In past battles, Shakya possessed the ability to disregard the gap between himself and his opponents, thanks to the power of the world within the Palm Buddha Country, along with his Asura form, divine eyes, and Samsara Dharma Seal.
But now, the gap between Shakya and Zhang Wei was simply too vast!
"National Chef!"
Golden light flashed!
A set of Chinese chef's attire appeared on Zhang Wei's body!
Correspondingly, his strength grew exponentially!
"Art of Wind and Thunder!"
"Full Release!"
When he broke through the Purple Gold Red Gourd, the electric light of the Imperial Thunder Art could already be used by Zhang Wei as an extension of his touch!
And the wind...
Hidden within the echo of the wind was the enemy's position!
"Seven Knives!"
Slashing knife, cutting knife, cleaving knife, carving knife, filleting knife, boning knife, paring knife...
These corresponded to the processing and preparation of various ingredients.
As long as he had the Seven Knives in hand, he could handle any ingredient in the world!
Seven chef's knives danced before Zhang Wei, and for every inch they moved, the Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel shattered by an inch.
Even if Shakya burned his life as a price, he could not withstand such immense energy!
As the Seven Knives danced, Zhang Wei regained his mobility.
Zhang Wei said, "You fear me."
Shakya's expression sank.
Zhang Wei continued, "To make me panic and unable to effectively counterattack, you first deprived me of my most important sense: sight. You thought that once I lost my vision, I would become a lamb to the slaughter, didn't you?"
"Unfortunately, while the former me might not have been able to cope, now... I have acquired too many 'new organs'."
Through the sensation of the lightning and the echo of the wind, Zhang Wei could face Shakya directly.
Under Zhang Wei's command, the Seven Knives treated the entire Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel as a dish to be prepared!
Blade energy flashed!
The Asura's eye... lost an eye!
Shakya screamed and fell from the sky.
Blood gushed continuously from one of his eyes!
A pure white energy flew out from Shakya's body and merged into Zhang Wei's form.
Sight!
It was restored!
Zhang Wei re-examined the shattered world. "Shakya, you have lost."
"Release me, and you can still be saved."
Shakya's breath was weak.
It was clear that he had pushed himself to the absolute limit by unleashing the Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel, and then being counter-damaged by Zhang Wei's counter-attack, he could barely maintain his Asura form.
Zhang Wei said, "No matter how hard you try, you cannot harm me. I will spare your life, if you release the people imprisoned within the Palm Buddha Country, how about it?"
Shakya painfully stood up and said, "After I die, the Palm Buddha Country will naturally collapse! You will all be free then."
"Why say that, isn't it better to negotiate?"
"I won't negotiate any terms with you..."
Zhang Wei raised his fist. "Then I'm afraid I have to apologize, but you should return my sense of taste and smell first!"
Void Star Scar!
Shakya's eyes widened.
A Buddha face reappeared on his face, but this time, the Buddha face was pure white, devoid of any Buddhist nature.
A Food Demon!
A white Food Demon!
The moment the Food Demon appeared, Shakya's body withered, and all his strength was drained, leaving nothing behind!
The white Buddha opened its mouth, and the Void Star Scar vanished without a trace.
Very dangerous!
Zhang Wei rapidly retreated!
Shakya waved his hand, and an abyss appeared. "You want your sense of taste and smell?"
"Then go to the Endless Purgatory to find them slowly!"
Saying that.
Shakya leaped forward and vanished without a trace.
Then the entire world began to collapse!
The illusion and falsehood began to disintegrate.
"Singer, what's the situation now!"
A faint voice could be heard. "The false world is collapsing, we should be able to leave soon."
"I'm asking about Shakya..."
"I can't sense Shakya's aura at all, but there's a strong killing intent in front of you... Shakya must have communicated with the world of the dead and banished himself there."
Communicated with the world of the dead?
Banished himself?
What an interesting way to commit suicide!
But... what about my sense of smell and taste?
Zhang Wei was a little flustered.
He was a chef, after all!
Losing his sense of smell and taste was no different from a master musician losing his hearing!
However, Beethoven was also deaf in his later years...
Before Zhang Wei could ponder further, a ray of sunlight shone into this world...
It was the sky above Yun Guo!
They were out!
The Vampire, the Missionary, the Magician, Zhang Wei, and the Singer...
The five of them leaped out from the lotus simultaneously!
Seeing this, the people of Yun Guo understood that Shakya... had failed!
The person who could not be stopped even within the Palm Buddha Country had no hope here.
"Retreat!"
Zhang Wei did not intend to inflict unnecessary casualties.
However, after the battle had reached this point, he could not simply let these people leave.
"Art of Wind Control, Suppression!"
With Zhang Wei's gesture, the surrounding air instantly became stagnant and heavy as a thousand jun!
Some Blade Masters with low proficiency sprayed blood on the spot, while those with higher strength felt as if they were sinking into quicksand, unable to move their legs!
"He actually suppressed over a hundred Blade Masters single-handedly!"
"With such a wide coverage, spanning hundreds of thousands of square meters, just how powerful is this strength!"
"After fighting Shakya and several commanders, he still has so much power remaining?"
Zhang Wei said, "Capture these Blade Masters!"
The armies of Bei Di and Yun Guo were already in a standoff, and Zhang Wei's appearance completely reversed the situation.
The soldiers of Bei Di cheered continuously!
Victory!
Zhang Wei looked around in confusion. "Strange, how long have you been fighting?"
"Reporting to the Great Chef, it's been 12 hours."
"Twelve hours..."
He had spent considerable time researching the Formless, and it seemed the concept of time within the Palm Buddha Country was also bizarre.
Zhang Wei continued to ask, "The numbers are also wrong, and the bodies are wrong. Where are both armies?"
Someone replied awkwardly, "They were disbanded."
"What?"
"Three hours ago, a miraculously wonderful food aroma swept across the battlefield. All soldiers below level 25 felt the preciousness and beauty of life... and collectively decided to give up."
"At least ninety percent of the troops disbanded on the spot, shed their armor, and returned home."
A miraculous food aroma?
Shedding armor?
It was truly fantastical.
Zhang Wei felt that he had experienced too many fantastical things today, and he was no longer surprised by such an event.
Zhang Wei did not know that the food aroma that spread across the battlefield was his own Formless!
"Is the war over..."
The armies had shed their armor, and half of the Blade Masters were captured; the war seemed to be over.
"What about the casualties?"
"Still being tallied."
Zhang Wei sighed. "I've grown tired of this battle; let it end quickly."
Perhaps it was the effect of the Formless.
Zhang Wei felt an discomfort from the bottom of his heart towards this kind of battle where lives were so easily disregarded.
A person walked up to Zhang Wei.
"The war is not over yet."
"There is one last battle."
Zhang Wei looked up. This person was the ninth on the Black List, the King of Knights, who had been commanding the army from behind and had not participated in the fight!
The King of Knights said, "If the ruler of Yun Guo is not dealt with, this war will never end."