[Single Male Lead] [Reborn] [Wreaking Havoc] [Faith]
When he died at the hands of a god, the agony of his crushed heart still burned in his chest. It was the tenth year of the apocalypse. Humanity's resistance forces had been routed across the board, and he, an insignificant Taoist priest, was no more than a fleck of blood spattered beneath a god's feet.
But just as his consciousness began to sink, the half of an ancient jade pendant he wore close to his body suddenly grew hot. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the eve of the cataclysm known as the "Descent of the Gods." The candles still burned in the gray-green Taoist temple, and the peachwood sword glimmered faintly. In the shadows of a distant village, the tentacles of a godspawn were already stretching out.
This time, Chen Yan would no longer be a helpless insect at the mercy of others.
The ancient jade pendant held the secret of devouring. The rotten-flesh godspawn in the mines of Heishui Town, the prehistoric divine bones traded on the underground market, the power of belief offered up in the fanatical sacrifices of the faithful, even fragments of power shed by the gods themselves: he could swallow them all, turning them into a cold, surging force within the sea of qi in his dantian.
Wrapped in his faded red robe, his peachwood sword stained with the black blood of godspawn, he walked the boundary between the mortal world and the uncanny.
The authorities' "Abnormal Affairs Bureau" considered him a high-risk threat and sent elite squads to hunt him down.
The newly risen servants of the gods branded him a blasphemer and sought to tear him apart as a sacrifice.
And the shadow of his power turning against him followed like his own silhouette. One careless step, and he could become a monster driven to devour without restraint.
When someone asked if he intended to save the world, Chen Yan merely brushed the warm jade pendant in his arms. His eyes were cold, tempered by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. "I'm not trying to save the world. I just want to drag those lofty 'gods' into their graves, one by one."
In his previous life, the gods feasted upon the mortal world, devouring the flesh and blood of all living things.
In this life, Chen Yan would wield his sword, use divine bones as kindling, and ignite a fire of vengeance that would lead straight to the gods' graves.
