"Well? Can I take this netherworld soil now?"
Luo Fan did not explain much. He simply looked calmly at the witch-shaped weird before him and asked.
At his words, a trace of reluctance flashed across the weird's face, but after just a second or two, he lowered his head without a word.
Seeing his reaction, Luo Fan naturally understood his answer. Without wasting any more words, he raised his hand and collected all the dark red netherworld soil before him, then promptly turned and left.
Watching Luo Fan walk away, the witch weird glanced at where the netherworld soil had been, his eyes full of heartache, only for relief to follow.
Having all that netherworld soil taken away hurt terribly. But if he was facing a sanction-level weird, he had no right to refuse at all.
They had only just met, yet his rule power had been completely suppressed, leaving him unable to muster any of it.
This was unquestionably a method only an existence at the rule sanction tier level could possess.
"What a shame. There are too many weirds gathered here."
After collecting the netherworld soil, Luo Fan actually felt somewhat regretful.
If that witch-shaped weird had been the only one guarding the netherworld soil, Luo Fan would have simply attacked, slain the weird, and taken the soil, earning himself an extra rule-type weird crystal in the process.
But with hundreds of weirds gathered nearby, Luo Fan felt it was better to play it safe.
He had assumed Yamato's form and completely suppressed the witch weird's rule power, using that method to briefly impersonate an existence at the rule sanction tier level.
Luo Fan had successfully obtained the netherworld soil. After leaving the valley, he once again assumed the form of the Nightmare Nekomata and beat his wings,