Inside the cabin, everything seemed to be frozen and lit up by a pale blue light.
It was a simple cabin, no different from a mortal house. It was constructed of ordinary wood logs with an ordinary table, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks…
Apart from being dustless, there was nothing special about it.
Frowning, Bu Fang glanced at everything in the cabin. Soul God and the God of Cooking had disappeared. It was as if he was the only person left.
He paced around. The sound of footsteps echoed in the cabin. That gave Bu Fang pause because the footsteps were not just his, but others' as well.
Soul God?
Bu Fang frowned. He lowered his eyes and looked around. However, he still had not seen any sign of Soul God. It was as if they were in different dimensions after stepping into the cabin. He could hear Soul God's footsteps, and Soul God could also hear his footsteps.
