1157 Damned Dog, I Dare You To Run Away Again!

"The crazy woman of God Vanishing Mountain?!" Si Mawen's voice was trembling, showing his extreme fear.

God Vanishing Mountain was a forbidden land, which was a realm detached from Earth Prison. There was a forbidden land in Nether Prison as well, but some experts in Nether Prison despised God Vanishing Mountain, perhaps because it was located in Earth Prison.

All forbidden lands held themselves aloof from the world and would not interfere with the affairs of any realm, but there were exceptions.

When the Earth Prison's army attacked Nether Prison, and the previous Nether King Tian Cang was assaulted by the almighty experts of the nine clans, the owner of God Vanishing Mountain had involved herself in the battle.

Even though Nether King Tian Cang had attracted the Will of the Great Path into his body, which gave him monstrous strength, the seven almighty experts of the nine clans would not be seriously injured if this crazy woman did not join the battle.

Each of those experts was almost invincible, so they had no fear of the previous Nether King. They could have killed him in a long, drawn-out battle.

Unfortunately, the existence of the forbidden land, which had never interfered with realm affairs, joined the fray.

She was also the only expert of all the forbidden lands who did this. With her formidable strength, she joined forces with the previous Nether King and wounded the experts from the nine clans.

However, there were rules in forbidden lands.

The crazy woman's involvement had violated the rules, so she was punished for it. Badly injured, she shrank back to God Vanishing Mountain, where she dwelt and recuperated.

It was then that the experts in Earth Prison and Nether Prison realized the terror of forbidden lands. It turned out that there were experts at this level.

Now, the crazy woman made her appearance once again.

A pale hand rested on Si Mawen's shoulder. The palm was slender and delicate, looking like one that belonged to a weak girl. But as soon as he saw it, he began to shiver all over.

Crack... Crack…

A layer of ice spread up from his soles and covered his whole body in just the blink of an eye.

"Help me! Help me!" Si Mawen screamed. He turned around and looked into the boundless void with a horror-filled face, reaching out both hands as if he was trying to grab hold of something.

His scream did not last too long, though, because he was soon completely sealed in ice.

"Invincible? How laughable... Who can claim to be invincible?" the cold woman said indifferently as she walked out from behind Si Mawen and lightly touched his forehead with a finger.

Cracks immediately spread and filled the whole ice statue. Right after that… Si Mawen shattered and fell to the ground in a million pieces.

A gust of cold wind blew over.

A Little Saint had fallen just like that.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath.

Bu Fang's pupils constricted, while the tool spirits in his head roared and rocked violently.

Lord Dog turned his head away and wagged his tail. He did not look at the woman, glancing instead at the bronze sword that he had knocked away.

As for the nine-tailed fox and the six-tailed fox, they both bowed their heads respectfully.

This woman was the real master of God Vanishing Mountain, an existence that seemed to have fused with heaven and earth.

Her hair was white, framing her stunningly beautiful face as she stood there barefooted. Like an iceberg that would never melt, she stood proud and cold, striking fear into anyone's heart with just a glance.

The woman turned her pair of pale-blue eyes to Bu Fang.

Bu Fang exhaled. He felt an enormous pressure under the woman's gaze.

"Your dishes are... good," the woman said.

Her words shocked everyone.

The nine-tailed fox abruptly raised its bowed head and looked incredulously at Bu Fang.

This human is a big boss? If not, how could he cook for this existence?

The six-tailed fox did not say anything, but its eyes flashed.

Lord Dog gave Bu Fang a sideways glance. Even he was slightly shocked.

Bu Fang boy can cook for this crazy woman? What dishes did he cook? Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs?

Bu Fang paused for a moment, and then it dawned on him.

So this woman is the supreme existence who possessed the High Priestess... She looks more terrifying in person.

The woman just glanced at Bu Fang and did not say much. The only impression the latter gave her was the sacrificial dishes.

The four dishes, Spring Wind, Summer Wound, Autumn Obscurity, and Winter's Mourning, contained the essence of transmigration.

Although Bu Fang's strength was not enough to completely release the essence of transmigration in these four dishes, they had helped her a lot compared with the previous incomplete recipes. Otherwise, it would be a long time before she woke up.

The woman turned her eyes to Lord Dog, the Earth Prison Dog who she was familiar with...

"Lazy dog... How dare you come to my God Vanishing Mountain again?" she said with a flat tone.

Lord Dog turned around. "Aye... You are here as well? What a coincidence."

He laughed dryly.

The woman said nothing, just staring at Lord Dog with her pale-blue eyes. "God Vanishing Mountain is mine. Is it strange that I'm here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she furrowed her brows and looked up at the sky.

There, the bronze sword that Lord Dog had slapped away began to buzz noisily, causing the void to tremble.

Suddenly, clouds began to gather over God Vanishing Mountain and converged into a huge palm that covered the sky.

The palm was enormous, as if it was about to crumble the whole God Vanishing Mountain with a slap. It pressed down toward the mountain, emanating bursts of terrible energy.

The little fox in Bu Fang's arms could not help shivering. Bu Fang had to stroke its head to calm it down.

The woman clasped her hands behind her back. Her white robe fluttered noisily.

"Someone from Nether Prison? How dare you cause trouble at my God Vanishing Mountain?" As she said that, she tapped the void with her pale foot.

In the next instant, ice pillars began to emerge from around her feet.

Crack... Crack...

One ice pillar after another appeared, stacking on top of each other and pushing the woman up toward the sky.

Looking at her, Lord Dog transformed back to his fat dog form. He knew that there was no need for him to fight anymore because that woman was here.

In other words, that crazy woman was stronger than him.

The palm that covered the sky slowly descended, while the woman, pushed by the ice pillars, soared toward the sky.

Despite the pressure from the strong wind, her hands were clasped behind her back, and she wore the same indifferent expression.

As she approached, the huge hand was suddenly frozen. Even the rolling clouds around it turned into ice.

"This woman is called... Ice Saint," Lord Dog said, twitching his mouth. "A woman who plays with ice is scary."

Bu Fang nodded. She was indeed scary. She had just frozen and killed a Little Saint. Now, without even lifting her hand, she had frozen the clouds. All it took was just the energy exuded from her body.

Crack... Crack...

After the huge palm was completely frozen, the woman tapped it with a finger.

Cracks rapidly spread out from where she pointed, filling the entire palm. Then, with a loud rumble, the palm crumbled, disintegrating into irregular-shaped rocks as it fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a rift was torn in the sky, where an arm reached out with its index and middle finger pointing at the bronze sword.

The sword let out a sharp cry and soared into the sky. Then, it shot toward the woman as if it had suddenly been given life.

As it flew, thousands of sword beams burst out of it, interweaving into a slaughtering attack that fell toward the woman.

"You are nothing but a clown who only dares to swing a toy sword in the dark..." Ice Saint said in a cold voice. Her pale-blue eyes flickered as she stood atop the ice column, her robe fluttering in the wind.

With a thought, countless ice swords emerged around her.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One ice sword after another pierced through the air as they shot toward the sword energy, destroying the sword beams.

Constant collisions reverberated in the sky. Eventually, the ice column beneath Ice Saint's feet collapsed with a rumble.

The whistle of a sword approaching rang out.

However, Ice Saint's expression remained unchanged. She lifted a palm, held out two fingers, and caught the bronze sword between them.

"You demonic woman, die!" a voice thundered.

A beam of light suddenly fell from the sky.

It was the Nether Prison's Will of the Great Path.

The bronze sword roared and burst into light, ultimately transforming into a light sword. At the same time, all the rust that covered its surface peeled off.

Boom!

In the next instant, it broke free of the woman's fingers and pushed forward, stabbing directly at her strikingly beautiful face.

However, when it was just inches away from her, it could no longer move further.

She was covered in a layer of ice from top to bottom.

"Would you dare to show yourself in front of me if I am in my prime?" Ice Saint said faintly. Then, slowly, she raised her hand and grabbed the bronze light sword.

With a squeeze, her palm bent the blade...

Bu Fang sucked in a cold breath, while Lord Dog stuck out his tongue.

This woman was as formidable as ever.

A shriek rang out in the sky.

In the next moment, with Ice Saint in the middle, a snowstorm emerged and turned into an ice realm. Then, in the blink of an eye, she reappeared before the arm.

She lightly ripped the arm apart, filling the sky with blood!

A miserable howl echoed across the void.

"The ice realm? Damned demonic woman! You have recovered your strength?!" The expert who had just lost an arm screamed in horror.

With an indifferent look in her eyes, Ice Saint raised her hand. An ice lotus flower could be seen floating over her palm, spinning and blooming.

She gently waved the hand, throwing the lotus flower into the rift in the void where the arm was reaching out.

Boom!

A deafening rumble echoed, accompanied by the sound of coughing blood and a miserable howl.

The rift sealed up completely…

With a disgusted look on her face, Ice Saint threw away the broken arm, which fell straight into the seven-colored pool.

It was an arm of a Great Saint. The life force contained in it was almost endless.

The pool instantly boiled. Soon, the arm melted into the water, turning its color even brighter.

Bu Fang was dumbstruck. The technique the woman used just now was his Perishing Pot! They looked exactly the same, although she used it differently!

He could not believe that this woman actually... copied his offensive technique!

Lord Dog was stupefied as well.

The snowstorm in the sky dispersed and disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Then, the woman walked down from the sky, one step at a time, as if she was descending on an invisible stair.

She floated in front of Bu Fang.

"Ahem, ahem... Bu Fang boy, now that you're fine, I'm going back to the Immortal Cooking Realm to eat the few Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs I left behind. Remember to come back early."

Lord Dog coughed dryly, twisted his dog butt, and ripped apart the void.

However, just when he took the first step, every strand of his hair stood on end.

The woman had already appeared in front of Lord Dog. Ice crystals emerged and condensed into a dagger in her grip, which she held up and pointed at him.

"Damned dog, I dare you to run away again..." Ice Saint cocked her head and said expressionlessly.