Suddenly, one of the Judges seemed to have sensed something. He frowned, narrowed his eyes, and turned his gaze to where Bu Fang was.
“Oh?!”
Crackle!
There seemed to be lightning arcs smashing into one another in midair as Bu Fang’s gaze and the Judge’s gaze met.
“What a familiar look…” the Judge murmured.
The other Judges around him turned around and looked curiously at him.
“What is it, Blood Three?” they asked.
“Look over there…” The Judge, Blood Three, pointed a finger at the mountaintop, where Bu Fang was standing just now.
That gave the other Judges a pause, and they all turned toward the direction where he was pointing at. However, they saw nothing but a gust of blood-red wind. Frowning, they turned back to him.
“Has the curse corroded your wits? It shouldn’t be. With your cultivation base, you should be fine after cutting away the arm stained by the curse,” said the other Judge, Blood Two.
“It was that young man… He’s here,” Blood Three took a deep breath and said.
That young man?
The other three Judges were taken aback. Then, in their minds, they saw the pair of eyes that had been swallowed up by the turbulence again, and their hairs stood on end.
“Impossible… That young man had fallen into the turbulence, which could severely wound even a Little Saint. The tearing force is extremely powerful.”
“Yes. Besides, void turbulence cannot be found in the remains.”
“Your eyes have deceived you… Let’s just focus on killing these Nether Prison geniuses.”
The three of them had the same views.
Blood Three turned around doubtfully. He believed that his eyes didn’t deceive him.
That young man must have come to the remains as well.
…
Meng Qi thought they were going to die here. Her earlier opinion had been right—this so-called Divine Chef’s remains was just a huge trap. Now that they were in the said trap, death kept on visiting them. First, it was the attacks of those Nether Prison experts, now this. She shivered at the thought of what would come next.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
One law enforcer after another rushed over from all directions. They all wore masks on their faces, which covered their noses and mouths. Although the Soul Imprisoning Fruits didn’t affect them, they were still very cautious. They couldn’t afford any mistakes.
Every single Nether Prison genius who stepped into the remains must die today!
Slash!
A law enforcer pulled a black spear from the body of a Nether Prison genius, whose soul had been sucked away. After that, he rushed toward another fleeing Nether Prison expert, thrust the spear, and nailed the poor fellow’s head to the ground. The expert struggled, but very soon, all his blood and even his soul was drained by the spear.
Ying Ya and Liu Ya ran frantically to escape from the valley. The air was filled with the smell of a unique spice. The aroma made them cover their noses and mouths.
In the Nether Chef Clan, there was a branch known for making spices. Ying Ya studied their spices before, so he knew a way to overcome this spice’s effect.
With their cultivation bases, they could hold their breaths for a short time. However, the spices that they had inhaled earlier were still circulating in their bodies, and it would be a little difficult to get rid of them.
Ying Ya produced a wine gourd, clenched his jaws, and poured the wine into his mouth without hesitation. A stream of red liquid flowed into his mouth like fire. The next moment, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.
After drinking the wine, he felt the shackles that had bound his body broken, and he threw the gourd to his brother. “Liu Ya, catch!”
Liu Ya took the gourd and gulped down a mouthful of wine.
A rich aroma of wine permeated the air. The liquor was like an elixir that helped them unlock the shackles. In an instant, their bodies burst into blood-colored light, and their cultivation bases, which were sealed up by the spice, immediately restored.
“Attack!”
Liu Ya had been holding back his anger for a long time. Although he didn’t know how to cook, he was a peerless genius from the Shadow Demon Clan. He was not even twenty years old, but he was already a One-revolution Little Saint, and with his strength, he could even fight a Two-revolution Little Saint!
Just now, as soon as they stepped into the remains, they were ambushed and nearly killed by the enemies. It was a shame for him, and he wanted to wash away that shame.
With a thought, a large knife fell into his hand. It seemed to be wriggling, and soon, many eyes flicked open across the blade.
Buzz…
Shafts of light shot out of the knife as Liu Ya’s aura kept rising.
“Die!”
He thrust the knife, filling the air with a thousand knife lights, and in the blink of an eye, he cut a law enforcer who was rushing at him into half.
“You are merely a bunch of ants… How dare you attack me?!” Blood spilled and sprayed onto Liu Ya’s body. There was a grave look on his face. Then, gripping the knife, he rushed at the enemies.
At the same time, many Nether Prison geniuses around them had found ways to get rid of the shackles and unleashed their cultivation bases. For a moment, plumes of Nether energy filled the air as these geniuses spread out to kill the law enforcers.
Ying Ya put away the wine gourd. His eyes flashed with a strange, cold gleam. The near-death experience had made him realize that he was too… careless. He had always been a cautious man, but this time, he had made an inexcusable mistake.
Pak.
He slapped himself in the face, and a palm-mark quickly appeared on his fair skin. The next moment, he produced a slim, long sword. It was a weapon given to him by the Great Saint of the Shadow Demon Clan, extremely sharp and could cut through anything.
“Anyone who betrays the Nether Prison will be mercilessly killed!” Ying Ya cried out.
As soon as his voice rang out, he swung the sword and cut it through the body of a law enforcer, who was also a half-step Saint. Blood spilled as a black line emerged on the law enforcer’s body before it separated into two pieces and fell feebly to the ground.
Up above in the sky, the eyes of the four Judges turned cold.
“The waves have washed away the useless things. Those who survived the first wave of attacks are the true geniuses of the Nether Prison. They are the Nether Prison’s future, and we have to kill them before they grow up! A pity that the Divine Chef’s remains didn’t attract more geniuses. Otherwise, killing all Nether Prison geniuses at one stroke would surely be an absolute delight,” said Blood Three, licking his lips.
The next moment, he threw himself at Ying Ya. He had chosen the latter as his first target.
“Die!”
Ying Ya’s cultivation base was very strong. He was a One-revolution Little Saint, and it was the result of him cultivating his cooking skills at the same time.
Boom!
The group exploded. Ying Ya managed to withstand the palm that Blood Three threw at him, but he felt his body was about to be blown apart. Without question, he was attacked by a Judge who was a Two-revolution Little Saint.
Of the four Judges of the Abyss City, two were Two-revolution Little Saints, one was a Three-revolution Little Saint, and the last was a Four-revolution Little Saint. Ying Ya was no match for any of them. The gap between a One-revolution Little Saint and a Two-revolution Little Saint was too huge!
Boom!
Ying Ya was knocked tumbling backward. He quickly stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground and regained balance. As he spat some blood out from his mouth, his eyes grew ferocious.
‘The Abyss should have been destroyed long ago. It has become a disaster…’
Suddenly, a huge sword came slashing down. It was Liu Ya, and he stood in front of Ying Ya to block any further attack.
After that, they fought together and managed to withstand Blood Three’s attacks.
Liu Ya was a genius of the Shadow Demon Clan. His formidable strength allowed him to fight a Two-revolution Little Saint. Together with Ying Ya, they made a strong team.
The moment Blood Three struck, the other Judges jumped in and joined the battle as well. They shot out like missiles toward the bottom of the valley.
BOOM! BOOM!
For the Nether Prison geniuses, the four Judges were a nightmare. Among them, there were many One-revolution Little Saints, but none of them was a Two-revolution Little Saint.
In the face of the four Judges, they were the fishes on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.
Slash! Slash! Slash…
Heads rolled and blood spilled as one Nether Prison genius after another was killed.
…
Realm Lord Di Tai and Meng Qi kept their heads low as they searched for ways to leave the valley. They tried their best to avoid attracting the attention of law enforcers. However, they soon realized that it was useless.
Suddenly, their hairs stood on end. Realm Lord Di Tai’s golden suit of armor emerged and blocked the attack from a law enforcer. A battle broke out instantly.
The realm lord knew that he couldn’t waste too much time on a battle, so he produced an Explosive Meatball, bit it, and threw it at the law enforcer’s face.
Boom!
The meatball exploded and blew the law enforcer’s head apart.
“The explosion… It’s you!”
Realm Lord Di Tai was struck dumb, because after he threw out the Explosive Meatball, he saw a Little Saint immediately turn around and fly frantically toward him. ‘Have I offended this Little Saint before? Why can’t I remember?’
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Without hesitation, he bit another Explosive Meatball and threw it at the Little Saint.
The Little Saint dodged the meatball and grew even angrier. The explosion of the second meatball further strengthened his belief that Realm Lord Di Tai was the guy who had killed two half-step Saints and a dozen Nine-star True Immortals in his team.
“DIE!!!”
The battle became more and more violent.
…
Blood Three was clad in a blood-colored robe. His broken arm had already grown out. With his cultivation base of Two-revolution Little Saint, he was able to suppress both Ying Ya and Liu Ya.
There was a look of contempt in his eyes. He knew Ying Ya. This young man was a famous genius in the Nether Prison. He knew it must be a pleasant feeling to kill a genius like this.
Ying Ya panted heavily. He was under too much pressure from a Two-revolution Little Saint. If Liu Ya hadn’t helped him, he would have been killed.
BOOM!
However, he believed that as long as he and his brother joined hands, they could fight even a Two-revolution Little Saint.
“The game is over… Let’s end this quickly,” Blood Three said with a faint smile.
The next moment, a blood-color sickle appeared in his hand, and he swung it toward the two young geniuses.
An explosion rang out and filled the air.
All of a sudden, Blood Three, who was full of confidence, felt a chill. He looked back over his shoulder and saw… a young man, who was clad in a red chef robe and stepping on a golden stream of light, approach from behind him.
Even as he sensed the young man’s aura, the latter threw seven meatballs at him. Like seven suns, the meatballs exploded right in front of his eyes.
Blood Three’s eyes shrank. Through the dazzling light, he saw the young man’s eyes… They were so familiar and… frightening!
‘That young man… is still alive!’
Staring expressionlessly at the Judge, Bu Fang flicked his finger. A rainbow-colored dumpling immediately shot forward along the seven Explosive Meatballs’ path.
“The killing begins with you.”