A dog paw moved across the sky. Di Ting’s paw was completely different from Lord Dog’s. Materialized of his divine sense, it emanated a terrible aura and possessed mighty power. The average man could not even dare to resist it.

Bu Fang’s divine will Phantom Spirit hovered behind him. Its eyes were opened, gleaming brightly. There seemed to be light beams shooting out of its eyeballs, projecting at the approaching dog paw. He was fighting divine sense with divine will. Was the difference between realms impossible to overcome, as many had claimed?

All Demigods had cultivated divine sense, which was the highest level of mental force. As for the levels beyond that, the System did not mention anything. Divine sense was divided into different tiers as well, but Bu Fang did not trouble himself to learn about it, for he had not reached that level yet.

Buzz…

Two streams of gas, one black and one white, emerged under the golden Phantom Spirit. They were two Taoties, and they wheeled in midair, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, chasing at each other. From Taotie Souls, they had transformed into Yin and Yang energy. As they wheeled, streams of invisible energy poured into Bu Fang’s Phantom Spirit, turning it more solid and making it glow brilliantly like a golden man.

The next moment, the Phantom Spirit raised both hands over its shoulders, with the palms facing the sky.

Rumble!

Di Ting’s paw, which was also his divine sense, came down with a rumble that shook the soul of those who heard it. It was actually an offensive technique that could attack one’s soul!

The wind was howling, blowing at Di Ting’s dog fur jumpsuit as he hovered in midair. Suddenly, he focused his eyes and looked into the distance. He had thought that his paw was enough to shatter Bu Fang’s divine will and kill this fellow. To his surprise, however, the little chef’s divine will had blocked his divine sense.

“How’s that possible…” Di Ting murmured under his breath as a look of disbelief emerged in his eyes.

In the distance, Bu Fang’s Phantom Spirit raised both hands over its shoulders and stopped the paw. Although Bu Fang’s divine will was on the verge of collapsing, he still managed to block the attack.

Divine will should have been crushed by divine sense. They had a huge gap between them, just like the difference between a God and a mortal! Why was Bu Fang able to overcome this?! Even that man could not have done this!

The shock in Di Ting’s eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious look, while the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward and revealed a lovely dimple.

“Interesting…” As his voice rang out, his divine sense gathered once again. The next moment, a white dog with short legs appeared behind him, barking at Bu Fang, while another paw emerged in the sky. A rumbling sound rang out, accompanied by an invisible force that cracked the void.

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and remained where he was. His face had grown much solemn as well. The golden Phantom Spirit behind him glowed even brighter now, looking like the sun, and it raised its hands once again to block the paw the second time.

Under the Yin and Yang energy’s steady nourishment, Bu Fang’s divine will was stronger than many had imagined. But he could not go on like this. Although his divine will could stop Di Ting’s divine sense, the consumption was too huge. He had to change the situation.

He glanced at Di Ting, then grabbed the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and flung it toward the little boy. The Yin and Yang energy swirled inside the wok, adding more weight to the already heavy wok. As it flew, the air screamed and collapsed, while the void split, causing turbulence to pour out.

Rumble!

Di Ting raised his chubby palm and threw it at the wok. The moment they collided, however, his face changed. It was then that he realized why Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was almost crushed. The weight of the wok was beyond his imagination. Although he was already a Demigod, he still felt it was heavy. As he looked at the pair of Yin-and-Yang fishes spinning in the wok, the look in his eyes grew more serious.

With a thud, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was knocked flying back at Bu Fang. He leaped into the air and grabbed it, while the Phantom Spirit behind him faded away. Then, he stepped up toward the battlefield of the stars.

Yellow Spring City was no place for a battle. Once the two of them fought with all their might, the whole city would be destroyed in the blink of an eye. So he brought the battle to the battlefield of the stars.

A fire was burning in Bu Fang’s heart now. He needed a battle to vent it out, one that he could fight with all his might. After breaking through to the Great Saint Realm in a flash, he felt as if something was clogging up his chest.

In the battlefield, stars were blinking and meteorites were flying, while turbulence could be seen everywhere. Bu Fang came up the starry sky, taking one step at a time. Down below, the clouds exploded as Di Ting floated up with his hands clasped behind his back. The clouds churned around him. The terrible power of divine sense surged and seemed to have sealed off the whole starry sky.

“You are bold… I can’t believe you want to fight me…” Di Ting said.

Bu Fang was a Nine-revolution Great Saint, and he had even reached the Perfected level. The rate at which his cultivation base improved was simply heaven-defying. However, no matter how heaven-defying he was, he was just a Great Saint. How could a Great Saint fight a Demigod? Just the crushing pressure of the divine sense alone was enough to fill his heart with despair.

The two of them hovered in the starry sky, facing each other. Di Ting was not in a hurry. It was not that easy to become a God, and it would take Earth Prison Dog a long time to do that. He could easily ruin everything for Earth Prison Dog as soon as he was done with Bu Fang. Therefore, his priority now was the little chef in front of him.

“Are you trying to challenge a God?” Di Ting said with a smile.

Bu Fang looked at him and took a deep breath. The next moment, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok disappeared, replaced by the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife. A sonorous dragon roar rang through the skies as a five-claw golden dragon wheeled behind him.

He held the knife horizontally and pointed it at Di Ting. Divine will burst out of him, causing his aura to climb rapidly and break through the shackle. Then, his Phantom Spirit appeared, hovering over him with a kitchen knife in hand as well, which was also pointed at Di Ting.

“A slash… Cutting Immortal Style!”

Bu Fang’s voice exploded like thunder in the starry sky. Countless knives emerged, flew across the sky, and gathered to form one knife. Then, the knife slashed down, ripping the void and causing turbulence to spill.

Bu Fang’s strength was on full display at this moment. After so long, he finally stood at the peak of the Netherworld!

The knife was a combination of thousands of knives, which made it somewhat similar to Sword Demon Patriarch’s famous sword technique, Ten Thousand Swords.

Rumble!

The huge knife fell. It looked slow, but in fact, it was incredibly fast. In just a flash, it had approached its target.

A hint of a smile came over Di Ting’s face as he looked at the knife. It was wishful thinking when a Great Saint wanted to slay a God. Even though he was only a Demigod, he was not someone who Bu Fang could blaspheme!

“I’ll let you feel the real power of a God!”

Di Ting’s voice echoed through the starry sky like a loud bell. The next moment, the void around him began to crumble. A light beam came down and enveloped him, while an aura that seemed to come from the Chaos fell and spread in all directions.

Even then, the knife came. Di Ting, hovering in midair and shrouded in light, raised his chubby hand and flicked the knife with a finger. The knife trembled, then a crisp clanging sound rang out as it broke and shattered into pieces.

Shockingly, Di Ting’s chubby palm was surrounded by mysterious runes. Each of them looked extremely profound, and they seemed capable of attracting the souls of those who looked at them.

“Gods are called Gods because we have grasped the Laws. In the face of the Power of the Laws, you are like a speck of dust.” Di Ting raised his palm, over which the runes swirled. “I’m not as good as Earth Prison Dog. He has comprehended the strongest Law of the Universe, which is stronger than mine, but the Law I’m comprehending is not weak either. Among the three thousand Laws, my Law is… Light.”

When he had finished saying that, he threw a palm at Bu Fang. It was an extremely heavy blow with the Power of the Laws surging around it.

“The Law of Light?” Bu Fang was slightly taken aback.

“Light illuminates the earth and shines over the world… Those who defy light will die!” Di Ting said, his eyes black.

Rumble!

The terrifying palm blotted out the sky as it came down toward Bu Fang. His mind trembled, and he wanted to move to the side to avoid the palm. However, he was shocked to find that everything in the starry sky had been locked. He wanted to dodge, but he could not do it. He had no choice but to resist the blow head-on.

Di Ting was a Demigod after all, and his Power of the Law was a power one level higher than that of the Great Path. Even Bu Fang was somewhat helpless when facing it.

As the palm of light fell, everything it touched crumbled and vanished as if they had melted into the light. Di Ting watched with an indifferent expression. “Die,” he murmured. The moment his voice rang out, the palm enveloped Bu Fang.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion erupted as powerful blasts ravaged the battlefield of the stars. Even Earth Prison was shaking from the explosion as if it were about to be destroyed. It was a terrible feeling. Countless people looked up at the sky, trying hard to look through the clouds and witness the battle in the starry sky.

In the starry sky, there was a light ball that glowed dazzlingly like the sun. Di Ting hovered in front of it with his clothes flapping noisily.

“It’s over,” he said indifferently, looking at the light ball with the Power of the Law surging inside. No matter how heaven-defying Bu Fang was, with his Great Saint cultivation base, he could not escape from the light ball that was formed by the Power of the Law.

It was a gap between their levels that could not be overcome. The Power of the Laws was not just one bit stronger than that of the Great Path. Although his Law of Light was not the strongest Law of the Universe, it was not something that Bu Fang could resist. That was also the reason why Demigods were always stronger than Great Saints. Even when Bu Fang was that man’s inheritor, the outcome would be the same.

Di Ting exhaled softly, clasped his hands behind his back, and revealed his lovely dimple. Then, he turned and drifted slowly toward Earth Prison. The battle ended too quickly and made him feel somewhat bored. After reaching the Demigod Realm, he felt lonely, for he could hardly find an opponent who could match his strength.

‘Perhaps only Earth Prison Dog can give me a good fight…’ he thought to himself. ‘But soon, he will disappear too. The Great Netherworld only needs one God, and that will be me. I am the real God of the Great Netherworld!’

BOOM!

A loud noise suddenly rang out as the light ball exploded, and terrible blasts swept out from within.

Di Ting, who had already turned around to leave, froze in an instant. Slowly, he turned and looked over his shoulder, then saw the light ball was breaking and crumbling as a figure slowly emerged from inside.

Bu Fang’s Vermilion Robe had turned fiery scarlet, and the flaming wings on his back had spread. Four arrays could be seen floating around him. He was holding a dried pot in one hand, in which broth was boiling, filling the air with a popping sound. The light ball was crumbling around him.

He looked at Di Ting with a straight face, and as the latter stared at him in surprise, he unleashed his divine will. Suddenly, the Yin and Yang energy took the four arrays and rushed into the Perishing Pot. The four Gourmet Arrays—Enhance, Explode, Imprison, and Time—completely fused! Then, the illusory form of the Heaven and Earth Farmland emerged over his head, while a terrible Will of the Great Path descended on him!

“The Will of the Great Path cannot fight the Law?” Bu Fang raised his eyes slightly and looked at Di Ting. The corners of his mouth curved slightly upward as he said, “Would you like to try it?”

As soon as he said that, he threw out the Perishing Pot with four Gourmet Arrays in it, which turned into a beam of light and sped toward Di Ting!