Chapter 1795: 1795

Yang Jian was a little shocked. He thought it would be difficult for Bu Fang to capture a top Soul Overlord alive, but now it did not seem that way. Of the five top Soul Overlords, one died, and the remaining four were all captured alive. Such a result was simply amazing!

‘This chef’s strength has increased so quickly! The last time I saw him on the Ancestral Planet, he was having trouble even facing a Saint of the Great Path. It’s only been a short while, and now he’s already capable of capturing four top Soul Overlords alive! The speed of his progress is just too terrifying!’

Looking at the four top Soul Overlords bound by chains and laughing like madmen in midair, Yang Jian asked, “What’s the matter with them?”

“They’re laughing…” Bu Fang replied indifferently. The way to capture Soul Demons alive was through their stomachs. As a chef, Bu Fang knew the way.

Yang Jian’s face stiffened slightly. ‘Do I need you to tell me that?’ he thought to himself. ‘Everyone knows they’re laughing…’

“I treated them to Ecstatic Demise… Do you want to try it?”

Bu Fang shook his hand and produced the dish. He picked up a slice of meat with a pair of chopsticks, mixed small pieces of Death Spicy Strip into it, wrapped them up, and handed it to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian’s pupils narrowed. It was obvious that the dish was the reason why the four Soul Overlords were laughing crazily. How could he easily try it?

‘This dish is inedible! I must not eat it!’

Yang Jian shook his head exaggeratedly. His eyes moved from side to side, then he took the meat from Bu Fang and gave it to the Celestial Hound, who was next to him.

The black dog was already drooling. Unable to tell what was edible and what was not, it opened its mouth and gobbled up the meat as soon as Yang Jiang brought it in front of its face.

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Licking its lips and narrowing its eyes, the Celestial Hound took a step. Suddenly, its eyes flicked open, and its fur bristled. The next moment, it opened its mouth and burst into asthmatic laughter, resting its head against Yang Jian’s leg, unable to stop.

All those who saw this exchanged shocked glances. Yang Jian, on the other hand, felt a chill run down his back. ‘Luckily, I didn’t eat it! This dish is poisonous, isn’t it? Anyone who eats it will keep laughing until death, right?’

Bu Fang did not mind their reactions. He put the dish away. As for him tasting it himself… that was not possible.

Accompanied by the laughter of the four Soul Overlords and the Celestial Hound, the guards followed Yang Jian and escorted the hostages back to the Celestial Court.

“How are you going to get the words out of their mouths?” Bu Fang asked curiously. Although they had captured these Soul Overlords alive, how to get them to reveal their intention remained a problem.

Yang Jian took out a golden rope and tied the four Soul Overlords with it. “Don’t worry. As long as they’re alive, we can certainly get them to reveal their purpose!” He smiled confidently. There were many immortals and deities with various abilities in the Celestial Court, and they could make the hostages confess easily.

Bu Fang nodded. Since Yang Jian had said so, he did not ask any further questions.

Yang Jian sent someone to take Bu Fang and Ju Mang to their accommodation and bring them good wine and food. Then, he rushed to interrogate the Soul Overlords. He was a little excited. He knew there must be a reason behind the Soul Demon’s constant attack on the Celestial Court, so he had to get it out of the mouths of these hostages.

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Bu Fang stepped into the accommodation Yang Jian had arranged for him. It was a cottage in the middle of pagodas and pavilions. The scenery was nice, with small bridges as well as gurgling water that was reflecting the stars in the sky.

After settling in, he fried a plate of vegetables and sat cross-legged on the ground. Under the blinking stars, Bu Fang slowly sipped the wine Yang Jian sent to him and ate the vegetable, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation. Whitey, Foxy, and Shrimpy accompanied him on the side.

…

Yang Jian walked out of the prison with an ugly face. Behind him, purple bolts of lightning kept falling from the sky, and the Soul Demons’ miserable howls could be heard.

“Dammit… These Soul Demons are really trying to destroy the very foundation of the Primitive Universe!”

There was a look of horror on Yang Jian’s face. If they had not captured the Soul Overlords alive, he dared not imagine what would have happened. He had thought that the line of defense outside the Nine Heavens was impregnable with the almighty experts guarding it, but now it did not seem so.

“What should we do?” He frowned. He knew he had to report this to the Celestial Emperor. After taking a deep breath, he stepped on an auspicious cloud and flew toward the Cloud Palace.

…

Only a few lesser immortals and deities remained in the palace that used to be bustling with activity. At the far end of the great hall, a brilliantly illuminated figure could be seen sitting on a throne. He was the Celestial Emperor, the master of the Primitive Universe’s Celestial Court.

Yang Jian stepped into the great hall and came before the Celestial Emperor, reporting truthfully what he had just dug out from the mouths of those Soul Overlords.

The Celestial Emperor’s eyes flew open and looked at Yang Jian with a sharp gaze. Apparently, he was also shocked by the Soul Demon’s purpose. “Those demons really planned to do that?! Are you sure?”

“Yes, we are sure. The souls of those Soul Overlords would have broken apart if they had lied,” Yang Jian said seriously.

“I’ll leave this matter to you. You must not give the Soul Demons a chance! The Primitive Sphere is not something these demons can covet!” said the Celestial Emperor, his voice shaking heaven and earth.

Yang Jian bowed and backed away with great speed, leaving the Cloud Palace. Once outside, he immediately went to look for Bu Fang.

Bu Fang was sitting in the middle of the courtyard drinking wine and tasting food when Yang Jian fell from the sky. “They confessed?” he asked.

Yang Jian nodded with a grave face. “Their purpose was to find the divine artifacts of the Soul Demon Universe that had dropped in the Primitive Universe and bring them back!” he said.

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth. “Divine artifacts? No, their purpose is to find the Soul God’s body parts that are sealed up in the Primitive Universe…”

Yang Jian’s face flickered. It seemed that Bu Fang already knew about it.

“Did they tell you where the location is?” Bu Fang asked curiously.

Yang Jian sighed. This was exactly what made his face look so ugly. “No, they don’t know. But they need the Celestial Emperor’s seal, and I think they want to use it to open something…”

Bu Fang nodded and did not ask any more questions.

“Owner Bu…” Yang Jian was about to say something, but Bu Fang shook his head.

“The Celestial Emperor’s seal should not be so easily snatched by the Soul Demons, right? I can’t help you with this matter. Send me to the battlefield. I must go there.”

The Soul Demons were looking for the Celestial Emperor’s seal. In Bu Fang’s opinion, this thing was not so easy to get. It was, after all, something possessed by the master of the Celestial Court.

If they wanted to get the seal, they had to break through the defense at the front first so that they could have a chance to break into the Celestial Court and get it. These sneaky skirmishes were not going to achieve anything.

Bu Fang actually knew very well that even without his help this time, the Celestial Court would still be intact. After all, it was a power that had existed in the Primitive Universe for countless years.

Yang Jian sighed. He had wanted to make Bu Fang stay, for his tactics were very effective against the Soul Demons. “Well… Tomorrow, I’ll send Owner Bu to the battlefield outside the Nine Heavens,” he nodded and said.

Afterward, Yang Jian took his leave. Bu Fang continued to sit in the courtyard, quietly sipping wine with a deep look in his eyes.

The next day, Yang Jian did send someone to bring him to the battlefield. It was a Green Luan. Bu Fang stepped on the back of this giant bird with Shrimpy, Foxy, and Whitey. Then, the bird spread her wings and soared into the sky.

Inside the Celestial Court, Yang Jian held his halberd and looked up as Bu Fang left. At his side stood the Celestial Hound, still laughing. Ju Mang also did not go to the battlefield. He stayed behind to defend the Primitive Sphere with the other experts.

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The battlefield was located in the boundless starry sky outside the Nine Heavens.

The speed of Green Luan’s flight was much faster than Ju Mang’s crane. She streaked across the void like a shooting star. After a long time, Bu Fang, sitting cross-legged on her back, looked up and squinted into the distance.

A magnificent but somewhat ruined city emerged in front of his eyes, sprawled across the starry sky. From afar, it looked as if there were dragons and phoenixes flying above the city.

Bu Fang took a deep breath. He was overwhelmed by the city. He could also smell the pungent scent of blood, which was so strong that it gave him the creeps and made him feel as if a large amount of blood was pouring down at him.

Although he had not even gotten close yet, he already felt his blood boiling. Countless almighty experts of the Primitive Universe had shed their blood in that city. It was a pass coated with blood, the last barrier to defend the Primitive Sphere!

“Exalted Immortal, that is Hangu Pass, the front line of the battlefield. I cannot go any further, so I have to leave you all here,” said the Green Luan.

The closer she got to the city, the heavier the oppressive feeling in her blood became. It was as if her ancestors had shed their blood there, and she felt a wave of sadness rising from the depths of her soul.

They landed on a dead star. Bu Fang nodded to the Green Luan, who spread her wings and left. After that, he turned to look at the huge city. It gave him a very depressing feeling.

After exhaling a deep breath, Bu Fang stepped up into the sky and walked toward Hangu Pass. Whitey followed him closely. Foxy and Shrimpy sat on its bald head, blinking and looking at the ancient city that sprawled across the starry sky.

Bu Fang walked for a long time, but the city was still very far away. After walking for several days, there was a flash in front of his eyes. It felt as if he had passed through an invisible array, and then the city that was very far away one second ago was in front of him suddenly.

The sky here was crimson as if it was drenched in blood. The mottled city walls were covered with the marks of time, as well as knife marks, sword marks, axe marks, and marks left behind by all kinds of weapons. They appeared like the city’s medals of honor.

Bu Fang stepped onto the solid ground of Hangu Pass. A surge of pressure suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and pressed down on his shoulders. It felt as if he had stepped into District D of Void City. However, the air here was filled with a murderous aura.

Suddenly, a loud and sonorous cry echoed out. The next moment, a flash of black light came over Bu Fang’s head, its enormous wings spreading for tens of thousands of miles. Then, the behemoth shrank and turned into a familiar figure, shot through the air, and landed on Bu Fang’s shoulder in the blink of an eye.

“Kun Bird?”

Bu Fang froze for a moment. He had not expected to see this bird here. After leaving Earth, he thought he would never see this giant bird again. He did not expect it to come to Hangu Pass as well.

In addition to Kun Bird, Bu Fang sensed another familiar aura. He looked up into the distance.