Not long after, Zhao Chong and Qian Feng walked into the Nether King Palace arm in arm.

Seeing these two walking side by side, several of the Law Kings immediately looked displeased. Among the Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Clans, these two were the ones the Law Kings dreaded the most:

As the head of the Eight Great Clans, the Zhao Family's status in the Netherworld had always been second only to the royal family. Even after the Ghost King took control of the Netherworld, the Zhao Family's status was not affected in the slightest. As the third-generation Clan Leader of the Zhao Family and the youngest of the Eight Great Clans' leaders, Zhao Chong's strength and reputation were well known throughout the Netherworld, and no one dared to offend him. It was estimated that among the Eight Great Law Kings, apart from the first two, the rest were no match for him.

Though not as prestigious as Zhao Chong in terms of family fame, Qian Feng could still be regarded as venerable and untouchable in personal status. Having served three generations of Nether Kings, he had only just entered middle age. Compared to Zhao Chong's youthfulness and impetuosity, as well as the other Clan Leaders' advanced age, Qian Feng was in the prime of his "fighting years."

Moreover, the Law Kings' understanding of Qian Feng was derived from folk tales. They all knew that Qian Feng was once a cold-hearted, supremely powerful general, but no one had seen him take action. Since Qian Feng always sealed his Spiritual Power within himself, no one could sense how profound the Spiritual Power inside of him really was.

After approaching the Law Kings, Qian Feng looked at King Shuanglin with a cold laugh, "King Shuanglin, who are you planning on having a fight to the death with?"

"With a few lowlifes!"

"Which lowlifes?" Qian Feng asked, his hollow eyes still rendering his true thoughts inscrutable.

"The lowlifes Clan Leader Qian doesn't know!" King Shuanglin said coldly, struggling to control the rage within his heart.

"Oh!" Zhao Chong hummed at that moment, then looked at King Shuanglin with an expressionless face, "To my knowledge, only lowlifes hold grudges against other lowlifes. But to me, King Shuanglin doesn't seem like a lowlife!"

"Zhao Chong, you!" King Shuanglin immediately boiled with anger.

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhao Chong asked with a light smile, "Or are you saying you are a lowlife, King Shuanglin?"

King Shuanglin's teeth gritted loudly, his face turning red, his eyes fierce, and his fists clenched, looking as if he wanted to start a fight.

"Both of you, please refrain from using the term 'lowlife' repeatedly—it's so inelegant!" King Wumeng said as he stepped forward, his face wearing a bitter and awkward smile. Smiling, he walked between Zhao Chong and King Shuanglin, intentionally separating the two, and then turned to Zhao Chong, "May I know why Clan Leader Zhao and Clan Leader Qian have come to the Nether King Palace at this time?"

"And why are those other individuals here?" Zhao Chong retorted.

"This..." King Wumeng's expression turned gloomy, and then he threw this tricky question to the Dark Law King, "We should ask the Dark Law King about that since we few Law Kings have just arrived at the Nether King Palace and don't know what instructions the Dark Law King might have?"

The Dark Law King let out a long sigh, thinking that since Zhao Chong and Qian Feng had come, he couldn't go to the mortal world to kill Chen Hao now. However, he felt somewhat relieved, grateful that Zhao Chong and Qian Feng had come to stop him. Otherwise, if he had impulsively led the five Law Kings to King Xin to commit murder, the consequences would have been unthinkable. He estimated that he would not have the face to see the Ghost King ever again.

After a pause, the Dark Law King approached Qian Feng and asked, "Would the two of you care to explain why you have come to the Nether King Palace at this time? Could it be that you both knew we several Law Kings would be discussing matters here?"

"It should be no difficult feat for us to learn of the comings and goings within the Nether King Palace," Qian Feng said expressionlessly. "Family Leader Zhao and I have come to demand an explanation from King Xin!"

Upon hearing Qian Feng's words, the Law Kings were taken aback, speculating what exactly these two were up to. Certainly, they were in no position to be so eagerly seeking justice for King Xin.

After a long while, the Dark Law King finally broke the silence, "Demand an explanation for what?"

"As per the etiquette rules, when an esteemed or prominent figure passes away, the Netherworld City must ring the funeral bell to express respect and remembrance for the deceased," Qian Feng explained in an aggressive tone. "King Xin has been gone for several hours now; why did the Dark Law King not order the bell to be rung? Is this not a sign of contempt towards King Xin? Therefore, Family Leader Zhao and I couldn't stand it and came to demand an explanation on King Xin's behalf."

Hearing Qian Feng say this, the six Law Kings were seething with rage. Zhao Chong and Qian Feng claimed they were seeking justice for King Xin, but in reality, they were reveling in the misfortune. Yet Qian Feng's reasoning left the Law Kings tongue-tied and suffered in silence, choking back their fury.

At the same time, the Law Kings also realized: the Eight Great Clans being aware of King Xin's death so promptly suggested they were also closely monitoring Chen Hao's every move, eager for him to eliminate the Law Kings one by one on their behalf.

"This is outrageous!" King Shuanglin, unable to contain his anger any longer, roared, and suddenly the temperature in the air of the Nether King Palace plummeted.

"King Shuanglin, this is the Nether King Palace!" Zhao Chong glared at King Shuanglin, warning him with an icy tone brimming with murderous intent. "This is not a place for you to act recklessly. If you don't restrain yourself…"

"Are you going to make a move?" King Shuanglin countered, unabashed. "We have six people here; are you really afraid you can't overcome the two of us?"

"Hmph!" Qian Feng scoffed, then added, "It seems difficult to seek justice for King Xin. It won't be easy to hear the bereavement bell that soon. Fortunately, Family Leader Zhao and I anticipated this and have gathered some soldiers outside the city who admire King Xin. Rest assured, the soldiers have not come to rebel. Firstly, they are here to demand an explanation just like us, and secondly, to hear the funeral bell and pay their last respects to King Xin. The soldiers' admiration for King Xin is truly touching!"

"What!" exclaimed the Dark Law King. Qian Feng's implications were clear: he was warning the Law Kings that if they dared to break the rules and slay someone in the mortal world, the inner city of the Netherworld would erupt in a bloody turmoil.

Immediately, a shadow crept out from his body and in the blink of an eye reached the walls of the Netherworld City. Through the shadow, he saw the city walls engulfed in chaotic lights, with thousands of soldiers armed and ready for battle.

Seeing this, the Dark Law King became desperately anxious, "I summoned the Law Kings overnight, precisely to join in ringing the funeral bell to bid farewell to King Xin."

"Hmm!" Qian Feng nodded, "Make it quick, don't keep everyone waiting. They're all waiting to mourn King Xin!"

With that, Qian Feng wrapped his arm around Zhao Chong's shoulder and left, his gaze still empty. In this silent confrontation with the Law Kings, the Eight Great Clans once again claimed victory.

Watching the retreating figures, the six Law Kings were grinding their teeth in frustration, feeling suppressed and aggrieved.

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