Grandpa said our ancestors used to guard the gates for the gods.
I always thought he was bragging, until one day a group of immortals stormed into our dilapidated temple and forced Grandpa to his death.
With his dying breath, he told me that buried beneath this temple was the entire fallen Divine Court!
Those high-and-mighty cultivators had spent a thousand years begging in vain for a sliver of the gods' authority.
And I am the only master here.
[You have inherited the Thunder God's divine position. From this day on, countless bolts of divine punishment answer your command!]
[You have inherited the Plague God's divine position. Wherever you go, all things wither!]
[You have inherited the God of Death's divine position. You can write the names of your enemies in the Book of Life and Death!]
Immortals, welcome to my divine tomb.
Everything you want is here.
But remember, the price of admission is your life!
It's a pretty cool novel. I can't tell if it's a bit passionate or something else. It's pretty good. I feel like I can put it away and read it slowly.