted to become a God, for only then could he see the greater worlds out there. If the resources were used up by Earth Prison Dog, he would have to stay in the same realm for the rest of his life.

He could not let that happen.

Di Ting, clad in his jumpsuit made of dog hair, hovered in midair. Though he looked like a little boy now, with a warm smile and a dimple on his face, the words he said, which were filled with killing intent, sent chills down the backs of those who heard them.

The restaurant door was closed. Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and stood outside the restaurant, his hair fluttering as he looked indifferently at Di Ting. Their eyes met in midair. As he had just broken through, he was emanating an oppressive aura.

'A Nine-revolution Great Saint…'

If truth be told, Di Ting was a little shocked. Bu Fang broke through too fast. A moment ago, he was just a Nine-revolution Little Saint, and the next moment, he had transcended the lightning punishment and stepped into the Great Saint Realm. This kind of cultivation speed reminded Di Ting about that man, who had awed the world and suppressed everything many, many years ago.

A man who had truly slain a God.

'A pity…' Di Ting thought to himself.

Although Bu Fang was a Great Saint now, the gap between him and a Demigod was still too large and impossible to overcome. He would be a fool to try to stop him.

The smile on Di Ting's face gradually disappeared, and so did his dimple. Suddenly, a figure stepped up in front of him. It was Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.

Bu Fang's eyes fell on her. 'Whitey had taken her God's Heart away, and her body was already crumbling… And yet she has come back to life now? Did Di Ting find something good in Alpha's warship?' He thought of the possibility, which was not difficult to deduce.

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch looked at Bu Fang with resentment. If it hadn't been for the latter's puppet, she wouldn't have been as miserable as she was now. The warship's source stone in her was far inferior to the God's Heart, and using it to drive her flesh had completely stopped her growth. That filled her with resentment, one that could only be vented by killing Bu Fang.

Ah Zi was watching this from a distance with the little dragon in her arms. She felt a chill run down her back. 'Sure enough, there will always be wars and killings over resources to become Gods in third-class great worlds… These worlds have limited resources, and no one wants to give them up to others,' she thought.

'That woman should be a puppet, and in her must be the source stone taken from Alpha's warship. The stone can provide extremely powerful energy, which is enough to improve her cultivation base by another level. Together with that Demigod, this restaurant would probably be destroyed soon, and that black dog's dream of becoming a God would be completely shattered!'

Ah Zi sighed softly, and she took the little dragon and moved further away from the place. She did not want to be dragged into the blasts of the battle.

As Nether Puppeteer Patriarch approached, her body transformed. From her back, spear-like metal spider legs emerged, their tips glowing black and sharp. Then, with a slash, one of them thrust out as if to poke a hole in the air. The terrible spear hacked hard at Bu Fang's side.

Bam!

Bu Fang's figure disappeared in an instant. Air waves rose and surged, and a deep hole was poked in the ground in front of the restaurant!

”I'm going to kill you!”

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's long hair spread behind her, and her face was hideous. The next moment, eight spears came down together, blocking all of Bu Fang's possible retreat paths.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

A burst of metallic sound rang out as the eight spears hit a black wok. It was a huge wok, covered with ancient patterns. As the spears struck it, they only produced sparks and were unable to break it.

Bu Fang held one side of the black wok with a hand. The roar of a Taotie rang out of the arm while black and white energy swirled around it. Then, he raised the wok and flung it out. The Black Turtle Constellation Wok pushed the spears back as it went straight toward Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.

Bu Fang had completed the promotion test of the God of Cooking's Menu and the sales quota mission. That made him a Nine-revolution Great Saint now, and all his moves contained the might of a top Great Saint. To put it simply, he was not weaker than the Patriarch in terms of fighting capacity.

Besides, he was famous for fighting opponents of higher realms. When he was still a Nine-revolution Little Saint, he was able to fight Great Saints. Now that he had become a Nine-revolution Great Saint, how could he be a weakling?

He did not have any fancy moves or special tricks. All Bu Fang had was a black wok.

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch focused her eyes. The next moment, eight spider spears stacked together in front of her to block the wok. Even then, she seemed to sense something incredible. She noticed there was black and white energy swirling in the wok.

'What is that?!' Nether Puppeteer Patriarch paused, but before she could think further, the black wok came crashing down with a boom. The ground shook as it whacked her and threw her to the ground.

In front of the restaurant, the ground rumbled and caved in, while buildings in Yellow Spring City began to collapse. It was a horrible scene.

”There's Yin and Yang in the wok. Can you withstand Yin and Yang?” Bu Fang asked lightly, looking at Nether Puppeteer Patriarch.

With a boom, Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's eight spider spears exploded, and she was knocked flying backward with her body covered in cracks.

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, reborn, was defeated by Bu Fang with just one blow! In the city, countless experts watching the battle in the dark sucked in their breaths. Was this still the same Owner Bu they knew? He had knocked the second strongest figure of Nether Prison away with one blow and almost crushed her! Even the previous Nether King, Tian Cang, had to take a lot of effort to defeat her!

Even Di Ting was shocked, and his pupils constricted.