577 If You Can't Satisfy Me, Then Die!

In the soul sea of the Supreme Blade Tyrant…

Wasn't it supposed to be formidable?

However, looking at the scene in front of them, a strange expression appeared on Bu Fang's face after a brief moment.

The sea was vast. However, wasn't this just a larger version of a kitchen? Bu Fang became speechless.

The air was covered in a greasy smell; Bu Fang closed his eyes and was sure of where he was.

In the distance, stoves were arranged near one another. A few of the stoves were already in use as the frizzling sound of a pan could be heard. Occasionally, fire rose to the sky and the smoke carried a greasy smell as it covered the air.

Many of the strong contestants were stunned by the sight. Their expressions were dull. This was somewhat different from what they had imagined...

Shouldn't the soul sea of the Supreme Blade Tyrant be frightening and menacing?

However, it was obviously a kitchen which was in front of them.