"Senior, what do you know about this Book of Life and Death?"
Su Zimo thought of something and took out the black paper he snatched from Feng Du.
In the Netherworld, he wanted to find a name list of the souls of all living beings, but he could not find any clues.
He had studied the black paper for a long time but could not figure anything out.
There were obvious tearing marks on the edge of the black paper.
Yet, even now, Su Zimo could not tear the black paper apart with his full strength.
When his spirit consciousness entered, he could only sense that the black paper was the Book of Life and Death. However, it was pitch-black inside and he could not see anything.
The black-robed man ignored Su Zimo's question.