Chapter 1807 - Soul God’s Heart (2/2)

Suddenly, purple clouds emerged and churned over the Primitive Sphere. The giant silhouette of a Daoist could be vaguely seen hovering in them, shrouded by the Will of the Great Path and emanating a mighty aura that was not weaker than that of Soul God.

Soul God ignored that. Instead, he burst out laughing, his voice echoing throughout the whole universe. “I, the God of Soul Demons, am finally back!” He threw his head back and roared. Countless stars exploded.

All the immortals and deities in the Primitive Universe, as well as Foxy and Shrimpy, who were hovering in the starry sky, fell silent.

After reclaiming his head, Soul God’s temperament was completely different. Whenever he merged with one of his body parts, his strength would multiply. Now, with his head returned, he could even fight the Primitive Universe’s Great Path without absorbing the energy of all the Soul Demons.

Outside the Primitive Sphere, the water of a vast ocean suddenly parted and boiled, gradually turning from deep blue to black. Before long, a demon arm emerged from it, flew into the starry sky, and merged with Soul God. Blood and flesh wriggled at where the arm and the body joined, which seemed to be made of wisps of sinful power.

Soul God’s body became purer and purer, and in the end, it seemed to have turned into an energy body. A terrifying spiritual pressure swept across the universe, causing everyone’s heart to sink.

Bu Fang ran slower and slower. Eventually, he stopped and stood on the chain linked to Soul God’s neck.

In the distance, Soul God’s lips parted to reveal an evil smile. He raised the hand that had just returned to him, grabbed the chain, and gave it a yank. In an instant, the chain shattered, turned into tiny dots of light, and faded away.

Hovering in the starry sky, Bu Fang looked at Soul God. As their gazes met in midair, he felt a sense of oppression, and his God of Cooking’s Eye activated by itself.

“What a pair of disgusting eyes,” Soul God said. Suddenly, he raised both of his hands. The power of the Great Sins kept gathering in his huge palms and finally turned into a spinning vortex. With a flick of his finger, the vortex flew into the starry sky.

RUMBLE!

Bu Fang’s pupils narrowed, while all the experts sucked in their breath. As they watched, the vortex spun and caused a large area of the void to collapse. Then, a cosmic path emerged in the collapsed void, twisting and full of fluctuating energy. Bu Fang fixed his gaze on it. The next moment, he trembled as he saw a blue planet floating inside the spinning hole.

The corners of Soul God’s mouth lifted slightly. “It’s time to reclaim my heart,” he said.

Just then, three figures appeared at the hole, sitting cross-legged in midair. The leader of the group was pointing at Soul God with the bone in his hand. Bu Fang recognized the trio, but the experts of the Primitive Universe remained silent and shook their heads. They did not think these three could stop Soul God.

No one knew Soul God’s heart was sealed on Earth. Perhaps it was the reason why the Soul Demons had invaded it.

Soul God was not bothered by the trio who tried to stop him. Their spirits were commendable, but he was too strong, especially when he had reclaimed almost all his body parts. Perhaps the heart was his only weakness.

‘I can’t let him reclaim his heart…’ Bu Fang thought to himself. As soon as the thought came to him, he could not stop it from growing. He turned to Whitey.

The puppet’s purple eyes flashed as if it understood what he wanted. The next moment, a jet of air exploded out from its back, pushing it into the air. At the same time, a blinding purple light burst from its body and wrapped around it like layers of soft silk. Then, it blurred into motion and shot toward Soul God!

Bu Fang took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the dish in his hand. Perhaps the pseudo-God of Cooking dish was the only means he could use to stop Soul God.

“Shrimpy,” he murmured. In the distance, Shrimpy, standing at Foxy’s side, turned into a beam of golden light and sped toward Bu Fang. He jumped on its back and flew toward Soul God after Whitey.

Soul God’s hand was almost touching the hole in the void. Suiren focused his eyes as blue veins popped out on his hand that was clutching the bone. Suddenly, they paused and turned to Bu Fang.

“It’s that kid…” Suiren sighed.

Soul God, on the other hand, only sneered nonchalantly, and his hand continued to move toward Earth. He wanted to retrieve his heart that was sealed in the blue planet.

He did not think Bu Fang and Whitey could stop him. With the God of Cooking missing, the Queen of Curses still in a deep slumber, and the Primitive Universe’s Great Path bound by the rules, he was invincible, for he was a life form higher than everyone else!

Whitey, flying across the starry sky, shone with a purple light so bright that it looked like the sun. Suddenly, a fearsome will exploded out of its body.

Soul God’s calm expression changed. “It’s that damnable guy!”

The God of Cooking’s will wrapped Whitey up, turning it into a mass of blinding purple light. Then, in the blink of an eye, it zoomed across the starry sky and punched through Soul God’s chest, leaving a large hole behind!

Soul God let out a furious roar. It never occurred to him that the puppet contained the God of Cooking’s will. The purple light prevented the wound from healing.

Meanwhile, Shrimpy came up to Soul God with Bu Fang standing on its back. Bu Fang’s hair fluttered in the wind as he raised his hand. Immediately, the pseudo-God of Cooking dish, the Country Painting, flew out and expanded into what looked like a miniature universe. However, that was not enough. It was far from enough.

“What are you trying to do?!” Soul God growled.

Bu Fang glanced indifferently at him and said with a faint smile, “Aren’t you looking for a heart? Well, I’m giving you one now… Aren’t you surprised? Aren’t you happy?”

As soon as he said that, his will exploded out. An enormous amount of mental force poured out of him as his spirit sea left him and turned into a small world. Inside, the true form of his divine sense opened its eyes. With the God of Cooking’s Menu hovering over its head and clutching the Country Panting with one hand, the true form walked step by step into the hole in Soul God’s chest.

Bu Fang’s face turned pale. Now that the true form of his divine sense left his fleshly body, his aura weakened significantly, dropping from that of a Chaotic Saint to a Saint of the Great Path. And it continued to fall even lower.

A drop of golden blood emerged from his forehead. It was the God of Cooking’s blood. The moment it appeared, Bu Fang’s cultivation base plunged to the bottom. But he ignored that. With the golden blood, he conjured the Gourmet Arrays, which rotated around Soul God and suppressed him.

Soul God’s furious roar shook the heavens. He wanted to retrieve his heart, but in the end, Bu Fang shoved a dish into his chest to replace it. A rumbling sound filled the air as his body began to shrink, as if it was being absorbed by a great force.

The Gourmet Arrays rotated around him, compressing his body and sealing up his power. Eventually, the mighty Soul God, who was strong enough to conquer all the universes and had just come out not too long ago, was sealed up once again. But this time, he was trapped in a dish.

The whole universe fell silent. All the people were dumbstruck as they stared at the dish hovering in the starry sky.