Holding the Hollow Eye Staff, Ying Long hunched his back and paced among the ruins with his hand behind him. His white hair was waving in the wind.
Feeling that the repressed power in the Demon Passes had disappeared a lot, a faint smile appeared on his face.
“My lord Tian Cang… Little Nether King is finally grown up.” His faint voice rang through the air.
He didn’t stop the Nether King from leaving. He once said that if Er Ha could pass the fifteenth level, he would leave him alone. Now that Er Ha had done it, it was only natural that he would keep his promise.
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Meanwhile, in Sacred Puppet City. The huge palm that appeared in the sky shocked everyone and made them gasp. The people who had fled when the Sword Pot exploded all turned around after it was contained by the Great Saint, looking at the figure shining like the sun in the sky.
If was the Great Saint who guarded the Sacred Puppet City, and he finally got his hands on Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was only a One-revolution Little Saint. How could he fend off an attack from a Great Saint? It was clear that the Great Saint was going to kill him.
Many people took deep breaths and felt sorry for him. They all felt that the Great Saint was targeting Bu Fang. Previously, when the Black Temple assassin tried to kill him, none of the Nether Puppeteer Clan’s experts showed up. Now, as he showed a formidable trick, he was immediately attacked by a Great Saint.
It was too unfair for Bu Fang, and many people felt the same way. Of course, the people of Nether Prison didn’t think so. In today’s match, Bu Fang had caused them great losses, so when they saw that he was about to be killed by the Great Saint, they all couldn’t help cheering excitedly.
The Great Saint’s palm was extremely horrible. Smoke and dust covered the sky, and the air rang with a deafening rumble.
Bu Fang’s face was grave as he looked at the palm that blotted out the sky. It was the palm of a real Great Saint, not an attack from a distance nor an attack from a clone. It was a palm strike that was thrown at him by a real Great Saint at close range, so its power must be extremely horrible!
No one was optimistic about Bu Fang’s fate. How could he survive the attack of a Great Saint?
The Nine-revolution Little Saint, whose Sacred Nether Puppet was destroyed by Bu Fang, watched excitedly. His eyes were full of resentment. If it weren’t for Bu Fang, his puppet wouldn’t have been destroyed! That was why he had a grudge against Bu Fang—he wanted to tear him to pieces himself.
‘But… this guy will soon turn into a puddle of meat under my lord’s palm. Although my lord said that he would not pursue the matter anymore if this little chef could survive his attack, it was impossible for a One-revolution Little Saint to survive that! This little chef will surely die!’
The look in the Great Saint’s eyes was indifferent as his palm fell from the sky and kept pressing down toward Bu Fang.
‘The fact that this little chef is being pursued by the Black Temple proves that he is extraordinary. In this case, I will kill him,” thought the Great Saint.
Bu Fang’s energy was surging, while the Artifact Spirits in his spirit sea were roaring wildly. The horrible pressure made his hair wave violently, and the tips of his hair even sparkled. He raised his head and stared at the huge palm in the sky.
Suddenly, the Great Saint’s eyes narrowed slightly and looked doubtfully at Bu Fang’s side. The next moment, the void there was torn apart. Then, with a buzzing sound, a terrible aura kept pouring out of it.
“Bu Fang, young man… If you give me ten spicy strips, I’ll help you block this palm. What do you think?” A lazy and familiar voice rang out.
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback. He turned his head, looked to his side, and saw two figures emerge from the rift in the void.
Lord Dog walked slowly with his enchanting cat-like steps, his fat quivering slightly. The other figure was a handsome young man with an easy-going look. His shirt was open at his chest, and his aura was like that of a savage ancient monster. The wind ruffled his hair as monstrous Nether energy exuded from his body.
Looking at the familiar figure, Bu Fang said in surprise, “Nether King Er Ha?”
The young man was the Nether King, whom he had not seen for a long time.
‘Has he gone through the Demon Passes? His aura and strength are much stronger now…’
Nether King Er Ha appeared at Bu Fang’s side. When he sensed the Little Saint aura from Bu Fang, his face was covered with a look of surprise. “Young man, you’re really making rapid progress… Fortunately, I am gifted and can rely on my father, or else you would have caught up to me!”
A rumbling sound rang out as the Great Saint’s palm came smashing down. It seems that now was not the time to catch up with one another.
Lord Dog yawned, lifted a paw, and was about to throw it at the palm when he was stopped by Nether King Er Ha.
“Well, since I’ve just returned, I’ll let Bu Fang young man experience my strength!” Er Ha grinned. “This is a free service, so you don’t have to pay me with spicy strips!” he said, his voice full of excitement. Then, he turned and raised his voice. “Nether King Armor!”
As his voice rang out, a plume of energy soared into the sky. The next moment, a cold, black suit of armor appeared and wrapped him up with a clanging sound. Brilliant light swirled across its surface, and two sharp black horns could be seen stretching out from the top of the helmet, while a pair of wings unfolded behind him. At this moment, his body became huge, and his appearance was cool.
Nether King Er Ha’s eyes became focused. Then, he raised his hand and threw a punch with infinite Nether energy at the palm falling from the sky. At the same time, a huge ghost king appeared behind him, roaring wildly.
The fist collided with the palm. A terrible explosion echoed out, while powerful blasts swept across the city.
Bu Fang’s eyes narrowed. Feeling the collision of two mighty forces, he couldn’t help taking a deep breath.
Lord Dog gave Nether King Er Ha a look of surprise. ‘I didn’t expect this boy to be so strong after going through fifteen Demon Passes… Looks like Tian Cang left him something great. Er Ha has a good father…’
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The astonishing explosion shocked the whole Sacred Puppet City, and the pressure in the air made many people lie prone on the ground, trembling. This was the power of Great Saints!
With his puppet on his back, Lu Ban walked out of his room with a serious look.
Inside the inn, Ba Juetian leaned back in a chair, his face grave.
The void twisted as a lithe and graceful figure covered by dazzling light slowly emerged.
“The clash of Great Saints?”
All three of them muttered to themselves at the same time.
Meanwhile, the eyes of the Great Saint standing in the sky became a little more focused. “What a familiar aura…” When the smoke cleared, his eyes fell from the sky like a sword, and he finally saw the figure clearly.
Nether King Er Ha, clad in the Nether King Armor, folded his arms over his chest with a wicked smile on his lips. His aura was surging, and he was in high spirits.
Looking at Er Ha, the Great Saint was dazed for a moment. He seemed to see the peerless expert who had once fought against nine fearsome opponents alone.
“Earth Prison’s… Nether King? The Nether King of Earth Prison… has returned?”
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Nether King Er Ha’s wings flapped, and he immediately turned into a black beam of light, shooting up to the sky.
With a flash of black light, a halberd appeared in his hand. The huge and black halberd swung, ripped through the air, and smashed hard toward the Great Saint. The void rumbled under the power of this strike.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Nether King Er Ha, while Lord Dog twitched his mouth.
The Great Saint from the Nether Puppeteer Clan didn’t dare to be careless. He roared, and a silver beam of light soared into the sky, which was a humanoid puppet covered with patterns. Then, it dragged Er Ha into an intense battle. With a buzzing sound, numerous spiritual threads slithered out of the Great Saint’s spirit sea and fell onto the puppet.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A violent battle broke out in the sky in an instant, causing terrible blasts to sweep out in all directions.
For Nether King Er Ha, who had just come out of the passes, a great battle was all he needed now. Therefore, he kept howling excitedly while he fought the puppet.
Soon, they tore the sky and continued their battle in the starry sky!
Great Saints could walk in the starry sky for a short span of time, and fighting in the starry sky could minimize their losses!
All the people in Sacred Puppet City raised their heads in disbelief and looked at the flashing light in the night sky. Sensing the fluctuation of the battle spreading down from the starry sky, they all swallowed hard.
The battle of the Great Saints came so unexpectedly, and it seemed to be caused by that little chef. Many people turned their eyes to him. At this moment, they saw the dog at his side—a fat black dog!
Lu Ban, Ba Juetian, and the expert from the Di Ting Clan shrouded in dazzling light all gasped.
“The Earth Prison Dog?!”
As the three Kings of the younger generation, they naturally heard of the Earth Prison Dog’s name. The dog had shown the world his unparalleled power when Nether Prison and Earth Prison were at war!
Many people sucked in cold breaths when they saw how close Bu Fang and Lord Dog were.
“I can’t believe this little chef has a close relationship with the Earth Prison Dog!”
Lord Dog rolled his eyes and scanned the crowd. He wasn’t interested in any of these Nether Prison juniors. He glanced at Bu Fang and said, “The Nether Prison Great Saint is really shameless. How could he attack you in person?”
Bu Fang had used the Sword Pot, which had consumed a lot of his mental force. He looked somewhat pale right now. He took out the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea and began to pour it into his mouth. As the refreshing tea entered his mouth, the energy in it kept seeping into his body and rushing into his spirit sea. His exhausted spirit sea was recovering rapidly. All in all, it was a pleasant sensation.
Lord Dog didn’t say anything as he watched Bu Fang regain his mental force. Instead, he turned his eyes to the distant sky with a serious look.
“I heard you still have a match tomorrow? It seems you can’t compete in it now…” Lord Dog said. “The Patriarch of the Nether Puppeteer Clan is here!”
The battle in the starry sky had reached its climax.
The next moment, a loud rumble rang out, then Nether King Er Ha drifted down from the sky and landed beside Bu Fang. His armor had disappeared, and he laughed with a charming look on his face.
Bu Fang glanced at him, then tossed a few spicy strips to him.
Nether King Er Ha’s laugh came to an abrupt end. He grabbed the spicy strips, brought them up to his nose, and took a deep breath. An intoxicated look came over his face as he felt the spicy aroma spread through his nostrils. Then, he shoved one into his mouth and began to suck at it.
The familiar feeling when the spicy strip rubbed against his lips made him feel like crying.
“I haven’t had spicy strips for a long time…” Er Ha said.
A figure with mighty aura walked back from the starry sky, staring at Nether King Er Ha with cold eyes.
RUMBLE!
At this moment, an even mightier aura approached at full speed from outside the Sacred Puppet City. It was so terrible that it seemed to collapse the void.
In the sky, the Great Saint from the Nether Puppeteer Clan focused his eyes. “Patriarch!” He bowed respectfully toward the approaching aura.
Lu Ban felt his body, mind, and soul tremble, and he also bowed respectfully toward the aura, which belonged to the patriarch of the Nether Puppeteer Clan.
That was one of the nine strongest existences in Nether Prison!
The aura turned all faces pale.
Nether King Er Ha held the spicy strip between his lips, and Lord Dog squinted into the distance.
“Earth Prison Dog… Now that you’re here, stay for a while and have a good chat with me…” A voice exploded out in the sky.
Outside the Sacred Puppet City, a golden light burst out. A huge head of a golden puppet emerged in the sky and stared through the city wall at Lord Dog. There seemed to be energy floating in the puppet’s gaze!
At the same time, a supreme pressure spread and filled the air. At this moment, all the people in the city dropped to their knees.
Lord Dog turned and gave Bu Fang a look, twitching his mouth. “Bu Fang, boy, gather all the people and things you want to bring. We’ll return now.”
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback, but he nodded with a straight face. His figure flickered, and then he appeared in the inn. After sending Zhu Yan and the others into the Heaven and Earth Farmland, he came back to Lord Dog’s side.
Rumble!
The golden puppet’s pressure was growing stronger and stronger. There was a figure sitting cross-legged on its head.
Suddenly, the colossal puppet lifted its hand and threw its golden palm toward Lord Dog.
“Let’s go! Since this old codger is here… the others will be here soon! Now is not the time to settle scores with them!” Lord Dog twitched his mouth. After that, he let out a bark, which resounded through the skies like a sudden thunderclap. The next moment, he threw out his paw, sending a tiny paw toward the huge golden palm.
In the blink of an eye, the paw and the palm collided. Taking advantage of this, Lord Dog walked with his enchanting cat-like steps, tore the void, and stepped into the opening with Bu Fang and Nether King Ear Ha, who was sucking a spicy strip.
“Trying to run away?!” A deafening voice rang out, filled with rage!
Suddenly, the figure above the giant puppet’s head disappeared. When he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of the rift in the void, throwing his palm over to pull Bu Fang out.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows. With a thought, a Perishing Pot and a Sword Pot appeared in his hands at the same time. Staring at the hand that was coming at him, he focused his eyes and smashed both pots against each other!