So many years had passed by unconsciously.

Yang Jing looked sentimental. He reminisced, "It's been a long time since I had soup. I almost forgot what it tastes like.

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"I'm able to taste something homely because I'm going to die. I can die in peace. Thank you, Deified Dog."

He smiled and slurped on the takeaway box.

He had to say that the takeaway box was great at keeping the temperature warm. The soup was not cold. An intense aromatic flavor flowed into his mouth, his stomach, and his senses. He jolted. He felt as if he had fallen into a river of deliciousness.

His tongue was soaked in the soup. The hot soup felt like soft velvet, coating and caressing the tip of his tongue. He was mesmerized.

'Delicious, so delicious!'

The small sip of soup won him over. He went blank. All he could think about was the deliciousness.

Gulp!

He swallowed the smooth soup. It hydrated his throat and flowed through his esophagus. It was intense. He instantly felt full.

Then, he felt at ease. He felt relaxed as if his pores were breathing.

'Wow~'

Yang Jing tried hard not to moan.

He slowly opened his squinted eyes after a long while. He looked like he was amazed.

Then, he looked at the bowl of soup again. He felt emotional.

'Is this the flavor of my hometown?

'I haven't eaten homely food for so many years. Is it so different now?

'Damn, such a delicious soup. It's affecting me. I was ready to sacrifice myself and die heroically for the three realms. I suddenly don't want to die anymore.'

He was once again taken aback.

He felt a warmth swimming in his body. He somehow felt relieved. Bits of his lost powers started to come back to him.

"This...this is…"

Yang Jing's mouth was open. He was stunned as he looked at his soup with shock. Then, he looked at Deified Dog.

Deified Dog was looking at him, too, as he slowly nodded. His eyes were sparkly like grapes.

'It works on the Master!'

"Nice soup, nice soup!"

Yang Jing laughed loudly. He held the bowl with both of his hands. Then, he chugged the soup. He did not pick out the bones. He ate it, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Deified Dog silently stared at Yang Jing with drool coming out from the corner of his mouth. He was dumbfounded when Yang Jing did not spit out the bone.

He expected his master to spit out the bone so he could taste it. However…there was nothing left.

'Damn.'

Yang Jing instantly looked better after drinking the soup. He felt a warmth in his body. It was life! And powers!

'This soup…has healing properties that improve the body. This is much better than the so-called Spiritual Herbs. This is legendary!

'Scary!

'Unbelievable!

'How can a legendary soup like this exist? Is this made by Heaven?

'Is Heaven a chef?'

Yang Jing started to imagine scenarios because it was too unbelievable.

"Ha, what a foodie! Tsk tsk, so amazed at a bowl of soup? The master likes it as much as the dog!"

The sealed cultivator thought it was funny. He mocked, "But of course. This soup is your last meal, you naturally should appreciate it."

Truthfully, he was kind of jealous of Yang Jing. It looked like the soup was delicious.

'Is the soup of their world that delicious? I'll try it after I escape.'

Yang Jing looked at the walls and smiled. He said calmly, "You said that I only have two ways to stop you. Actually…there's another way!"

"Oh? Another way? Tell me about it."

Yang Jing said with emphasis, "I can kill you myself!"

Mockery could be heard from the walls. "Haha, you must be dreaming. You? Did you lose your grip on reality because of a bowl of soup?"

Yang Jing spent all his powers to seal that cultivator away. It was to prevent him from escaping. He sealed him with him instead of killing him because he was not powerful enough.

However…circumstances were different.

Yang Jing smiled. There were menacing cold sparks in his eyes. He was like a Dragon that had been awakened. He started to rise.

At that moment, he was hugely different. He went from a handsome man to a menacing General. He was no longer weak. Instead, he was powerful!

The sealed cultivator could tell that something was off. However, he thought it was ridiculous because it was impossible.

Yang Jing stood up and walked to the side. He raised his wrist and a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade instantly appeared in his hand.

He was originally sitting at the center of the seal. A figure slowly came out from that spot.

He was an elder with grey clothes.

The elder was in disbelief. He looked at Yang Jing and said, "I don't believe it. You dare let me out? So oddly incautious."

He was still sealed but Yang Jing had given up sitting on the spell pattern. So, the seal was greatly weakened. He could easily kill Yang Jing and Deified Dog to fully break the seal.

'Yang Jing just committed suicide.'

Yang Jing looked stern. He slowly raised his blade. "Ha! There are a lot of things you don't believe in!"

Woosh—

Suddenly, a wind blew against Yang Jing. His hair was messed up. It instantly made Yang Jing frown.

He looked at Deified Dog who was blowing wind at him and asked, "Deified Dog, what's the meaning of this?"

Deified Dog immediately stopped. He scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I'm too used to it."

The elder in grey clothes looked at them without any expression. There was a glint in his eye as he said coldly, "I don't have time to watch you two perform. I'll make this fast since you let me out!"

He decisively raised his arms to activate his fire powers. Flames turned to a huge flaming palm that attacked Yang Jing.

He stood there and waited for Yang Jing to turn to dust. He was going to break the seal!

However, a blinding light flashed and split the fire palm in half. Yang Jing stood there, expressionless. He coldly stared at the elder in grey clothes!

'He was able to block my attack?

'Maybe he hid his capabilities?

'No, no way!

'This aura…

'He's back in his prime!'

"How is this possible?!"

The elder in grey clothes widened his eyes and stepped back. He was intimidated by the aura. His skin crawled and his voice was high pitched as he said, "You recovered?!"

His mind was running in circles. He quickly found out the reason. He gasped and said, "It's because of that bowl of soup! Impossible! How can a bowl of soup do that? This is impossible!"

"You don't need to know how!"

Yang Jing sounded cold. He did not dare to delay in case something went wrong.

He attacked the elder with his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade. His blade instantly became huge!

"Impossible, this isn't real!"

The elder in grey clothes could not figure out why.

He gave it his all because his life was in danger. He even spent his cultivation to survive. However, he had been sealed for too long. He was not as capable as Yang Jing who was back in his prime.

He was soon dead!

Yang Jing looked at the place where the elder turned to dust with mixed emotions. He suddenly felt that it was unreal.

The enemy that bugged him for countless years was gone just like that. All because of…a bowl of soup.

He felt like the world was going crazy.

On the other hand, Deified Dog was not surprised. It was as expected. He had heightened his worldview because he followed Blackie around. He said smugly, "He died just like that. He should've died more tragically!"

Yang Jing was utterly serious. He asked sternly, "Deified Dog, where did you beg for this soup?"

"Beg?"

Deified Dog shook his head. "I got this soup from a feast at the Heavenly Palace. This is a takeaway."

"Heavenly Palace feast?"

Yang Jing took a sharp breath. His mind was running in circles. He asked in disbelief, "The Heavenly Palace became so awesome after all these years? They started drinking soup like that?"

The changes of the realm were too fast for him.

Yang Jing instantly felt like a peasant.

"Master, the feast was held by the Heavenly Palace but truthfully, it was all for a godly expert. The expert was the one who made the soup."

Deified Dog looked respectful when he mentioned the expert. Then, he said proudly, "I also befriended a super awesome Lord Dog that easily killed off a Quasi-Saint from another realm."

Yang Jing felt overwhelmed by the information. He had goosebumps all over and felt feverish.

'Godly expert.

'The soup was created by a person.

'The Lord Dog that can kill a Quasi-Saint…'

Any part of the information was challenging his worldview. However, he did not doubt Deified Dog.

He knew that he had to go to the Heavenly Palace. But before that, he told Deified Dog, "Deified Dog, let's go. Tell me everything you know!"

…

The Demons.

Big Lord Demon once again knelt where the Demon God slept. He looked pained.

He spat out blood into a black flame in front of him. The black flame instantly sizzled and burned. An intense demonic smoke was emitted.

The Big Lord Demon looked excited. He immediately shouted, "I'm the Big Lord Demon of the Demons, I request to see the Lord Demon God!"

However, the flames gradually went out before he could get a response.

The Big Lord Demon was not healed even after a long time. He was skinnier than before. He could now be described as scrawny.

His round face was almond-shaped. His cheekbones were more obvious.

He lost weight because he kept spitting blood to call on the Demon God.

However, his Lord Demon God did not reply at all. Big Lord Demon was very pitiful.

"Lord Demon God, we Demons are being bullied and insulted. We don't dare to go out and cause havoc anymore!"

The Big Lord Demon sounded tragic. He said with anger, "The Heavenly Palace and Buddhism have been rebuilt. Styx Laozu also borrowed our God Killing Spear and doesn't want to return it. These people don't respect us anymore. Please, wake up, Lord Demon God. Make the Demons great again!"

The Big Lord Demon kept sighing. He felt wronged.

He did not expect the glorious and reckless Demons would become so pitiful in such a short amount of time. Their Lord Demon died out of nowhere and their Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, the God Killing Spear, was gone.

Suddenly, a Demon rushed in and exclaimed, "Big Lord Demon, Styx Laozu's here!"

"He dares come here?!"

The Big Lord Demon did not look happy. He stood up and ran towards the main hall.

Soon, he arrived at the main hall. Styx Laozu was casually sitting on a chair. He immediately scoffed and asked, "Styx Laozu, are you here to return the Demons' God Killing Spear?"

Styx Laozu was a Quasi-Saint but the Big Lord Demon represented the entirety of the Demons. He also worked for the Demon God. So, Styx Laozu was naturally respectful towards him.

"That's right." Styx Laozu nodded and swiped with his hand. A jet-black spear appeared. He placed it on the table. Then, he said, "But… I hope you can tell me something."

The Big Lord Demon frowned. He asked, "What do you want to know?"

"After Buddhism was wiped out, where are the bodies of the two Saints, Zhun Ti and Jie Yin?"