This is a very silent space.
It's dark and quiet, even the wind doesn't dare to disturb here.
A black figure stands silently in this shadowy space. She is wearing a thick black cloak, with a large hood that hides her entire face in shadows. Outside the wide black sleeve of her right hand, a hand covered with a black glove is holding a massive black scythe.
The scythe is also jet black, and it seems to swallow any light that falls upon it, reflecting not a single glimmer.
Whenever this scythe appears, it signifies death.
And its master is the Grim Reaper of the Underworld.
At this moment, Gu Shengyin is looking up at the sky, gazing at the mysterious blood moon.
"System, transmit the plot."
Soon, a vast world plot directly surged into her mind.
Gu Shengyin held her forehead—ever since her Divine Soul became strong enough, the system in certain aspects has become far from gentle.
For example, during memory transmission.
