Chapter 2552 What are you eating?

"Senior Zhao, you must be joking. I'm only at the Immortal Venerable Realm. Do you think I'm the kind of person who can withstand a demon god?"

When Elder Zhao suddenly called out to him, the first reaction of this cultivator from the Witch God Palace was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

Facing a demon god, with my current strength, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to stop him from taking a single finger.

Seeing the man shaking his head like a rattle drum, Old Zhao's face darkened.

What the hell are you thinking? You think I'd let you block the demon god? I'm not crazy, I know you can't.

"I asked you to bring me a bowl of food."

Ok? ? ?

Old Zhao's idea was simple: since he couldn't get away, he would have someone bring the food over so he could eat and drink as he pleased, at least he could taste it.

Otherwise, the thought that everyone else can eat while I don't makes me feel restless and itchy, like I'm being scratched by a cat.

Upon hearing this, the cultivator from the Witch God Palace secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn't asked to block that demon god, he really couldn't do it.

He nodded in agreement, then dragged his broken leg towards the kitchen without looking back.

The demon god frowned slightly upon seeing this.

These human cultivators have the ability to regenerate severed limbs, right? It's not a particularly profound method, so why doesn't this person use it?

Having fought against humans many times, this demon god naturally had an understanding of the methods of human cultivators.

I've seen plenty of cases of limb regeneration, it's nothing new to me, but why doesn't this person use it?

Puzzled, the demon focused its attention on this aspect and soon discovered that there were many more human cultivators on the battlefield who had not used the method of limb regeneration.

He could have regenerated his severed limbs instantly without affecting his combat effectiveness.

But none of these human cultivators were used.

Even with one leg and one hand, they had to grit their teeth and persevere.

This demon god even saw a human cultivator who had been beaten into a human pig, yet was still stubbornly holding on.

What's the point of this? Is it really necessary?

He was even more puzzled. He had said long ago that something was wrong with this group of human cultivators, and now, as he looked at them, they seemed increasingly suspicious. Something was definitely not right.

Weird.

Just as the demon god was still trying to figure out about the regeneration of severed limbs, the cultivator from the Witch God Palace who had left earlier returned after finishing his meal.

He was also holding a large bowl in his hands, which was undoubtedly the food he had brought for Old Zhao.

They dared not approach the battlefield rashly, after all, the difference in strength was too great, and they could not withstand even a single attack from that demon god.

If Old Zhao is careless, he might be killed by that demon god at will, so he has to be careful.

Even from a distance, the cultivator from the Witch God Palace called out.

"Senior Zhao, please have some food."

As he spoke, he threw the large bowl in his hand high into the air, aiming it directly at where Old Zhao was.

Looking at the food, Old Zhao was delighted, but the next second he cursed.

"Why didn't you move it closer? Why put it so far away?"

This is food! What if it spills?

Upon hearing this, the cultivator from the Witch God Palace looked aggrieved.

"Senior Zhao, I'm afraid of dying. How can I dare to get close to you guys who are fighting?"

He was just a minor Immortal Venerable cultivator, not even reaching the Ancient Immortal Realm. How could he be qualified to participate in a battle at the level of Elder Zhao and the Demon God?

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao seemed to agree, and without saying anything more, he focused on getting his meal.

But the demon on the other side, seeing this, although he didn't know what the big bowl was, seemed to think it was very important to Old Zhao.

Since it's so important, it must be a magic weapon, and it must be destroyed.

That's how conventional thinking works. The demon god rushed towards the large bowl along with Old Zhao.

Seeing this, Old Man Zhao was completely stunned.

He cursed inwardly, "Are you crazy? You even trying to steal food? Besides, this food is made with ingredients from your extraterrestrial demons. Do you even know what you're eating before you try to steal it?"

What are you robbing?

"I want you to manage."

Upon hearing this, the demon god replied coldly, which made Old Zhao so angry that his teeth itched.

Having finally gotten this bowl of food, Old Zhao was naturally not going to let it be taken away; he insisted on having a hot meal.

Therefore, faced with the struggle for this demon god, Old Zhao also became ruthless and immediately used his secret technique.

His aura instantly surged, and the demon god was taken aback when he noticed Zhao Lao's unusual behavior.

Even the secret techniques have been activated? This treasure seems extraordinary. In that case, we can't let you have your way.

Burning essence and blood.

The method by which this extraterrestrial demon burns its essence blood is actually the same as the secret techniques of the human race. Both are methods to forcibly increase strength in a short period of time, but they have side effects.

Seeing that this demon god was also burning its life essence like itself, Old Man Zhao was dumbfounded.

That's insane! He activated his secret technique because he was fighting for food, and once he ate, the side effects of the technique naturally disappeared.

What the hell are you doing following along? Do you even understand what you're eating?

Moreover, it's uncertain whether this food will even be effective against the burning essence of extraterrestrial demons, yet you're already going to...?

However, facing this ferocious demon, Old Zhao was determined to fight back; he couldn't let it get its hands on this meal.

Both sides gave it their all, neither letting up in the slightest, both determined to get their hands on the big bowl.

A simple bowl of food suddenly became the target of contention between the two strongest people on the battlefield.

Fortunately, the large bowl was closer to Old Zhao, and with a bit of luck, Old Zhao finally managed to snatch the bowl of rice.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while on the other side, the demon god frowned as he watched the large bowl fall into Old Zhao's hands, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It was just a hair's breadth away, but the magic weapon still ended up in his hands.

Since we've failed, we need to be careful how we deal with this magic weapon.

The magical treasure that Elder Zhao was willing to use a secret technique to seize could not possibly be an ordinary item; it might even be a treasure capable of changing the course of the battle.

If it were an ordinary magic weapon, the opponent wouldn't be fighting so desperately.

For a moment, the demon god was filled with apprehension. After all, the magic weapon hadn't been stolen; it had actually been obtained by Elder Zhao. He just didn't know what the magic weapon's effects were.

It's shaped like a large bowl; could it be some kind of binding magic weapon?

Regardless, we must be careful.

As the demon god thought this, its gaze unconsciously drifted towards Old Zhao's arms, but upon seeing this, it was immediately stunned.

The large bowl that Old Zhao had risked his life to snatch was now being held tenderly in his arms.

That's not a problem. After all, if it weren't extremely precious, Old Zhao wouldn't have risked his life like this.

But right now, under the watchful eye of this demon god, Old Zhao carefully scooped a spoonful of rice from the large bowl and then ate it with satisfaction.

Ok? ? ?

Isn't this some kind of priceless treasure? Why are they eating it? What kind of magical artifact is this?

For a moment, the demon god roared almost subconsciously.

"What are you eating? What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Something's not right. This magical artifact looks like a bowl of food. Impossible, absolutely impossible.