Gourmet of Another World

As soon as the giant head appeared, heaven and earth trembled violently. It broke through the ground of the Primitive Sphere with a supreme, terrifying aura, which struck fear into the hearts of those who sensed it and made them breathless.

“That’s Soul God’s head! I never knew it’s sealed under the Primitive Sphere!” Many experts were shocked.

The chains made of the Will of the Great Path kept falling, clanging noisily as they smashed the head to seal it back up once again. With its eyes closed, the head was like a demon who would bring doom to the world if it was released.

Soul God had absorbed the energy of countless Soul Demons, including that of Sloth, the strongest Great Soul Overlord. At this moment, he possessed almost all the energy of the Soul Demon Universe, and he was going to bring all his body parts back with it!

Rumble!

The head began to float up into the air. The chains tried to suppress it, but they could not push it back down. Soul God roared. Though faceless, his aura fluctuated fiercely, while his energy of the Great Sins boiled and kept pouring toward the head to free it from the chains.

The towering figure’s aura was fluctuating fiercely as well. However, he was just a Phantom Spirit conjured by his will. He had supported the heavens and pulled the ground together, but he could not stop Soul God’s body part from returning to its master.

All the almighty experts, including Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun, struck out at the same time, sending a variety of strange but powerful attacks into the sky.

At this moment, they ignored the restrictions imposed by the Great Path. They just wanted to stop the head from returning to its master, even if it would cost them their lives!

Bu Fang hovered in midair, holding the pseudo-God of Cooking dish in one hand while frowning at Soul God. What was happening was like a race for power, a tug of war between the experts of the Primitive Universe and Soul God. The outcome would be decided by where the head ended last.

Rumble…

Soul God was too powerful. As the head moved, the ground of the Primitive Sphere kept cracking and crumbling.

Countless mortals, immortals, and deities were watching the battle. Most of them could do nothing but watch from afar. They knew what they would face if they lost, but they were too weak to do anything.

Foxy and Shrimpy also joined the struggle for power. Bu Fang and Whitey were the only ones hovering in midair. Without his order, the puppet would not join the battle.

After a long time, Bu Fang sighed. He could not stand back and watch as the others fought. ‘To hell with the ruthless way. I’ll make my own way,’ he thought to himself.

He took a step forward. The Artifact Spirits flew out, turned into their true forms, and joined the battle. With their help, the strength of both sides became even. The tug of war between Soul God and the experts of the Primitive Universe reached a stalemate.

A rumbling sound filled the air, and the starry sky was shaking. Behind Soul God, the black energy of the Great Sins churned like a towering wall of water. With the energy of thousands of Soul Demons in him, he had become stronger and stronger.

He had slept for too long, and his body had been suppressed for too long. Now, as he was making his comeback, he needed to slowly get used to his power. And when he was whole again, he will be a nightmare for all.

He roared, and power exploded out of his single arm. The chains in the distance stretched taut and rattled noisily.

The faces of many experts flickered. The next moment, a thick chain fell from the sky and lashed at Hangu Pass, shattering in an instant. It was as though someone had cut the city in half.

Bu Fang’s expression changed. He took a step, landed in Hangu Pass, and grabbed the huge chain. Power erupted from his arms as he pulled the chain backward.

Soul God noticed Bu Fang, and he let out a thunderous roar. “You f*cking chef…” His voice was filled with hatred and anger, making Bu Fang frown.

Whitey landed and helped Bu Fang pull the chain. The tug of war continued.

In the distance, the towering Phantom Spirit began to gradually disappear. After all, it was only the manifestation of an almighty expert’s will, whose fleshly body had already turned into the Primitive Sphere.

With the disappearance of the Ancestral God, the Primitive Universe’s experts lost their momentum and were beginning to lose in the tug of war. Soon, Soul God’s head detached from the ground, floated up into the air, and drifted toward Soul God.

Everyone, including Yuanshi Tianzun and Lady Nuwa, could only watch as it moved closer and closer to its master. Soul God was on the same level as the Primitive Universe’s Great Path and the Ancestral God, and they were still far from that, so there was nothing they could do.

A despairing atmosphere enveloped the Primitive Sphere in an instant and spread across the whole Primitive Universe.

Rumble…

The head left Hangu Pass and flew into the starry sky, echoing with Soul God in the distance. It was as if something attractive was glowing in the dark, drawing Soul God in. At last, he was about to reclaim his head.

Bu Fang breathed out a long sigh. Balancing the dish on one hand, he shot into the sky and ran along a chain that tangled the head toward Soul God.

No one knew what he was trying to do, and no one thought he could stop Soul God. At the level of a fresh Chaotic Saint, his cultivation base was too weak. He had nothing to stop Soul God. Bu Fang knew that as well, but he stepped forward all the same.

As he ran, the Artifact Spirits appeared around him. White Tiger was running at his side, while Divine Dragon and Vermilion were flying over him. Qilin, on the other hand, stood proudly in the starry sky, while Black Turtle hovered in midair. At this moment, Bu Fang shone like a star.

“Chef… You can’t stop me!” Soul God growled. “You’ve failed once, and you will not succeed this time!” He gave the chain a yank, and the head flew even faster, streaking across the starry sky in a beautiful arc and falling toward him.

Finally, it landed on Soul God’s head with a thunderous crash. A hand shot up, pressed against the head, and pushed it right back to its position. The next moment, the eyes flicked open.

RUMBLE!

Bu Fang was already closing in on Soul God when the terrifying pressure exploded out from the supreme being, pushing him and forcing him to take several steps backward.

‘He’s so strong!’ Bu Fang was terrified. ‘Soul God… This is the Soul God who is near his perfect form!’

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.