As an Enemy, You Are Inferior. As an Ingredient, You Pass.

The black-cloaked person revealed his face, completely exposing his youthful appearance. 

However, that face was covered with evil-looking marks. Just looking at it made one feel a chill, freezing them on their spot. 

Those marks were blood-colored. They slithered up from below the neck and covered his whole face, making him look like a demon.

The youth's hair was white, and there was a strange scarlet-red gleam in his eyes, as though he was a demon who walked out of the deep abyss. 

All in all, he looked really horrifying! 

When Xue Yao and the rest met Liu Mobai's eyes, they felt that their bodies were shackled by ice-cold chains. Their figures stiffened as they trembled ceaselessly.

The blood-colored magic array surrounded them, making them unable to run away.

"Chef's Challenge? Just you against the three of us?"

Meng Kun gritted his teeth, light shining in his eyes.