Chapter 1663: Pride Great Soul Overlord
Chapter 1663: Pride Great Soul Overlord
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The silvery red divine flame covered the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, making it seem to be shrouded in a divine aura.
Bu Fang was stunned for a moment, then he glanced back over his shoulder. He seemed to see a kindly old man hovering behind him, holding the kitchen knife for him and slowly pushing it down toward the Soul Demon egg.
Under the knife, the incomparably hard, almost indestructible egg crumbled and split into two halves. The next moment, a shrill, unwilling hiss burst from inside the egg.
The divine flame on the kitchen knife disappeared, and Bu Fang also recovered from his trance. At this moment, the weight of the universe seemed to rest on his shoulders, making it hard for him to breathe. It was as if a supreme being was staring at him with resentment.
A scarlet arm that seemed to be bleeding reached out from the cracked egg at great speed, and that was the only thing that came out. Apparently, the egg was broken by Bu Fang before it could form a complete Soul Demon.
'What just happened? Did Suiren's will come back just now?' Bu Fang thought he saw the kindly human emperor in a trance. 'Perhaps he hasn't disappeared after all!'
He focused his eyes again. The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun in his hand, then he brought it up in front of him. With a loud boom, the bloody arm slammed toward him.
The kitchen knife stopped the palm, but Bu Fang felt as if he were weighed down by a great mountain. A tremendous force shook him physically and mentally, and then he was knocked flying backward.
Even though it was only an arm, it emitted terrifying power.
"A Chaotic Saint?!"
Bu Fang sucked in a cold breath. He was only a Saint-to-be. With his strength, he would have struggled against some stronger Saints of the Great Path, let alone a Chaotic Saint. Even when this Chaotic Saint was just an arm...
The Vermilion Robe flapped noisily as Bu Fang turned in midair, kitchen knife in hand. With a thought, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok appeared. He stepped on it and steadied himself. Accompanied by a dragon roar, the shadow of the Golden Divine Dragon emerged, dispersing the scarlet power of sin that lingered around the kitchen knife.
Bu Fang's face was as dark as the black wok under his feet. He did not expect that the dark energy seeped out of the array would actually form the arm of a Chaotic-Saint-level Soul Overlord!
This was not something that the Soul Overlords he had roasted in the Heaven and Earth Farmland could match. Compared to this Soul Overlord in front of him, those could be called Little Soul Overlords, while this one was a Great Soul Overlord.
Every Great Soul Overlord was equivalent to a Chaotic Saint!
On the other side, Sun Wukong grabbed the golden staff and jerked it up. His fighting spirit was soaring. Even though he had become a Buddha, the aggressive genes in him were still boiling!
Yang Jian, on the other hand, held his three-pronged halberd with a serious look on his face. 'What happened? Why is someone as fearsome as Tongtian so seriously injured?' he thought to himself.
Boom!
The staff was knocked flying away, while Sun Wukong was lashed by the tree branch and thrown back. "It hurts, it hurts so much... What is this weird thing?!" he cried out, shaking all over.
Yang Jian's pupils constricted. 'This monkey has become a Buddha. Although he was only at the level of a Saint-to-be, he is not weaker than a Saint of the Great Path. I can't believe he got thrown back by a wooden stick! Who are those two people?'
He opened the vertical eye on his forehead. The next moment, the glow of merit and virtue emanating from the two men nearly blinded his third eye. This made him even more appalled.
"They are... two of the three human emperors of mankind, Fuxi and Shennong," Tongtian said with a wry smile. "Their consciousness is masked by Soul Demons, but I believe they'll defeat those Soul Demons..."
"Fuxi and Shennong?!"
Yang Jian was so shocked that he could not speak, while the corners of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched.
"No wonder I felt so much pain when that stick struck me. So it is a branch of the World Tree..." Sun Wukong brandished his golden staff. "These Soul Demons are too bold! How could they do this to the two human emperors?! I'll beat them to death!"
He grinned, his eyes flickering with golden light. The next moment, he rushed toward Shennong.
A fierce battle broke out. However, the monkey king was knocked back once again after a few moves. Fortunately, he was born out of the Heaven Mending Divine Stone and his fleshly body was very strong, so he was not hurt. In the blink of an eye, he regained his strength and dashed out once more.
Sun Wukong, who could fight a Saint of the Great Path, proved to be no match for Shennong. He was constantly grunting as the branch of the World Tree lashed at him. But he did not retreat, and as he continued to fight, his temper grew fiercer and fiercer.
"Old man Gautama asked me to cultivate my Buddha nature... But today, I don't give a sh*t what he said! Eat my staff again!"
Sun Wukong tore off his robe, revealed his hairy body, and charged toward Shennong, brandishing his golden-banded staff.
Yang Jian gave Tongtian his arm and carefully supported him. Suddenly, they shuddered, then turned and looked into the distance. There, Bu Fang was knocked flying away by a hand, which gave them a very dreadful feeling.
"A Chaotic Saint..." They both murmured at the same time.
It was only an arm, but because of that, Bu Fang was able to suppress it. They fought fiercely together.
Around Bu Fang, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the Qilin Transmigration Ladle, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, and the White Tiger Heaven Stove kept attacking the arm, exploding with brilliant light and deafening rumblings.
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched when he saw Bu Fang's excited expression, and he seemed to think of something. "Fellow Daoist Bu doesn't have something special in mind for that Soul Demon's arm, does he?" He smacked his lips.
Tongtian did not know whether to cry or laugh. "Fellow Daoist Bu is good in all aspects, but he's a bit of a glutton... That's the arm of a Chaotic Saint! Is he planning to use it as an ingredient?"
They were somewhat speechless. However, they were also relieved that it was only an arm. If what appeared from the egg was a complete Chaotic-Saint-level Soul Overlord, all of them would have to die here.
Rumble!
The void exploded. Sun Wukong's hair stood up as he rolled in midair, shouting. His whole body was in pain from the lashing. He felt that Shennong, holding the branch of the World Tree, was harder to deal with than that old man Gautama!
After being whipped and knocked back several times in a row, he flew into a rage. He roared, and an evil aura erupted out of him. The golden light on his forehead disappeared, then a purple-and-gold crown emerged and set upon his head.
The next instant, a full suit of armor covered Sun Wukong, and a great red cloak streamed down from his shoulders. A terrifying and ferocious aura spread across the air. Even the Somersault Cloud under him turned black.
Yang Jian was attracted by the noise. When he turned his head and looked over, he was stunned. For a moment, he was in a bit of a trance, for he thought that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven had returned...
"This monkey's fighting prowess became even more powerful after he turned evil... He's really a special existence in the Primitive Universe," Tongtian said with emotion.
After turning evil, Sun Wukong's fighting prowess skyrocketed. The teachings such as being completely indifferent to worldly temptations and cultivating his Buddha nature were all forgotten by him. At this moment, he was unrestrained, with only one thought left in his mind.
'Since you hit me with that wooden stick, I'll hit you back with my staff!'
A loud clang echoed out as the golden-banded staff and the branch of the World Tree collided. Sun Wukong was knocked flying away again and again, but he kept rushing back and fought again!
Suddenly, the demonized Fuxi's eyes turned black again. With a shake of his hand, the bronze eight trigrams compass flew out, spinning and growing larger to the size of a great mountain. The enormous compass then came crashing down, crushing Sun Wukong beneath it.
After turning evil, Sun Wukong was actually a Saint of the Great Path. He raised his staff, trying to push away the compass. However, a mighty force weighed down on him, causing his legs to spread and even shattering the void beneath him.
His eyes turned scarlet. He was not willing to throw in the towel—he wanted to fight. When he turned evil, he was no longer Sun Wukong, but the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Great Sage who was unyielding and always fighting. He had a staff, and he would break the sky with it!
The Great Sage Equaling Heaven roared. His cloak burst into pieces, and his armor fell off his body.
Shennong stood in midair with the branch of the World Tree in his hand, while Fuxi suppressed the evil monkey with the compass.
"I've already compromised once in my life, and I'm not going to compromise a second time!"
Roar!
Sun Wukong's body suddenly became bigger and transformed into a huge monkey, and then began to slowly lift the eight trigrams compass.
Tongtian's expression was complicated.
"Great Sage, let me help you!"
Yang Jian's eyes were filled with a strong fighting will. How could he not admire an existence who dared to fight against his fate?
"Howling, the Celestial Dog, where are you?!" He let out a long whistle, holding the three-pronged halberd and rushing up into the sky.
A reluctant dog bark rang out. Then, a black dog came at great speed. In the blink of an eye, it grew larger and its appearance turned extremely ferocious, looking like a wolf and a tiger!
Yang Jian fell, stepped on its back, and rushed to help Sun Wukong!
...
Bu Fang's Taotie Arm stretched out abruptly and grabbed the Chaotic Saint's arm. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his jaws as he watched the sinful energy pour out of the arm and wrap around his arm.
The God of Cooking Sets kept emitting divine light to suppress the Great Soul Overlord's arm. However, they could only suppress it. The arm was indestructible as if it was made of the hardest metal. It was just too strong!
Bu Fang could not imagine how he would cope if the Great Soul Overlord appeared in his perfect state. Perhaps he would be killed in an instant?
No wonder the Soul Overlords in the Soul Demon Universe had absolute suppressive power over those in other universes!
Suddenly, a bestial roar rang in Bu Fang's spirit sea. Qilin, lying on his stomach, woke up. He sprang out of the spirit sea, emerged over Bu Fang's Taotie Arm, and then closed his jaws around the Soul Overlord's arm.
With a ripping sound, the arm's defense crumbled like tofu.
Bu Fang took the opportunity to suppress it. Black smoke kept pouring out of it, accompanied by a shrill hiss. Soon, the Soul Overlord's consciousness in the arm was completely suppressed by him!
The next moment, his mental force poured out like a tsunami, washing over the arm. In the blink of an eye, the arm that was bitten by Qilin stopped struggling, and the consciousness in it disappeared.
In the end, the arm turned into a dragon hand with sharp claws.
"This is an excellent food ingredient..."
Bu Fang was panting. He felt a little tired—it was a huge drain on him to use his mental force like this. Fortunately, his prize was good. At the very least, the Chaotic-Saint-level arm had now become his ingredient.
'A dragon hand? Maybe I can make a boneless dragon hand with pickled peppers...' Bu Fang thought to himself.
His face was pale at the moment. Suddenly, his face froze. As he was suppressing the arm, fine cracks began to appear across the Eight Trigrams Array, which sealed the cosmic portal to the Soul Demon Universe.
The appearance of those cracks was like a nightmare!
Bu Fang's expression changed while Tongtian's face turned pale in the distance.
Rumble!
Countless wisps of Soul Demon aura rose from the cracks. The whole universe went dark at this moment. The black smoke kept condensing and eventually transformed into a very large figure that looked like an oppressive mountain.
It was a Soul Overlord, but he was missing an arm.
The world seemed to fall silent. The Soul Overlord's crimson eyes swept across heaven and earth, then looked coldly at Bu Fang, Tongtian, and Fuxi and Shennong in the distance, who were demonized.
"You want to stop us? You've been doing this for years, but in the end, you failed!" said the Soul Overlord, who had the appearance of a standing dragon.
A surging, terrifying sinful power emanated from him. He was the Pride Great Soul Overlord of the Soul Demon Universe, a Chaotic-Saint-level existence!
Bu Fang gasped for breath. The moment this Pride Great Soul Overlord appeared, he had a bad premonition.
All of a sudden, the Soul Overlord disappeared from the array and then appeared in front of him. That was even faster than the Kun Bird. His crimson eyes fixed on Bu Fang. One of his arms was missing, and thick green blood was dripping from the wound.
"You're the one who broke my arm?" said Pride Great Soul Overlord coldly.
The next moment, he opened his huge dragon mouth. The dark golden scales on his body emitted a terrifying aura, and black energy began to rapidly gather in his mouth.
Bu Fang's whole body became cold, and he felt a monstrous killing intent envelop him.
Boom!!!
In the blink of an eye, the black energy cannon shot out of the Great Soul Overlord's mouth, turning into a ball of energy the size of a star. Bu Fang had no time to react before he was completely engulfed by it. The Vermilion Robe was torn apart in an instant.
...
In the distance, Tongtian's breathing became labored. It all happened too fast!
"Fellow Daoist Bu!"
Yang Jian was knocked flying away by Fuxi, coughing blood as drops of blood spilled from his vertical eye. His eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Bu Fang being engulfed by the energy. Even the Celestial Dog gave a mournful bark.
Sun Wukong had recovered from his evil monkey state and was standing in midair with the golden-banded staff in hand, somewhat exhausted. His hair stood up, and he looked very angry.
Even a Chaotic Saint would likely be seriously injured by that terrifying attack, let alone Bu Fang who was just a Saint-to-be. He was a dead man.
Tongtian and Yang Jian's faces looked bleak. They could not believe that Bu Fang was killed just like that!
Tongtian, mad with rage, controlled the four immortal swords and made them shoot at the Pride Great Soul Overlord in the distance. However, the huge dragon threw them back with just a casual swat.
"Stupid humans." The Great Soul Overlord's lips curled, and a look of disdain appeared on his face. In his eyes, everything in the world was trash except for the Soul God.
Suddenly, his pupils constricted. He turned to look at the place where the chef had been standing. The energy had dissipated, revealing a silvery red flame that was quietly burning.