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
"Cultivation methods had long been lost over time…" Qi Shan sighed. "The only thing remained of cultivation is the power of our soul – our soul attributes." He explained. He placed his fingers on his chin. "If Xiao Ling said he's the sect master of Fengshen Sect… you mean he had lived in the ancient times?" he looked at Yi Bing before he looked at Huo Ling. "… he was reborn?"
"It's impossible." Yi Bing sighed. "No soul could live twice in one world." He said.
"But…" Qi Shan reluctantly looked at Huo Ling. "… isn't travelling between worlds already possible? How can rebirth be impossible?" he asked. "Also, wasn't it Huo Ling himself who said it? He's the sect master of Fengshen Sect." he told Yi Bing. "0001." He called, his expression became serious. "Why do you find this hard to accept?" he asked, puzzled.
Yi Bing didn't answer and just looked at Huo Ling who was laughing as he patted Lei Shan's back.