I Heard That Even Immortals Die

Also known as: The Revolution Isn't Over, Fellow Daoists Must Keep Striving; An Account of the Second Revolution in the Immortal Realm; After Being Held Hostage by Mary Sue Fiction, My World Was Held Hostage by Gary Stu Fiction Literary blurb: Every cultivator knows that the ruler of the Immortal Court, seated in the Floating Immortal Purple Tenuity Palace, is a traitor and usurper who, despite being born a lowly mortal, single-handedly started the War of the Gods. Two thousand years after the last divine descendant's head was cut off, this most exalted rebel in history dies, his Dao scattered. One hundred and thirty years after the Floating Immortal Purple Tenuity Palace is left empty and without a master, an ordinary youth blessed with all the fortune of the Heavenly Dao steps over countless prodigies and knocks on the gate of the White Jade Capital, seeking the Dao and aiming his sword at the throne of the Immortal Emperor. "I was born into this world as the child of destiny. I was meant to rise above all people and even above all immortals! The Great Dao is mine. After the gods, I alone shall be God!" At the same time, in a dilapidated shack in the mortal world, a youth dozing against the wall finally wakes from a dream lasting ten thousand years. "I heard there were gods in this world long ago. The Phoenix Goddess from the heavens even descended to marry the mortal emperor. Gods are born as gods, and the whole world is their playground. They enjoy privileges and romance, while the common people of the mortal world and even the immortals who cultivate the Dao are no more than ants and servants at their feet." "So a group of youths gathered from every corner of the Nine Provinces. They rode scrawny horses, drank in the cold wind, sang out-of-tune songs, crossed the Sea of the Underworld and climbed over Mount Purgatory, then drew their swords against the gods high above." There should be no gods in this world, only a group of people who will be free forever. Documentary-style blurb: For a transmigrator, this is absolutely the most hostile world imaginable. From the start, it's a divine romance, where every god suffers and dies for love, wishing they could smash the world to pieces a hundred times over. The male lead transmigrates into a prospective god's servant. "Hello? Does anyone care about me?" Looking at the leaky shack overhead, the chipped bowl in front of him, and the tattered monk's robe he wears, he falls into deep thought. What a familiar setup. No god can hear his prayers, so the mortal picks up the broken bowl and decides to give himself a new nickname. "I'll call myself Shen Zhang... Sorry, ancestors, I'm not trying to plagiarize. Let's call it a tribute." Before the Immortal Emperor of the Floating Immortal Purple Tenuity Palace embarked on the path of slaying the gods, all he really wanted was to ask those unreachable gods: If you're born divine, does that mean you'll always stand above mortals? I have heard that even gods and immortals can die. Why can't it be today? The male lead is an unsuspecting heartthrob, thick-skinned and brimming with charisma, a man as free as the wind! Our goal is to make every young man weep and break his heart in his dreams! Theme: People should always be free and independent.