Zhan Shen: I Have a Cemetery of Gods

Facing this terrifying fog, the gods of Daxia did not flinch. They gave up their lifelong spiritual power and physical bodies and turned them into nine national monuments. A vicissitudes of life old man, looking at the corpses on the ground, shed tears of pain, "Why, why don't you take me away, why am I the last step! I also want to be with you! Fight to death together! Protect the peace of China together!" Chang Shaobai looked at the moon in the sky, similar to Lin Qiye, except that one looked at the front, and he saw the back. Some were as big as mountains, and some were as small as grains of rice. A stone tablet rose from the ground. The stone tablet was simple, of unknown age, with four big characters, blood red in color, and it read "All! Gods! Graves! Fields!" I believe many book fans feel sorry for the Chinese Gods, and I feel the same way.