"Cough, cough!"
Coarse sounds of coughing rang as the air shook slightly. A black figure covered in a dark cloak appeared before everyone. It was the other supreme Juggernaut of the Netherworld—the Grim Reaper King.
A cloud of black mist shrouded the Grim Reaper King's face, and no one could have a clear view of his face, but that terrifying might it gave off was the real deal.
"Grim Reaper King, your voice is pretty thunderous."
Meng Lei sized up the Grim Reaper King as an indistinct look flashed across his eyes. He had assimilated the Grim Reaper bloodline before, and he could be considered a Grim Reaper as well. Hence, his gaze at the appearance of the Grim Reaper King was inevitably complex.
The black mist shrouding the Grim Reaper King's face rippled as a loud and clear voice rang.
"Sir, who are you exactly? Since when did an expert like you appear in this universe? Why haven't I heard of you before?"
