The journey west is a scam, the pilgrimage for scriptures is an act, and all the beings of the Three Realms are merely leeks harvested by the gods and Buddhas for their fortune.
Jiang Xuan, a monk who sweeps floors, stumbles upon the truth and is struck into a dead end by a single palm.
A sky screen livestream begins, and the gods and Buddhas place their bets: “He'll be dead in three days.”
But no one knows…
A live feed of comments from the entire scene is rolling before his eyes.
The gods' and Buddhas' schemes, the deadly flaws in their traps, the hidden ambushes: he sees everything in advance.
While the gods and Buddhas think they're controlling a pawn,
he follows the comments and flips the entire board.
In the body of a mortal, livestreamed across the Three Realms, he tears away the masks of the gods and Buddhas one by one.
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