The Prefect’s voice arrived before he did.
The Prefect, bold and skilled, had a rather arrogant demeanor when he’d asked his question.
It wasn’t surprising that the Prefect was arrogant. After all, the Underworld was similar to the Immortal Realm, just populated by different beings.
One was a realm for the living, the other a place for collecting souls.
The Prefect, being from the Divine Realm, was destined to return there, making him one of the most formidable individuals.
This was the reason for his arrogance.
He was, after all, at the late stage of the Divine Emperor realm, yet he was serving in the lower realms. His strength remained that of the Divine Realm, which was enough to make anyone proud.
The Underworld, in comparison to the Divine Realm, was considered the lower realm.
Xia Feng sensed the Prefect’s strength and a slight smile touched his lips. So, the Prefect was at the late stage of the Divine Emperor realm. No wonder he could manage the Underworld like a fortress, where no one dared to utter a word out of turn.
Xia Feng remained silent, waiting for the Prefect to personally arrive.
In the space of a single breath, the Prefect’s true form materialized. He hovered in mid-air, looking down at Xia Feng, and asked, “Who are you? How dare you enter the Underworld in your true form? I shall apprehend you today and see what you truly are.”
The Prefect hadn't even considered the possibility of losing.
“Are you that confident, or are you perhaps being rude?” Xia Feng asked, his expression still calm and unperturbed.
The Prefect was not an idiot. Seeing Xia Feng’s composure, he felt a hint of doubt.
His earlier words were meant to intimidate Xia Feng and make him confess willingly.
“I don’t have time for beating around the bush. Just tell me who you are. You trespassed into my Underworld and injured my people. How shall you be punished?” The Prefect, seeing Xia Feng’s silence, spoke directly.
“I’ve come to claim a soul. I will take it with me,” Xia Feng stated his purpose.
“Do you think the Underworld is your personal establishment? No one who comes here will be given a soul. That is an ironclad rule,” the Prefect’s expression changed, and he reprimanded Xia Feng for his fanciful notion.
If everyone could demand souls, wouldn’t the world fall into chaos?
The last time Lao Tian Gou came to claim a soul, it was because the person had died an accidental death, their registration was not yet complete, and Lao Tian Gou belonged to the same race and knew them. Only then did the Prefect turn a blind eye.
Now, for anyone to come and demand souls from him was simply ridiculous. Da Feng Novel Network.
Upon hearing Xia Feng’s request, the Prefect prepared to act, intending to apprehend Xia Feng.
Since Xia Feng wouldn’t speak, he would make him speak through force.
If action could be taken, there was no need for excessive words.
It was like playing a game; games that didn’t require payment were the best, allowing one to kill to their heart’s content.
“Wait,” Xia Feng raised his hand to ‘call a halt’ as the Prefect moved to act.
“Speak,” the Prefect’s voice boomed.
“I know Lao Tian Gou,” Xia Feng invoked Lao Tian Gou’s name.
Upon hearing the name Lao Tian Gou, the Prefect gritted his teeth in anger.
When he had gone to claim a soul himself, he had bent the ironclad rules and pretended ignorance.
And now Lao Tian Gou was sending others to demand souls as well?
“Don’t tell me Lao Tian Gou sent you. Even if he himself came, I would detain him here for ten thousand years, to let him taste the bitterness of violating the ironclad rules,” the Prefect clearly did not favor Lao Tian Gou.
Xia Feng had thought that Lao Tian Gou’s influence would be quite effective.
After all, last time, when Lao Tian Gou had personally come, he had also taken a soul from the Prefect.
Since the connection was of no use and Lao Tian Gou’s influence didn’t work, Xia Feng decided he had no choice but to rely on his own strength.
“Fine, since that’s the case, I’ll just have to beat you into submission,” Xia Feng said, shaking his head.
“Hahahaha… Beat me into submission??” The Prefect heard what he considered the funniest joke in the world.
After mocking Xia Feng, the Prefect pointed at him and beckoned with his finger, saying,
“Come, try to beat me into submission.”