The divine will was divided into three stages, and the power of each stage was different.

Bu Fang’s divine will was now in its first stage. It covered a range of thousands of miles and could detect every person’s emotions, heartbeats, and other subtle things within that range.

But that was only the first stage.

In the second stage, the range of the divine will would reach tens of thousands of miles, and it would have the ability to attack and kill if, of course, the opponent’s mental force was far weaker.

As for the third stage, it was like Tian Cang’s divine will. Its range extended further to hundreds of thousands of miles around, and it could enhance one’s pressure and stir up storms.

The divine will in each stage was different and had different effects. However, it was very difficult and slow to improve for ordinary people. After all, cultivating the divine will was actually cultivating the soul. Unless you had great talent, like Tian Cang, the cultivation of the divine will was usually extremely slow.

Beyond the divine will was the divine sense. Of course, the divine sense was also graded. There was a clear hierarchy of divine sense in the mental force cultivation technique given by the System, but Bu Fang still could not read it. In any case, he knew that the power of the divine sense far exceeded that of the divine will, and its range was millions of miles around.

The range was not the focus, however. The most important thing was that the power of the divine sense could move mountains, fill the sea, and summon winds and rains. It could even swap the sun with the moon. That was considered the real power of a God.

All the creatures in the farmland became quiet at this moment, and they looked up at the sky, where Bu Fang’s divine will Phantom Spirit emerged.

In the Netherworld, only Great Saints could truly condense the divine will, and they must all be powerful Great Saints. Bu Fang’s divine will was very strong, far beyond his current realm. Although he was only a Nine-revolution Little Saint, with his divine will, he could even fight Great Saints. That was where his confidence came from.

After using the two divine power liquid drops, his mental force had been significantly improved. After all, it was a very mysterious thing, and it also made Bu Fang feel a realm that he had never felt before. This early understanding of a higher realm was conducive to the improvement of his cultivation base.

The Nine Revolution Great Path Tea Tree was swaying gently. The tree itself was no weaker than the Immortal Tree, and it contained a mystery that could help improve a person’s mental force. The leaves fell from it, swirled in the air, and then fell to the ground, producing ripples that spread in all directions, while those remaining on the tree made a faint rustling sound that shook the sky and the earth.

Even then, the divine will Phantom Spirit opened its eyes and chanted a divine tune, attracting the energy between heaven and earth to wheel around it.

The Immortal Tree was also swaying, its leaves rustling, while the Senseless Lotus growing on its crown was glowing faintly.

Bu Fang’s divine will was growing stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was dazzling light in them. The cultivation of his divine will was not controlled by the System. It was the only thing he needed to cultivate himself. In the cultivation of his body, the System had greater control.

After closing his eyes and resting for a long time, Bu Fang breathed a long sigh of relief and stood up. The Phantom Spirit floated above his head, constantly emitting powerful fluctuations that tore the void apart.

He touched his chin. At this moment, the whirlpools in his spirit sea began to rotate at the same time. Then, he walked around the farmland, collecting all kinds of ingredients.

In front of the wooden hut, Niu Hansan, resting in a rocking chair, suddenly widened his eyes, and his face became somewhat puzzled.

“Owner Bu’s state… Isn’t he breaking through? Why did he start cooking when he’s in a breakthrough state? Can he be so capricious in breaking through?”

Niu Hansan did not know whether to laugh or cry. He sensed that Bu Fang was still breaking through, which had stirred up quite a commotion in the farmland, and yet, he began to collect ingredients.

“What is he going to cook…” The thought that Bu Fang must be collecting ingredients to cook something delicious tempted him. Niu Hansan could ignore Bu Fang’s breakthrough, but when Bu Fang wanted to cook something, he couldn’t sit idly by and watch. He wanted to taste it too, so he followed behind him.

Bu Fang kept walking in the garden. His eyes were gleaming, and his aura was too strong for Niu Hansan to get too close.

What was Bu Fang going to cook? Niu Hansan didn’t know. He saw him collect a lot of ingredients, put them together, and turned them into a rotating ball in his hand, which was filled with chaotic droplets.

“What’s that?” Niu Hansan froze. He had no idea what kind of food Bu Fang was going to cook.

Bu Fang picked several Vermilion Fruits from the orchard, which seemed to be burning. He held them in one hand and, with the other hand, took out the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and cut them into square pieces.

Then, he took out the Black Turtle Constellation Wok with fire burning under it and the Spring of Life in it, put the spirit gelatin he had collected into the water, and let them boil.

The spirit gelatin was not an ordinary thing. They were lipid droplets Bu Fang extracted from the sap of the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea Tree. After they had been added and boiled, a strange essence began to surge in the water.

The fire he used was not an ordinary fire either, but one kindled by the broken branches of the Immortal Tree. When the fire was burning, the energy in it poured into the wok and penetrated the boiling concoction.

Bu Fang let the concoction boil. After a long time, he put out the fire and added the cut Vermilion Fruit into the wok. He then took three large blue-and-white porcelain bowls and filled them with the concoction.

After that, he released his divine will and drained the hot air around the bowls, causing the temperature around them to drop rapidly. As the temperature dropped, the concoction in the bowls began to congeal, and soon, it became a transparent dish.

Niu Hansan saw the whole process clearly, but he couldn’t make out what food Bu Fang was preparing. Meanwhile, Jing Yuan and the other apprentice chefs had also come to the farmland. Looking at Bu Fang cooking in midair, they were also confused. However, Jing Yuan had the basics of cooking ice cream, so she could see the similarities between the making of ice cream and this. Of course, there were still some differences.

Bu Fang’s face was expressionless. He grabbed the porcelain bowls, turned them upside down in midair, and then lifted them fiercely. What was revealed in everyone’s eyes was a transparent dish with the cut Vermilion Fruits floating in it, which jiggled and looked as tender as a young girl’s skin. It looked very springy as well. Bu Fang hit it with a burst of energy, causing it to jiggle.

This was a very attractive food, like a crystal catching people’s eyes.

Bu Fang spun the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and used it to cut the three bowl-shaped transparent food into small pieces.

With all that done, his cooking was completed. It was a very unique dish, which baffled Niu Hansan and the others.

“What is Owner Bu making…”

“It must be some kind of ice cream. It looks so delicious…” Jing Yuan licked her lips and couldn’t wait to try. She was always unable to restrain her inner desire for novelties such as ice cream.

Bu Fang landed under the tea tree, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes. Pieces of jelly were floating around him. Yes, these little pieces of transparent things were Vermilion-Fruit-flavored jelly, which he specially made to assist him in breaking through his divine will.

He had just thought about it. Compared with others, his advantage lay in his cooking skills. In that case, why didn’t he use cooking to strengthen his cultivation base?

Among all the dishes, he chose to make jelly. Of course, this jelly was different from the jelly of his previous life. It did not have any preservatives and was a pure, natural, and wholesome food. Moreover, he chose a variety of precious ingredients to make it, including the sap of the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea Tree, Vermilion Fruits, and the broken branches of the Immortal Tree. After mixing so many precious ingredients, the jelly was naturally extraordinary.

Bu Fang’s eyes were closed while the divine will Phantom Spirit was suspended in midair. As time went by, his divine will became more and more powerful and solid. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, reached out his hand, took a piece of jelly between his thumb and forefinger, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The springy texture of the jelly brightened his eyes instantly, and it’s cool, refreshing taste made his mind clear. When he bit into it, a sweet flavor filled his mouth, waking his spirit. His divine will became solid in an instant, and his vague divine will Phantom Spirit seemed to turn corporeal. With the help of the jelly, cultivating his divine will became easier.

The Phantom Spirit opened its mouth and let out a roar. Its deafening voice soared into the sky, shaking the hearts of those who heard it. At this moment, Bu Fang let his divine will completely break free from the shackles and enter a new realm.

The range of his divine will kept expanding, growing from thousands of miles to tens of thousands of miles. At the same time, the pressure from his divine will spread in all directions, frightening everyone and shaking their minds. Such an improvement was shocking.

Niu Hansan took a deep breath. The way he looked at Bu Fang now became more awed. As for the apprentice chefs, they looked at him with more respect and admiration! Bu Fang’s cultivation base had now reached a level they dared not imagine!

Bu Fang opened his eyes. The divine will Phantom Spirit had returned to his body, and his aura had become much more solid. He grabbed another jelly and put it in his mouth. The springy texture made his mind tremble slightly.

The energy in the jelly seemed to turn into threads and continuously nourish his body and spirit, keeping his mental force in a state of steady improvement.

…

Meanwhile, in the Di Ting Clan’s homeland, the experts from the nine clans were all gathered together. They sat below the high seat, looking up respectfully at the figure shrouded in a black fog. That was Di Ting, the strongest expert in Nether Prison.

No one dared to make a sound, not even Nine-revolution Great Saints. As a Demigod, Di Ting’s aura was so strong that it made their minds and bodies tremble.

“How are the preparations for elevating the Netherworld into a great world coming along?”

Di Ting’s voice was gentle enough to ease the tension in many people. However, the Great Saints of the nine clans did not dare to be rude to him. “Before my lord woke up,” said one of them, “we have conquered dozens of small worlds, including first-class small worlds such as the West Little Buddhism Realm and the Winged Man Valley. There is no one strong enough to resist the army of Nether Prison!”

“Get to the point…” Di Ting said lightly. He was too lazy to listen to them boast. He needed to know the exact situation.

The Great Saint cleared his throat, then continued, “Apart from Earth Prison, there is still an insignificant small world that we have not conquered, the Immortal Cooking Realm. Except these two, every other small world in the Netherworld has submitted to us.”

“So it’s just Earth Prison and Immortal Cooking Realm… My original plan is to unify all the small worlds before we began to elevate the Netherworld into a great world, condense the Great Path and attract the Power of the Laws… That may not work now,” Di Ting muttered.

Earth Prison had Earth Prison Dog, while the Immortal Cooking Realm had the Immortal Tree. Others may not know the root of the Immortal Tree, but not Di Ting. He knew more about the Immortal Cooking Realm’s secrets than anyone else. It seemed that he may have to choose to give up Earth Prison and the Immortal Cooking Realm.

Di Ting fell silent as if he were considering something. After a long pause, he let out a long breath.

“There’s not enough time… In that case, leave Earth Prison and Immortal Cooking Realm alone. Assemble the other small worlds and begin to transcend the Netherworld to a great world…”