"Alright." Charlotte responded.
The truth creations left one after another.
Only Shen Ye was left here.
He stood in place, waiting quietly.
About ten minutes later.
A black figure descended from the sky, landing in the underworld.
This was a being wearing a black robe and a pale mask.
"Only the dead can enter this half Dharma Aspect?"
It asked.
"That's right, and who might you be?" Shen Ye replied.
"I am the Grim Reaper." The other said.
"No, you're not—you just claim the usage rights of 'death' laws—there are people in our Human Race society who specialize in this illegal act."
Shen Ye drew his sword, and continued:
"You should be a Death Gangster, not a Grim Reaper."
"It seems you're skilled at provoking others, but can you bear the consequences?" The Grim Reaper spoke softly.
It began to weave a spell seal.
But Shen Ye shook his head and said, "I don't have to bear any consequences."
This statement further enraged the Death Gangster—
