In a place without moral principles, living is the biggest rule.
Be careful of the monsters crawling on the roadside, and don't stray into the beautiful dreams they weave, because you will get lost in this dream, and finally lose your happy memories in the endless nightmare, and disappear in the memories of fear and pain.
The crisis-ridden Wu Daochang is like a Shura field, where monsters from all walks of life live in groups and compete with each other for the limited "food".
Most of the monsters here take souls as their main food. They devour the happiness of all animals to fuel their own cultivation. No monster knows why they do this, but their ancestors are just like this. They have lived here for generations. They will fight for the lack of food, the weak and the strong. They use the slogan of survival of the fittest, but never think of leaving this harsh place.
In this strange place, there is a mixed-blood fox demon that all monsters scorn. She feeds on the berries of the fox tribe's back mountain. In the place where the Phoenix tribe was mysteriously annihilated, the monsters all say that the Phoenix tribe ended up being exterminated because they did not eat their souls. But is it really so? Where did these monsters come from? Why do all kinds of legendary monsters gather here?
When another group of young travelers accidentally broke into the "Wu Daochang", all the mysteries began to be gradually solved, and our story started from here...
Purpose: A novel about micro-monsters and soul-eating that hints at depression. I hope it can trigger everyone's thinking about human nature and depression.