"Yes!"
Silver Feather was as taciturn as ever. He patted his waist and released a streak of light.
The streak landed on the ground and transformed into a short figure—it was Iron Feather!
"Hm? Soul search! Iron Feather's nascent soul is protected by this king's restriction. How did you manage it?"
The moment he saw Iron Feather's vacant, idiotic expression, King Jin Xi knew that this subordinate of his was finished.
However, he had already intended to kill someone to establish his authority, so he did not care much. Instead, he was rather curious how Shi Chuankong had bypassed his restriction and completed the soul search.
"Naturally, I used the Soul Severing Incense bestowed by my clan's High Priestess. Surely Senior Jin Xi has heard of her esteemed name?"
Shi Chuankong showed not the slightest fear. Instead, his words carried a faint note of threat.
"Hahahaha! Brat, there is no need for such petty tricks. Did you think this king would provoke a Demon Prince like you for no reason?"
King Jin Xi naturally understood Shi Chuankong's threat, but Shi Zhanfeng was backing him, and he had not personally acted.
Even if the Demon Lord later disregarded the rules, given his status as a Da Luo demonic beast, at most he would throw Silver Feather out to vent the Demon Lord's anger.
Thus, he was not afraid in the slightest!
"Hmph. This junior anticipated as much long ago. But I wonder which of my elder brothers wants my life. I ask only that Senior Jin Xi let this junior die knowing the truth!"
Shi Chuankong was not surprised upon hearing this, as though his earlier threat had merely been a casual attempt. He cupped his hands, looking rather resigned to death.
"Don't be impatient. This king lost so many subordinates.