The moment Han Feng's head was casually crushed in Lin Feng's hand, a strange figure shrouded entirely in black robes appeared before him amid a cackling laugh.
"Heh heh heh, the soul of a sixth-tier alchemist. Now that's top-grade performance." The Soul Hall Protector spoke, revealing a mouthful of ghastly white teeth. "Friend, you wouldn't want to offend my Soul Hall over a dead man, would you?"
Lin Feng looked at the Soul Hall man, raised a hand, and pointed. As a wisp of white light was released from his hand, hundreds of special runes instantly erupted within that white light, enveloping the Soul Hall Protector in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterward, the Soul Hall Protector felt his body gradually slip out of his control.
As the runes released by Lin Feng restrained him, and Lin Feng walked toward him with an unfriendly look on his face, the Soul Hall Protector panicked.
"What are you trying to do? I'm telling you, I—I'm a Soul Hall Protector! If I can have this many Dou Zong subordinates, do you know the consequences of attacking me?"
"I swear, if you keep attacking me, I'll make your family and friends..."
"The Soul Hall will make everything you cherish..."
"Stop! I order you!"
The Soul Hall Protector roared, but his roaring meant nothing. Lin Feng soon arrived right in front of him, and the shackles formed by Necromancy made it impossible for him to even flee.
"I! How could I..."
The Soul Hall Protector roared as he tried to resist, but immediately afterward, Lin Feng easily annihilated him into flying ash.
And with his complete demise, Lin Feng's Underworld truly gained a genuine Dou Zong expert.
After the matter of the Soul Hall Protector was settled, Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed.