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
"So this evil sorcery actually came from the West…" Hu Feng muttered with a thoughtful expression.
Everyone looked at him. "…" that's what you're concerned about?! They thought, then also realized that this should really what they be concerned about.
"Ehem." Qi Ming coughed as he followed Hu Feng's rhythm. "Our ancestors must have not known the value of the ancient book, or else…" he didn't continue. "The sect leader and the elders also have followed the unspoken rule of the cultivation world to not mingle with the mortal world, so they didn't know the content of the ancient book. Or else, the apocalypse would've happened sooner…" he looked at Luo Ming. Suddenly, he remembered something. "That's right. Luo Ming was picked up by the sect leader, right? So, Luo Ming has interacted with many people before he met the sect leader… thus, he must have suddenly understood English." He explained.
Everyone felt enlightened. "You have a point…" they said.