Lub-dub! Lub-dub!
The deafening beating of the heart filled the void.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
The golden heart was incredibly huge, and it looked as if it was suspended in the sky. The white jade stairway kept stretching upward until it reached just below it.
"This is the only way to inherit the Divine Chef's legacy... the Stairway of Culinary Arts." Ying Ya recognized the white jade stairway as he squinted at it.
This was a simple world. Although it looked vast and open, it was filled with a foggy white mist. The only thing that existed in this world was the white jade stairway in the center and the beating heart on top of it.
The golden heart steadily pumped out powerful energy and pressure. It was the pressure of the Great Saint, the pressure of the Divine Chef. Even the two Judges dared not act recklessly here.
A Great Saint might not be a Divine Chef, but a Divine Chef must be a Great Saint.
