In the Star Palace of the Heavenly Realm, the Divine Lord Lu Yaoheng pinched Jiang Shiheng's chin: "Witch, are you approaching my clan just to lift the curse?" She handed over a bowl of 'Wushan Blood Sacrifice Soup': "Drink it, and you will know." The Divine Lord drank it and instantly saw the tragic scene of the witch clan being slaughtered thousands of years ago - that was the blood debt owed by the heaven. Awakening of the cooking system: Each time you unlock a dish, you can temporarily tear apart the racial barrier. The Demon Lord ate the 'Star Drunk' and cried and said he missed his mother; the Heavenly Emperor tasted the 'Mortal Fireworks' and wanted to go down to earth to farm overnight; and the Divine Lord Lu Yaoheng cut off his own immortal bones with his own hands after tasting her 'Witch Clan Tears'. But the system pops up a scarlet warning: within thirty days, if the god cannot truly fall in love with the host, the curse of falling stars will swallow up the three realms. Jiang Shiheng looked at the demonized god and took out the last bowl of food - "Eat it, and you will become a demon completely. Or, kill me."
