If the Female Ghost Presses on the Bed, I Will Directly Invite the Jade Emperor

The gods are dead and ghosts are rampant. The human race that used to carry the destiny of heaven and earth has now become the blood food of ghosts. Whispers on the pillow, faces in front of the window... Is this all an illusion? Since the god is dead, I am your god! Are you still fighting against ghosts to break through the shackles of blood? Are you still sitting around chasing some ethereal light? Come on, believe in Zhang Di, worship Zhang Di, and kowtow to become strong and stress-free!