Clatter clatter… A large amount of gravel, dirt and sand rolled down into the pit below. Li Jiankang stood in the center of the pit, staring at the ceiling with a jaw-dropping expression on his face.

“You… what in the world are you?” It was only after a long time that he spoke with trembling in his voice.

Qin Ye slowly descended and floated to the ground below.

Shaa… He softly landed on the ground and glanced about his surroundings before responding soullessly, “What am I?”

“I’m the one who’s here to reap your soul.”

“Anitya Hellguard of the Black and White?” Li Jiankang’s shaky voice faded into the background. He leaned heavily against the wall, and his breath grew ragged. Then, he suddenly turned around and ran backwards. The sound of a loud thud, was quickly followed by a loud metallic clang and cringeworthy sounds of chains.

Qin Ye ignored him. As far as he could see, the pit that he had just entered was an underground storage room.

The houses along Tianxi Fourth Street were all incredibly old, and it had never been considered part of the downtown until recent years, following the development of Mount Tai City. Prior to that, this locality used to be a farming region, and it was not uncommon to find the existence of such underground storage cellars.

A row of weak electric lights were installed along the taupe-coloured walls, and there were many large freezers sitting all around the room. Each of these freezers...