Completely fainted.

In the deathly silence, only the faces of the other six Chef Demons gradually turned somber, their expressions twitching, faces ashen.

And on the plate, that pig's head was still intact.

Not only did it not lose its aroma as the temperature faded, but it also became increasingly enticing under the offering of the sacrifices, exuding an indescribable and wondrous sheen of oil.

Tempting the next sacrificial victim to take the stage.

Yet no one stepped forward anymore, no matter how patiently they waited, no one spoke again.

"What's wrong? What's wrong, everyone?

Guo ShouQue chuckled softly, inspecting those complex faces one by one: "Backing out just like that? Already feeling scared? Only one person has failed so far, right?"

Someone couldn't contain their anger and unease, growling softly, "This kind of thing... can it really be considered cuisine!"

"Why not? Isn't a pig meant to be eaten? It just demands more from the guest, that's all. Otherwise, why would it be called a Small Sacrifice?"

"This is a feast for the Lords!"

Guo ShouQue grinned, revealing jagged, sharp teeth, much like a monster displaying its weapon, sneering, "You all should be able to feel it, right? This weight of the country... no matter how greedy one is, even those treacherous enough to become vengeful spirits after death will feel satiated before this Small Sacrifice!

But without astonishing courage, the ability to swallow the Four Seas, without the ambition and tactics of a ruler of a city or kingdom, one cannot deserve such an honor!"

"If you don't have that courage, then stop talking about the position in the Li Jian family. Virtue unfit for the position will surely bring disaster. Hollow incompetent people, despicable petty men who scheme for petty gains, fools who cannot see their own weight deserve to be devoured! No matter how pitiful or pathetic their downfall, it's just reaping what they sowed!"

"Come on, let me see your vision, let me see your courage!"

Amidst the savage laughter, Guo ShouQue slowly spread his arms.

A massive shadow loomed over the entire arena, countless teeth hidden in the darkness slowly revealed themselves from the deepest part of the Soul, dripping thick saliva, carrying unspeakable malice and hunger.

From the peak, looking down, mocking and questioning:

"Today, can you let me feast to my heart's content?"

Huai Shi lowered his eyes. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Let's go, Zhenxi."

Huai Shi slowly stood up and told her, "No need to watch any longer."

That old ghost was here to torture people from the start!

This sort of dish capable of satisfying ghosts and deities, bringing it here is simply cross-dimensional attack! No matter how skilled, you can't beat a foreign gun; no matter how many opponents there are, of what use are they against a two-dimensional foil?

Unless someone was born connected to the fortune of the National Dynasty, a Royal Relative, someone with inherited Divine Nature blood, who could rise from nothing to a position among the Lords within a hundred generations, it would be impossible to get that thing into their mouth.

What the Small Sacrifice represents after thousands of years is this terrifying weight of the country. Not to mention what else might be hidden inside the dish.

He stood in an unassailable position from the start.

Yet he employed every underhanded tactic to mess with his opponents' mindset... It's just like desecrating the dead after a massacre.

Too powerful, yet despicably ruthless.

No exploitable weaknesses at all.

Practically... impeccable.

"Not going to have a taste, Miss Huaizhi?"

As if detecting the departing figure behind, Guo ShouQue asked without turning back, "In this old man's humble opinion, besides you, there aren't many here who could enjoy this Small Sacrifice."

"Maybe another time."

Huai Shi replied indifferently.

The Soloist could devour it, the Prince of Paradise could devour it.

Whether as a Disastrous Musician or in the status of Owner of the Great Mob, he had enough standing and capital to enjoy such treatment.

But now was not the time.

He had no confidence in winning.

"By the way, there's another good news to announce."

Before leaving, he suddenly heard Guo ShouQue's raised voice.

The old man joyfully turned around, grinning, smiling towards the audience outside the ring: "Tomorrow, the challenge will continue. I'll randomly select half of the remaining Chef Demons as opponents... The old man doesn't mind a carousel fight, so everyone please be prepared."

"By the way, if Miss Huaizhi wants to come, you're welcome anytime, anywhere."

The monster in the shadows cackled, "Setting aside other unrelated matters, I think you are the only one who could bring me a surprise. Please perform well then."

Huai Shi's steps paused for a moment, turning back to look.

Looking into those eyes filled with darkness and Hell, he told him, "I will."

As Huai Shi left, the competition continued.

No, it should be said, the one-sided massacre has just begun!

Yet outside the arena in the audience seats, Chef Demons kept standing up, turning around to leave... not looking back, their steps hurried, as if fleeing.

Among those leaving now, more than half had already decided to quit.

They had been completely shattered in spirit by such a brutal scene.

In the deathly silence, there was only the hoarse laughter.

The monster from Tai Qing Heavy Industries, with its own power, etched the terrifying shadow into everyone's hearts, using this unmatched prowess to crush all confidence.