Starting from Swallowing the Gods, I Forged My Way

He traveled through time and became a mute sacrificial boy guarding the temple. Every night, demons would knock on the door and ask for food. Until that night, I strangled the clay statue in the temple with my own hands and dug out a golden Taoist seed from its broken heart. From that day on, I started to "swallow the gods". The little god who swallows incense will live ten years. The righteous god who swallowed mountains and rivers gained hundreds of years of Taoism. The god who swallowed the imperial decree gained authority. On the day when I swallowed all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, all the survivors discovered to their horror that I was no longer human. I was fed by their own hands, the last and only "Tao".