No Chef Demon can endure such humiliation.

From the day someone falls into Hell and becomes a Chef Demon, everyone who comes here has challenged the Ranch Owner with no chance of victory.

All chips on the table, pouring everything, risking it all.

Presenting their greatest masterpiece in life before Him.

Just to make this cruel God experience the existence of deliciousness, to make Him understand the essence of eating, to pursue the meaning of flavor. With this ultimate evil of human nature, they challenge the fallen God to a duel.

To completely shatter this hypocritical divinity!

And then, face a devastating defeat.

Without exception.

Yet the desire for victory and the dedication to the path of the Chef Demon continuously drive countless people to embark on this path of no return.

Even if a Chef Demon Competition was established, a committee formed, continuously nurturing new blood, and constantly accumulating strength, always attempting to climb that high peak and challenge the most brutal enemy in this world.

As long as the Ranch Owner’s divine crown exists for a day, this humiliation cannot be washed away.

As long as the Chef Demon exists for a day, this challenge will never end.

"Miss Huaizhi, such an enemy, such despair... one day you will understand, please continue to grow, continue to move forward!"

He wished with hope, paused for a moment, revealing a fierce smile: "—If you haven’t been completely defeated by me here!"

In that instant, the solemn and sacred sacrifice began.

The final Tai Lao was served on the table.

The offering and sacrifice that had reigned supreme in all Dongxia’s recipes for thousands of years, hailed as ’Prison Bull’, was placed before Huai Shi.

No brilliant golden light, no splendid flames.

But when it was placed before Huai Shi, he suddenly had the illusion that the world revolved around this power. Stars spiraled around this spot, and the axis of heaven and earth was right before him.

It was a boundary even the Soloist could not cross.

Unless one day he could become the master of the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy, otherwise, it was absolutely impossible to meddle in such a sacrificial ceremony.

Just looking at it made him feel drowned in endless radiant flames, glimpsing the end of himself burning to ashes, this was not a domain he could touch.

When Guo ShouQue finally gave it his all, a gigantic high peak rose from nowhere, making Huai Shi at the foot recognize the disparity between them.

This old guy, from start to finish... was just playing!

"I admit defeat."

That’s what he originally intended to say.

But when he opened his mouth, the sound he uttered became an unbelievably joyful voice: "いただきます!"

—Let’s eat!

Huai Shi froze in place, incredulous, but Huai Zhisu instead showed a joyous and enchanting smile, overcame Huai Shi’s control, raised her hand, and reached for the bull’s head...

Wait, why does my substitute have such a death wish? Even being infused with divine nature, this liveliness is excessive!

In an instant, Huai Shi found the only answer.

—Tong Ji, you’re plotting against me!!!!

When Huai Shi really placed his hand on the bullhorn, he felt as though he grasped the spinning axis of heaven and earth, his soul about to be flung out of his body.

So scared that he almost wanted to change his pants...

No longer caring about secrecy, he roared in the Book of Fate: [What the hell are you doing?!]

[Having a meal!]

The chibi Raven character jumped out from the page corner, with a speech bubble above its head, cartoonishly telling him: [How can one live without meals?]

[But not all meals can be eaten!] Huai Shi’s face turned pale with fright, [Others eat to live, you’re eating this just to seek death!]

[No worries, anyway it’s not me who’s dying.]

The black-hearted little Raven hopped cheerfully to the next page, even taking the time to throw a wink back at Huai Shi: [Don’t be afraid, it’ll hurt at first, then it’ll feel good...]

Damn it, you’re teasing such an innocent youth as me, and you still want to mess with the dirty!

Huai Shi shivered from anger and cold, feeling icy in his limbs on a hot day, tears streamed uncontrollably, how am I supposed to live as this tool guy before you’re satisfied, Hell is empty, Tong Ji is in the human world...

Unfortunately, there was no time left for him to proceed with any process.

That piece of beef, soaked in rich gravy and spices, had already been placed in Huai Shi’s mouth, melting with indescribable umami, chewing brought about supreme enjoyment.

But before he could savor such wonderful feelings, Huai Shi exploded.

In the literal sense, soul, explosion!

There is an explosion that is not radiation but contraction.

The whole world seemed to collapse in that instant, inwardly, all things roared towards Huai Shi, rushing into his soul. Heaven and Earth shrank in that moment, the landscapes flattened, lakes and seas dried, sun and moon dimmed, all existence was extinguished... all of it cruelly and violently crammed into Huai Shi’s soul.

Together with him, folded into a mass, transformed into an extremely tiny point.

Time, world, space, death, consciousness, life, and all insignificant things transformed into nothingness.

He seemed to possess everything, only to be abandoned by it the next second.

Amid endless expansion and contraction, he transformed into an indescribable chaos, he remained conscious for just a moment, when he looked blankly towards this void world, he saw a vast torrent sprouting from Hell, upwards, absorbing endless death, bearing the essence of life and miracles, transforming into all things of this world, after condensing again, extending towards the future.