I Sacrifice My True King with My Eyes, and the Chinese Gods Return to Their Thrones

I died once. Died in the third year of the gods' slumber. At that time, I dug out my own eyes and sacrificed them to Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun, hoping to awaken me in exchange for the Chinese divine system. But the eyes were gone, and the gods did not wake up. I was surrounded and killed by the lackeys of the Western pantheon in the ruins, like a dead dog. Before I died, I clutched a piece of bronze and heard a sentence: "Use blood as a guide and eyes as a witness—what China owes you will definitely be returned." When I opened my eyes again, I was seventeen years old again. The night before Awakening Day. The moonlight outside the window was just right, I clenched my fists: In this life, I will no longer be a hero. I only do one thing - Let all those who are sleeping wake up. Let those who are in debt pay off all debts. Let those so-called gods who want to invade China kneel under the Kunlun Mountains and shout: "Chinese Gods, we were wrong." My name is Yang Chen. In this life—— I use my eyes to bring the gods back to their places. Return the gods to their places and bring peace to the world.