Thirty-Six Levels of Spiritual Prison

Is the path of the terrifying demon that feeds on human flesh what I'm after? Those lofty immortals, Buddhas and gods, who use living beings as pawns and play wantonly with applause, are they what I yearn for? Once upon a time, I stepped into the realm of asking gods and thought I had a glimpse of the secrets of heaven. Why now, doubts arise in my heart again, and I am looking for answers to the illusory gods again? It was only today that I suddenly realized that I was still asking God. I was asking about a small but unique existence, like a point in a circle, which is both bound and has infinite possibilities. And this awakening told me that I am the God who transcends the mortal world and controls my own destiny! Looking back on the ten thousand years of seeking the truth, I discovered that, You stare at me from the edge of the abyss, and I look back at you from the hell of my soul. You see the broken fetus next to me. They are fragments of my past memories, and each fragment carries my irreparable regret and sorrow. And I clearly witnessed your figure yearning for the spiritual prison. It was a kind of despair that was as deep as the bone marrow... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.