Chapter 285

As the boat drew nearer, the collective gaze of the Soul Reapers fell upon Lord Rey and his companions, staring at them with great hatred and warning to show that they were stepping beyond their boundaries.

It was a gaze that spoke of aeons of existence, of witnessing the rise and fall of countless souls. And in that moment, as the boat sailed closer to the gate, Lord Rey couldn't shake the feeling that the eyes of the Soul Reapers peered not only into his immortal form but into the very depths of his soul.

Nevertheless, he was grateful for one thing: he didn't have a soul; he was just a vessel.

“Lord Rey,” one of them called as the vessel reached twenty feet away, his voice so deep and unnatural. “You are not welcome here.” This one is a little bit tall, suggesting that he's their leader.

“And who are you to challenge me?” Lord Rey demanded. “You and I have no business together, collectors; let's pass, and we won't have to shed blood