The Yin Lands grow powerful, and the mortal world teeters on the brink of collapse.
There are no technological cannons, no mighty cultivators.
Only the statues of gods and Buddhas standing across the land struggle to shelter the countless suffering people who cling to life.
Praying to the gods and Buddhas, wielding their power: this is what it means to walk the mortal world!
But to receive their power, you must also suffer its consequences.
A human body of flesh and blood cannot bear a god or Buddha without paying a price.
[True Lord Zhenhai Dawei]: A Forty-Nine deity. Worship him to gain a body of divine water, allowing you to merge freely with any water and manipulate currents ten times your own weight. Price: Your body gradually liquefies.
[Bodhisattva Sangu Ci Gu]: A Forty-Nine Buddha. Worship her to gain blood-poison hands, letting you draw blood from living beings to create toxins or restore yourself. Price: Your body continuously rots, and the pain is unbearable.
[World-Honored One Dawei Dizang]: A Seventy-Nine Buddha. Worship him to gain the power of the Great Might Heavenly Dragon: Great Might Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Dizang, Buddhas of Prajna, Prajna Bama Hong. Price: ???
And then there are figures like [Guanyin of Killing Intent] and [Three-Eyed God General Who Subdues the World]...
Guan Peng, who had transmigrated here, could never bring himself to worship the gods and Buddhas with sincerity, and could only obtain a tiny fraction of their power.
Fortunately, the four ancient characters that came with him became his source of support: Heaven Rewards the Diligent!
As long as he kept practicing, any ability could be improved without limit.
After swinging his sword ten thousand times, his sword intent tore through the sky. Sheathing it, Guan Peng turned to look behind him at the towering statues of gods and Buddhas that had once seemed to reach ten thousand zhang.
They didn't seem quite so imposing anymore...
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The synopsis tells you the protagonist is a fake materialist: if he sees the Buddha, why doesn't he worship? This isn't materialism, it's superstitious belief in science. If you've personally witnessed someone worshipping a god and receiving blessings and skills, and you still don't believe it, then you're either a heretic or your values have been warped—in other words, a madman can't go mad again.
The protagonist's plot armor feels too overpowered; he's constantly on the verge of dying, only to inexplicably revive. There's no smooth flow at all; it's just a constant cycle of the author running out of ideas, then almost dying, only to be suddenly strengthened.
If gods and Buddhas exist, materialists wouldn't deny their existence, would they? Denying objective facts and claiming that everything is determined by one's own mind—isn't that idealism?
I feel like the blood-boiling method was the wrong choice. "Heaven rewards diligence" should be a transcendent principle, a rule that transcends the world; skills derived from it should have no side effects. The "Overlord Cauldron" affecting personality seems like the author deliberately created trouble for the protagonist.
The first chapter is so drawn out, describing the brutality of the battlefield while simultaneously rambling on about the protagonist's inner thoughts; if you didn't know better, you'd think it was acting.
Normally, you don't need to use it; going to BaWang has side effects! Is there no side effect without using HanWang?
Everything else was fine, except the protagonist was brainless, which is practically equivalent to the author being brainless. The blood-boiling method and the divine attack were truly indescribable.
The plot is written exactly like an anti-Japanese war drama.
The description says "drawing the sword ten thousand times will allow your sword intent to tear the sky apart." I don't care; if I don't see what the description says when I go in, I'll start complaining.
Did the author just write this book on a whim? There was no research or outline prepared, and the content wasn't even properly considered. By chapter six, there were already a ton of inconsistencies and illogical statements.