His spiritual roots were all gone, and when he was about to die, his Dantian turned into a forbidden tomb where millions of gods and demons were buried.
I thought it was an opportunity to change my life against the will of heaven, but step by step I fell into a dead end of one hundred thousand reincarnations set by the gods:
The blind saint whom he trusts is the remnant spy who monitors him; the sworn enemy who pursues him is the twin brother who died for him; the beloved sister is the ultimate key to unlocking reincarnation; and he himself is not the master of the buried gods, but a sacrifice to the world that has been buried alive by the gods a hundred thousand times.
The tide of the fall of the gods is a directional harvest, Pangea is the pasture of the gods, and even the "creation of the sky" is a lie to cover up the cage outside the sky. When all redemption, companionship, and enemies are all scripts, when devouring gods and demons means killing one's loved one, Lin Jin stands at the top of the world, without becoming a god or destroying the world - he melts himself into a wordless monument, uses his mortal body as a tomb, buries all the gods, demons and extraterrestrial forces, smashes the shackles of reincarnation, and lets all living beings break free from the fate of being trapped. "Millions of eras of killings will eventually end with a grave. From now on, there will be no gods in the world, only sentient beings." This is a suspenseful fantasy in which "the truth is overthrown and everyone has a reversal". There is no brainless fun, only the struggle of human nature, the confrontation of fate, and the true freedom gained through sacrifice.
