Corpse Collector from the Start: Gods and Buddhas Beg Me Not to Draw My Blade

From the stench-covered corpse collector in a funeral home,

to the “Powder-Faced Gentleman” of the Skinning Cult, wearing a human-skin mask;

from there to the calculating mastermind who rises from the ruins of the Wild Dog Gang.

In the Great Abyss, where every god and Buddha in the heavens is a horror and mortals can cultivate only by becoming inhuman, people willingly grow scales, sprout extra eyes, and sacrifice their flesh to beg for divine mercy.

Only Lu Chen, wielding the [Pure Land Simulator], uses countless simulated deaths to forge a single path through mountains of corpses and seas of blood: the “ancient martial path”!

If this world is one where people devour one another, then I’ll be the most ferocious diner of all.

If the gods see all living beings as two-legged sheep, then I’ll be the butcher who slaughters gods.

When Lu Chen strips away his disguise and reveals a perfect body forged like steel, then smashes the lofty visage of a dread god with one punch, the entire “Immortal Realm” trembles.

“I am Lu Chen. Chen, as in dust.”

“And also Chen, the one who sends all you gods and Buddhas back to the dust.”