The God of Feasting Who Crawled Out of the Divine Tomb

A divine and demonic mausoleum, buried with endless glory and despair, drifts in the crevices of the river of time, becoming a forbidden place lost to memory.

Today, deep in the mausoleum, the lid of an ancient stone coffin covered in spiderweb-like cracks suddenly explodes!

Amid the billowing dust, a young man jolts upright and looks around in confusion. He sees crumbling tombstones, broken weapons, bones glowing faintly, and an air thick with decay and an indescribable desolation.

He rubs his sleepy eyes and takes in the scene before him, which looks like a graveyard at the end of the world. Without thinking, he blurts out:

"Damn it! Who's the jerk who dug up my family's ancestral grave? ... Wait, why are these bones trimmed with gold? ... Huh, this place... looks familiar. Did I... bury someone here?"

He looks down at his pale hands, which seem to contain some inexplicable power, then pats his hollow belly as it growls:

"Tsk, I've slept too long. I'm starving. I remember Aunt Zhang's pork buns at the end of the alley..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or people is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.