Chapter 1577 - Bu Fang the God, Bu Fang’s Divine Ability (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As soon as Bu Fang opened his eyes, he saw Soul Thirteen’s ferocious, silver face that was gleaming coldly.

Soul Thirteen was very confident that he could eat this chef this time. He had gone through a lot of hardship to become a Soul Overlord in this Chaotic Universe, and he did not think that anyone could stop him.

As long as the Heavengods of this world did not appear, he was invincible. No one could stop him—not the Divine Emperor, and not even the chef in front of him! He was destined to rise to the top!

“Are you cured of your anorexia? I can’t believe you dared to open your mouth so wide in front of me…”

Bu Fang’s tone was very flat. There was neither annoyance nor raging anger in his voice. It was as if he was asking a friend in a friendly manner if he had eaten. However, his words poked Soul Thirteen’s sore spot.

“You’re looking for death!” Soul Thirteen’s scarlet eyes narrowed. Without the slightest hesitation, the black hole in his mouth descended to completely devour Bu Fang.

The surrounding people all cried out in shock. Soul Thirteen’s strength was there for all to see. Even the Divine Emperor was no match for him. How was Bu Fang going to resist this move? Bu Fang was hailed as the hope of mankind, but now it seemed that this hope would soon be snuffed out.

Leaning against the door, the weak Divine Emperor’s eyes flickered with reluctance. To allow Bu Fang to break through, he had fought with all his might to resist Soul Thirteen, but now it seemed that his efforts were in vain.

The Xiayi Divine Dynasty might not be able to hold on for too much longer, and the same goes for the Chaotic Universe.

Soul Thirteen’s mouth looked like a bottomless black hole with a huge amount of energy rolling in it. Just by looking at it was enough to send a chill down one’s back.

Bu Fang slowly raised his head, frowning, and looked at the black hole. In his eyes, Soul Thirteen was just opening his mouth wide. Focusing his eyes, he shook his hand and took out a steaming oyster pancake. Then, he threw it straight into Soul Thirteen’s mouth.

Even though Soul Thirteen had become a Soul Overlord, he was still a Soul Demon in essence. In this case, human food should still be full of disgusting smells to him. But this time, he did not dodge the oyster pancake at all.

“Do you think that I, a Gluttony Soul Overlord, would be afraid of your food? No matter how disgusting it is, it’s still food, and as long as it’s food, I can swallow it! I, the Gluttony Soul Overlord, am able to swallow everything in the universe!”

Sure enough, just as he said, the oyster pancake was immediately devoured by the energy upon entering his mouth and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Moreover, his face remained unchanged, without any disgusted look.

With a cold smile on his face, Soul Thirteen continued to press closer to Bu Fang.

Bu Fang stood up and took a step back. He did not expect the oyster pancake, which had worked so well in the past, to have failed to force Soul Thirteen back this time. Of course, he was not going to give up without a fight, so he left his chair, drew out the Qilin Transmigration Ladle he had hung from his waist, and smashed it down on Soul Thirteen’s head.

Unlike the other God of Cooking Sets, the ladle was complete, and it could even withstand a blow from a Heavengod. The next moment, the powerful ladle fell squarely on Soul Thirteen’s head.

Soul Thirteen was surprised to see Bu Fang pull out a ladle and then thrust it at him. “Are you stupid? I can’t believe you’re actually using a ladle to fight me!” He roared with laughter. He thought he could easily resist this blow, but when the ladle hit his head, his laughter came to an abrupt end.

The ladle hit him lightly on the head, but it came with such great power that it left him dazed. Suddenly, he heard a crisp crackling sound, and he was instantly crept out. Hurriedly, he took a few steps back with a shudder of disbelief, then raised his hand and touched his forehead.

He was shocked to find that the insect scales there were cracked. His tough insect scales had been smashed by the chef with a ladle! How was that possible?! Even a God emperor might not be able to harm his scales, but the chef had shattered them with a single knock of the ladle!

With a humming sound, the cracked insect scales quickly recovered. Soul Thirteen was a Soul Overlord now, so his ability to recover was amazing. Unless he was crushed to nothing by some unbeatable great force, he could not die.

Bu Fang toyed with the Qilin Transmigration Ladle in his hand. Suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out as his aura changed and his eyes became serious. Then, he gripped the handle of the ladle tightly and swept it upward violently, smacking Soul Thirteen hard on the chin.

With a thump, Soul Thirteen flew backward, his insect scales cracking again.

The surrounding people were stunned as they watched. Soul Demons and humans alike stared at Bu Fang, who had knocked Soul Thirteen down with just a ladle.

“This Demigod is really… heaven-defying! Could it be that even a Soul Overlord is not his match?!”

Soul Thirteen got up from the ground. He was a little bit stunned a moment ago, but at this moment, he had already calmed down. He took a deep breath.

He knew there was something different about Bu Fang.

In the Soul Demon Universe, those humans who were in desperate situations had also given birth to heaven-defying geniuses who wanted to fight for the rise of humanity. That kind of genius was very frightening. It had been recorded in the Soul Demon’s ancient books that they could not be measured by common sense.

These geniuses were incredibly gifted, but… so what?

There was once a peerless genius in the Soul Demon Universe who almost led the human race out of their desperate situation, but in the end, he was killed by the Soul God with just a slap. Today, his soul was still being held captive by the Soul God, suffering inhuman torture.

It was often said that heroes emerge from troubled times. Perhaps the chef in front of him was the hero of this troubled world.

Soul Thirteen calmed himself down. He wanted to treat Bu Fang in an ordinary manner.

Bu Fang toyed with the ladle while, in his mind, he was going through what his consciousness had just seen and experienced.

He wanted to advance to the God realm, but there was no God, not even a Heavengod willing to guide him. This was simply too ridiculous.

In the beginning, he did not know what to do, and he kept trying. But then he gave up. Since there was no God to guide him, he chose to shine on all heavens, break through the shackle himself and become a God all by himself.

In his mind, the System’s serious voice was ringing continuously.

‘Congratulations on advancing to the higher realm and receiving the advancement reward…’

‘Now issuing the reward. The reward has been successfully issued…’

‘The conversion of energy within the Host begins. The true energy will be converted to divine power…’

‘Congratulations on receiving the opportunity to the God assessment. Does the Host choose to take up the assessment?’

Perhaps the System had never said so many things at once in its life.

Bu Fang was also slightly confused by what he just heard. After carefully analyzing them, he replied, ‘I will take up the God assessment.’