Chapter 1803 - A Pseudo-God of Cooking Dish (2/2)

Sloth, unhappy that his attack was fended off, knew he could not allow Bu Fang to grow any further. So he finally moved out and left his position before the seven hourglasses. With a rumbling sound, his enormous body traveled across a great distance and appeared in front of Bu Fang in a flash.

At the same time, he shrank and transformed into a little fatty. Fixing his eyes on Bu Fang, he shook his hand and produced a black halberd, which belonged to the Soul God and was extremely powerful. Without hesitation, he thrust it toward Bu Fang. He wanted to kill this chef on the spot and completely cut off his growth path!

In the distance, the hourglasses were rotating. Tongtian’s eyes lit up when he saw that no one was guarding them. ‘This is our chance!’ he thought to himself. However, the six Great Soul Overlords were stopping him. Even with the help of Bu Fang’s five Artifact Spirits, he struggled to fight them.

‘But… This is our only chance!’ He turned his gaze to the Soul God. ‘I can’t let this being, who is as terrible as my teacher, come into our universe!’

“Fight!” Tongtian threw his hands up into the air. Countless stars exploded as the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Array appeared once again and crushed through the void.

Bu Fang quietly looked at the dish, his face covered with pity and regret. The System said it was a pseudo-God of Cooking dish, which meant it was a failure. The word ‘pseudo’ told him everything. But he was not too disappointed. At least, he had found a path in the endless confusion and darkness, and he could continue to move on…

Suddenly, a black halberd approached him!

The void was shattered as a monstrous, murderous aura filled the air. The little fatty, or Sloth, swooped down on Bu Fang. He would destroy the dish and the chef together! As the only Great Soul Overlord who was as strong as a perfect Chaotic Saint, he finally struck out in person!

Just when the halberd was about to smash Bu Fang’s head, Whitey, who had been standing behind him, moved. It stretched out a hand, spread its huge palm, and caught the weapon. Then, two purple beams shot out of its eyes.

Sloth flicked his head, dodging the deadly energy beams. He turned his hand, and the halberd began to spin rapidly. The next moment, a great force exploded out and knocked Whitey’s hand away.

Sighing, Bu Fang raised his hand and pinched the rolling steam rising from the dish before him with two fingers. It immediately turned into a roaring dragon. After that, he tapped the halberd with a flick of his finger.

Dong!

A sound like the ringing of the Bell of the Great Path echoed out. Sloth’s pupils shrank. To his horror, he found that the halberd softened as it was being impacted by the fragrance!

Meanwhile, the dragon slithered across the starry sky and kept closing in on him. It frightened him so much that he hastily loosened his grip. Engulfed by the fragrance, the halberd quickly dissolved and vanished.

‘What happened?! What kind of means is this?!’ Sloth screamed in his mind.

In the distance, Bu Fang slowly looked up and stared at Sloth with an expressionless face. His cultivation base, which was at the level of a Saint of the Great Path, began to gradually increase. Yes, it grew at a slow pace, but the rate was steady.

At the same time, Chaotic Energy emerged and swirled around him, from one stream to two, then three, four… Eventually, he was surrounded by a cloud of Chaotic Energy, and his aura had also stepped into the Chaotic Saint realm.

With a pseudo-God of Cooking dish, Bu Fang had finally made a breakthrough. Of all the Hosts, he might not be the only one who had come to this height, but he was certainly the most unique one. This could be seen from the excited look in the eyes of the five Artifact Spirits.

Tongtian was so excited that he burst out laughing. To him, there was no better news than Bu Fang making a breakthrough. “Our counterattack begins now!” he roared and flicked his sleeve. At the gesture, the sword array sped toward the Great Soul Overlords.

In just the blink of an eye, half of Envy’s body was cut off and turned into a huge cloud of sinful energy. The other Great Soul Overlords freaked out.

Sloth’s pupils narrowed, and his face grew serious as he stared at Bu Fang, who was giving him pressure. ‘Is he already strong enough to fight a perfected expert? How’s that possible? He has just become a Chaotic Saint! Are all chefs so… freakishly talented?!

‘And that dish… It feels like the ultimate artifact of the Primitive Universe! Dammit!’

Whitey’s purple eyes flashed. The next moment, its belly turned into a black hole. A powerful suction force erupted out of it, and all the true forms of the Soul Demons drifting in the starry sky wailed as they were pulled into the spinning vortex.

Sloth was shocked as he watched. Suddenly, a roar rang out, shaking the whole universe. The Soul God’s terrifying aura seemed to be on the verge of descending. The Great Soul Overlord’s face beamed. However, his expression quickly changed again.

In front of the seven hourglasses, Tongtian pulled out a yellow flag and waved it. The next moment, three monstrous auras descended.

The first aura belonged to a Daoist. His eyes shone like the stars, and he was holding a great axe. The second almighty expert was a Buddha. He had a kind face, and over his head was a large bell overflowing with energy. The last one was a graceful lady with a snake-like tail instead of legs. She was exuding a supreme aura, and in her hand, she held a colorful divine rock.

The appearance of these three almighty experts caused Sloth’s expression to change dramatically.

‘Are the supreme experts of the Primitive Universe… going to suppress the Soul God?!’