Chapter 4937: Slapped and Flying Away

"Are you going to make me wear this shackle?"

Ye Feng looked at the Soul-Catching Ambassador and spoke with a smile.

For Ye Feng, although he had a good impression of the Soul-Catching Ambassador, it did not mean that the Soul-Catching Ambassador could be so rude to him.

Even if Ye Feng was not afraid of this shackle, he could not wear it. He was a semi-saint, and no one in the world could make him do this.

"Please don't make it difficult for me..."

The Soul-Catching Ambassador looked embarrassed, but he stood in front of Ye Feng and refused to retreat.

"Very good."

Ye Feng nodded slightly. This Soul-Catching Ambassador had already angered him. It seemed that if he didn't take action, these dead spirits in the dead domain would be ignorant.

"Get out!"

Ye Feng suddenly made a move and slapped out. The Soul-Catching Ambassador's eyes were stern, and he immediately threw out the Soul-Catching Chain on his waist. The chain made a whistling sound and tore the space. Ye Feng felt that there was a strange force pulling his soul, trying to make his soul break out of his body and be hooked away by the chain.

This power is not only from the Soul-Catching Ambassador, but also from this world, that is, the Dead Zone.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not expect that the Soul-Catching Ambassador could also use the power of this Dead Zone. This surprised him a little, but if that was all, it would not be enough.

"Pah!"

The next moment, the Soul-Catching Chain was slapped away by Ye Feng, and then his palm slapped the Soul-Catching Ambassador's face, slapping him away and falling on the ground.

"Lord of the Dead Zone, is this how you welcome guests?"

Ye Feng did not look at the Soul-Catching Ambassador for a second time, but took a step forward and came to the door of the Soul-Sending Hall, asking in a cold voice with a cold face.

"Sure enough..."

The Lord of the Dead Zone sat on the throne of the Soul-Sending Hall. Seeing Ye Feng's actions, his eyes narrowed slightly. Ye Feng slapped the Soul-Catching Ambassador who had the power of the Dead Zone away with a slap. His strength must have reached the semi-saint level. His perception was correct.

"Haha, my friend misunderstood. It was my subordinate who was ignorant. Don't worry about him."

The Lord of the Dead Zone laughed heartily, stood up from the throne very enthusiastically, came to Ye Feng in person, and led Ye Feng into the hall.

Seeing the Lord of the Dead Domain's actions, Ye Feng sneered in his heart. What do you mean his subordinates are ignorant? Without the Lord of the Dead Domain speaking, how dare the dead spirits in the Dead Domain be so rude to him?

However, Ye Feng did not get angry. He followed the Lord of the Dead Domain to the top of the hall calmly and sat on the armchair that a white-robed judge moved to the throne next to the Lord of the Dead Domain.

After Ye Feng sat down, he looked calmly in the hall. He saw that the dead spirits who entered the hall through the blue light paths all glowed blue towards the hall and jumped out of the big well with a whirlpool. These dead spirits disappeared after entering the whirlpool.

"Is this reincarnation?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised, but he did not look at it more. Instead, he observed the other dead spirits in the hall.

There was also a group of middle-level spirits in the hall, dressed in black, who seemed to be the guards of the Lord of the Dead Domain.

In addition, there were the left and right guardians of the Dead Domain and the ten judges. These people were also the stewards under the Lord of the Dead Domain and should be responsible for different affairs of the Dead Domain.

"I wonder why this friend came to my Dead Zone?"

The Lord of the Dead Zone saw Ye Feng looking around and not speaking, so he couldn't help but ask. He was not testing anything, but was really curious about why Ye Feng came.

The existence of the Dead Zone in Wuji Continent is not a secret. Martial artists who have reached the high level of martial souls basically know

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, but the Dead Zone is barren, and even souls have been scarce in recent years, so naturally no strong people are willing to come.

"Unexpected intrusion."

Ye Feng's mouth curled up a little, and he turned his head to look at the Lord of the Dead Zone. The other party looked middle-aged, and his every move exuded a majestic aura, which was very attractive.

At the same time, Ye Feng also realized that the Lord of the Dead Zone was in the semi-saint realm, but this realm seemed to be mixed with some water, and the pressure on Ye Feng was not great, unlike the Holy Dragon and the Blood Tiger.

"Unexpected break-in?"

The Lord of the Dead Domain was not satisfied with this answer. He snorted with a fake smile, but he did not dare to attack Ye Feng easily. After all, he did not know Ye Feng's background and could not act arbitrarily.

Afterwards, the Lord of the Dead Domain quietly winked at the head of the ten judges, the Good Judge, who nodded calmly.

Ye Feng saw their little actions, but he disdained to pay attention. No matter what these people were thinking, he was not afraid.

At this moment, a voice of death rushed into the hall at a high speed. Standing in the hall, it was the Soul-Snatching Ambassador who was slapped away by Ye Feng. At this moment, there was a conspicuous red palm print on his cold and dark face.

"My Lord, I failed to stop him."

The Soul-Snatching Ambassador did not look at Ye Feng, but bowed to the Lord of the Dead Domain with a shameful tone.

"Oh? Lord of the Dead Domain, did you ask him to put shackles on me?"

Ye Feng immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at the Lord of the Dead Domain and said in a bad tone.

The Lord of the Dead Zone glared at the Soul-Snatching Ambassador upon hearing this. He knew that he had plotted against the Soul-Snatching Ambassador, and that the latter was fighting back by saying this in front of Ye Feng, but it didn't matter to him at all.

"My friend misunderstood. I just asked him to invite you into the palace, but this guy was too stubborn and insisted on doing things in a fair and impartial manner."

After saying this, the Lord of the Dead Zone smiled and said gratefully, "This time my friend slapped him in the face, which is a good thing for him to learn a lesson."

"Hahaha, you are still good at talking."

Ye Feng raised his head and laughed, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Sir, I think you look familiar. Maybe we have met in the main plane. May I know your name?"

At this time, the good judge who had been instructed by the Lord of the Dead Domain stood up and asked Ye Feng directly.

This asking for his name was obviously to find out Ye Feng's background.

"I will not change my name or surname, Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng responded cheerfully, and then looked at the good judge without concealing his eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Who are you? I, Ye Feng, rarely make friends with weak people."

As soon as these words came out, the good judge's expression froze. He was an eighth-level martial soul, and he was also considered a top strong man in the world. No one had ever said that he was weak.

But Ye Feng's strength was comparable to that of a half-saint, and he was indeed qualified to say this, so the good judge couldn't get angry.

"Haha, that may be my mistake. I don't remember that there is a powerful person named Ye Feng in the main plane."

The Good Judge laughed dryly and said, implying that Ye Feng disguised his name. After all, who has the power of a semi-saint? Who is not famous? How could he not have heard of it?

Ye Feng was dismissive of this. He could see that the undead in the Soul Sending Hall were not kind, whether it was the Lord of the Dead Domain or these judges, the left and right protectors, and only the Soul Summoning Ambassador was not a bad guy, but he was definitely not smart.

"I can easily detect the hostility and even murderous intentions of these guys towards me."