50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
"Huo Ling!" Qi Ming called as he ran towards Huo Ling. "How did you know it was Luo Ming?" he asked.
"He is a human… well, a cultivator." Huo Ling answered. "He doesn't have that unclean aura on him… he can't escape my eyes." He explained.
"Huh? What's with your eyes?" Qi Ming asked, puzzled.
Huo Ling turned and looked at Luo Ming, who was fighting against Yi Bing, once again. His eyes glowed and he saw that Luo Ming's soul is pure. This ability of his was because of the 'gift' given to him by Shen Sheng. He can see one's soul to find out if they were contaminated by the Foul.
Yet, Luo Ming's soul remained pure, like Luo Ye.
"What? So it's really Luo Ming?!" Hu Feng exclaimed. "But, didn't he become a demonic cultivator?" he asked.
"That's what we thought, too." Huo Ling answered as his brain worked faster. "I remember now…" he spoke.
"What do you remember?" Qi Ming asked, impatient.
"Luo Ye's memories… it was fake." Huo Ling said.