The compassionate mountain god worshiped by our village whispers in my ear, teaching me that sacrificing the flesh and blood of the living will bring immense fortune!
The supreme scriptures praised by the Daoist sects writhe before my eyes, revealing themselves as blood-red talismans formed from the wails of countless wronged souls!
After glimpsing the truth of the world, I was utterly transformed by the [Book of Calamity] parasitizing my soul. From then on, the world and all its beings looked entirely different to me!
They call me a madman and want to lock me in the Demon-Suppression Tower.
They call me an evil fiend and want to purify me with Daoist magic.
But they don’t know that the gods they worship so devoutly are remnants of ancient gods that feed on flesh and blood, and the immortal arts they cultivate so earnestly are death traps leading straight to the abyss!
When I tear away the disguises of every immortal and Buddha in the heavens, and true terror descends upon the world, the whole world will tremble at my “mad ramblings”!
“Do you still think I’m crazy now?”
