Myth Is Coming, I Start with Black Myth Wukong!

The gods came to the world, and the people were filled with sorrow. What was a myth in the past is now a disaster. The universe hangs upside down, rituals collapse and music collapses. Some people kneel down to worship the gods and are willing to be eagles and dogs; some people are reduced to cuds and live like ants. The ordinary young man Jiang Muqiu woke up from his deep sleep. The gears of fate turned quietly, giving him the card drawing system of all realms. The first time I drew it, it was Black Myth Wukong! Holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand, Jiang Muqiu's eyes lit up with fire of hope. "When gods fight, mortals suffer? Today, let me rewrite this absurd script!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.