1192 Set Off for the Abyss, Ambushed!

"Why are we running away?"

Bu Fang was dragged by Realm Lord Di Tai as they kept pushing through the crowd.

Foxy had climbed up his shoulder and was curiously rolling her eyes. Nethery followed behind him. She exchanged a glance with Meng Qi but said nothing.

"We come to Abyss City for the Qilin Chef Feast. Do you know who hosts the feast this time?"

Realm Lord Di Tai gave Bu Fang a sulky look. He never thought that Bu Fang would engage the law enforcer team in a fight as soon as he arrived here. None of the law enforcers was easy to deal with. They had gone through countless battles and were cultivated with blood. Should Bu Fang fight them, things would not end well, and he might even alert the four Judges. If that happened, the situation would be difficult to handle. Moreover, the new City Lord of Abyss City was an existence feared even by the Nether Prison.

"I don't know," Bu Fang said honestly. He really didn't know the answer, but he was not happy with the attitude of those law enforcers. They had acted as if they were the most powerful people in the world, and whoever offended them should stand on the spot and be killed with their swords.

That annoyed Bu Fang.

"The City Lord of Abyss City is the host of the feast. It is said that he was the Great Judge of the law enforcer team, but he had murdered the former lord and took the seat for himself," Realm Lord Di Tai said with a heavy tone.

Unlike the peaceful Immortal Cooking Realm, Abyss City was a city of chaos and slaughter where countless exiled experts gathered. Outside the city, murders took place almost every moment, but no one dared to commit murder inside the city after the new city lord took his office. It showed how formidable he was.

Bu Fang twitched his mouth. He had nothing to say about that, so he asked instead, "When will the Qilin Chef Feast begin? Why haven't you set off yet?" 

The feast would be held in the real Abyss where the Abyssal Demons dwelt.

"We were about to leave when you caused such a major disturbance. You are lucky that we haven't set off. Otherwise... you could be beaten to death by those law enforcers!" said the realm lord.

Bu Fang smiled. "If worse comes to worst, I can always use my Perishing Pots. If one cannot suppress them, I can use two..."

Realm Lord Di Tai fell silent. Perishing Pots were Bu Fang's ultimate weapons. With just a pot, he might be able to destroy one-third of Abyss City, and with his current cultivation base, no ordinary Little Saints could withstand it. It was important to note that Bu Fang had killed the giant demon who was a One-revolution Little Saint with a Perishing Pot in the battle that just ended not too long ago!

The others had no objections, so they followed him toward the trading market.

The trading market of Abyss City was huge. They found the trading area of Abyssal Winged Dragons and paid a thousand Nether crystals for one.

Abyssal Winged Dragons were a branch of dragons. These dragons were different from Divine Dragons, but truly mighty dragons were existences ultimately close to Divine Dragons. 

The Abyssal Winged Dragon Realm Lord Di Tai bought had an enormous body. It stood a hundred meters tall, and when the huge pair of wings on its back spread, they covered almost the whole sky. Whenever those wings flapped, the wind they stirred up almost turned into tornadoes. There was a simple hut on its back, which was built by the merchant. Inside the hut, soft chairs were prepared so that the riders could have a place to rest.

In fact, all purchased Winged Dragons would fly back to the trading market by themselves after they left Abyss City. Therefore, merchants who traded Winged Dragons were all making huge profits.

The Abyss was far away from Abyss City. To travel there, one would need to fly across a chaotic region filled with void turbulence, and it was very easy to get lost. Only Abyssal Winged Dragons could find the right way to the Abyss through the boundless turbulence. 

Bu Fang and the others climbed up the Winged Dragon's back. The dragon opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar, and then the merchant who sold them the dragon gave a long whistle. He was also a half-blooded Abyssal Demon with pointy ears and dark skin.

As his whistle faded away, the dragon leaped into the air, flapped its wings, and flew smoothly toward the distance.

Bu Fang and the others sat on the Winged Dragon's back. A strong wind was blowing at them, but the hut's array pushed it to both sides. It was a comfortable ride. 

Sitting in his chair, Bu Fang looked down and saw the whole Abyss City. The city grew smaller and smaller in his eyes, but it also grew scarier. It looked like a ferocious demon with its mouth wide open, waiting to devour someone. As he stared at it, he had a feeling that the city would have an indescribable relationship with him later on.

It was not a good feeling.

...

Meanwhile, in a crimson mansion somewhere in Abyss City...

A door was pushed open. A figure wrapped in a black robe slowly stepped through it, walked around many buildings, and came to a great hall.

Inside the great hall, the air was filled with a stagnant atmosphere and powerful pressure. They made the black-robed figure drop to his knees with his head bowed.

"Lord Judge, I'm sorry that my ignorant servant has disturbed you," chuckled a black-robed man wearing a half-goat mask and sitting on the throne.

Beside him, a man clad in a blood-colored robe smiled faintly and said, "It's fine. I think your servant has some news to report."

The man with a half-goat mask turned to look at his servant and said, "Tell us what you got."

The servant trembled, then he hurriedly said, "My lord, we've found the people of the Immortal Cooking Realm."

"Oh? You've found them?" The expert's eyes focused and seemed to burst into light.

"They are now riding an Abyssal Winged Dragon to the Abyss to attend the Qilin Chef Feast..." said the servant.

"The Abyss... Very good. It's a pity that the Great Saint wants them alive. Otherwise, that chaotic land is the perfect graveyard for them..." The masked man rose to his feet and sneered. 

The Judge got up and squinted at the man. "Since Brother Yang Zheng has serious business to attend to, I'll not disturb you any longer. Do come visit me at my residence next time. I'll surely serve you the best Abyssal Demon Wine!"

"Haha! I will! Abyssal Demon Wine is one of the three specialties in the Abyss... and authentic Abyssal Demon Wine is hard to find. I'm looking forward to tasting it. Thank you for inviting me, Lord Judge!" Yang Zheng burst into laughter and cupped his fist.

Chuckling, the Judge disappeared from the great hall.

The servant kneeling on the floor took a deep breath and said, "My lord, that Judge..." 

"It's none of your business. No one in today's Abyss is easy to deal with. However, as long as we don't mess with them, they won't give us trouble on account of the Great Saint. All we have to do now is capture those trash from the Immortal Cooking Realm and let the Great Saint vent his anger," Yang Zheng said indifferently.

He walked down from the throne and took a deep breath.

"We have to hurry. Those from the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan and the Shadow Demon Clan are eyeing them up as well," he added, clasping his hands behind his back. 

"What's so special about those people? Why do three of the nine clans in the Nether Prison want to capture them?" The servant didn't understand.

"Do you really think that the Great Saint wants to capture them so he can vent his anger? Well, his purpose is to get the Immortal Cooking Realm's secret in his hand. Have you ever seen a Dried Pot that can kill a Little Saint? That kind of power is really scary... If it is obtained by the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan, the ranking of the nine clans is likely to change..." said Yang Zheng.

When he had finished, he didn't explain further but ordered the servant to head for the Abyss and intercept Bu Fang's Winged Dragon.

In the courtyard, dragon roars rang through the air as one strong and muscular Tiger Winged Dragon after another flew out. These dragons were not as enormous as Abyssal Winged Dragons, but they were more agile and savage. As soon as they were in the air, they sped toward the Abyss like streaks of dark lightning.

Even then, many other Tiger Winged Dragons flew up from various mansions in Abyss City, all heading toward the Abyss.

Meanwhile, in a ferocious-looking palace of Abyss City...

The buildings in the palace were very strange. They were not resplendent and magnificent. Instead, they looked extremely scary, with pointed roofs as sharp as blades that thrust into the sky and walls so red that they looked like weeping blood.

Three experts clad in blood-colored robes sat cross-legged in a side hall within the Abyss Palace.

Suddenly, a figure zoomed through the door and landed in the center of the hall, leaving many afterimages behind.

Three blood-robed Judges opened their eyes.

"It's time to move... The people of the Nether Prison had already set off. This year's Qilin Chef Feast is going to be interesting."

The figure who came into the hall was the Judge who had just left Yang Zheng. When he had finished, the hall instantly filled with a burst of cold laughter.

"The Great Judge and City Lord's plan is really bold. If it succeeds this time... the Abyss will be able to become independent of the Nether Prison and no longer under its control!"

The Judge's voice rang out again, and the others laughed. The next moment, they all turned into beams of red light and shot out of the side hall.

...

The void turbulence was violent.

There was a boundless starry sky over the turbulence, where stars revolved slowly. The void turbulence was like an invisible barrier that separated the starry sky and the lands.

The enormous Abyssal Winged Dragon didn't fly fast and was somewhat clumsy. These dragons' intelligence had been destroyed by those merchants. All that was left of them was obedience, so they looked somewhat stupid.

Turbulence lashed on the void, causing it to crack and filled with rifts.

Bu Fang sat cross-legged on the Winged Dragon's back and looked up at the boundless starry sky.

It was so beautiful that everyone was deeply attracted. Nethery, Realm Lord Di Tai, and Meng Qi were all looking up at it. 

This was the first time they saw such a beautiful starry sky. The stars shone brightly like diamonds embedded in darkness, blooming with extreme beauty. There were shooting stars, as well as belts of stars that flowed slowly.

Bu Fang looked at the sky in silence. For a moment, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

It turned out that this world also had a starry sky. Was there also an aqua-blue planet amid this boundless starry sky?

He didn't know. Perhaps yes, perhaps no, or perhaps this starry sky was simply not the same starry sky in his memory. He sighed.

"This starry sky is really beautiful," Nethery exclaimed, her eyes misty.

Bu Fang turned to look at her. She seemed to be drunk with the starry sky's beauty.

"Legend has it that only after becoming a Great Saint can one have the strength to walk in the starry sky for a short time... Can you imagine how surreal it will feel to be able to step in the boundless starry sky and overlook everything?" said Realm Lord Di Tai.

Bu Fang glanced at him and said, "You are still far from that, so stop daydreaming."

The realm lord looked at him with a bitter expression, while Nethery and Meng Qi covered their mouths and smiled. For a moment, the atmosphere was relaxed.

Suddenly, Bu Fang furrowed his eyebrows.

Realm Lord Di Tai also focused his eyes and looked into a distance.

Dragon roars echoed out from that direction, and in just a flash, they approached and surrounded Bu Fang's Winged Dragon. 

ROAR!

They sounded like the roars of dragons mixed with tigers. The terrible sound waves frightened the Abyssal Winged Dragon and agitated it, causing its body to sway violently.

Puk! Puk! Puk!

The sound of explosions rang out. The next moment, numerous long hooks shot over, their sharp blades clawing into the Winged Dragon's wings...

A ripping sound filled the void, followed by the Abyssal Winged Dragon's painful roar! 

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

After that, plumes of Nether energy burst out from the backs of those Tiger Winged Dragons as they closed in toward Bu Fang and the others.

Realm Lord Di Tai's face turned somewhat unsightly. "Sure enough... The Nether Prison expert has prepared an ambush!"

"What should we do?" Meng Qi asked anxiously.

Nethery frowned.

Bu Fang looked unaffected, however. He lifted his hand and rubbed Foxy's head, then exhaled. 

"What else can we do? Beat them to death..."