In the Underworld, no one calls him by his name.
They call him 10086.
He was a petty official. He used to think that gods and Buddhas made the rules and he just had to follow them, and then his life would pass by.
Until he borrowed the body of the mortal Wansheng and opened his eyes again.
Mount Buzhou had long since collapsed, and the gods, Buddhas, immortals, and mythical beasts had vanished without a trace. People still sought immortality and the Dao, but no one could say who they were worshipping.
And Wansheng, who was supposed to give up his body, could still hear him speak.
Two unwilling companions bickered and investigated their way forward. As the truth of the old war between Buddhism and Daoism came to light, they discovered that mortals becoming gods was no blessing, but a buried rebellion.
The gods who towered over all living beings had originally been made by humans.
But why had the people who created the gods become their slaves?
