Stop Scolding! Your Shadow Is Kowtowing to Me

In the forty-two years of Taiping in the Daqian calendar, the way of heaven collapsed, and there were no more immortals in the world. Instead, there is the extremely weird "Law of Shadow Cultivation". Every time the sun sets over the western mountains, all the living bodies fall into death. Only the shadows peel off their bodies, fall into the abyss, fight and devour each other! During the day, you are a prince, general, and minister, holding the imperial power in your hands and standing high above; At night, when we arrived in the abyss, all classes were cleared, and only the strength of the shadows was considered! Lu Changyuan, the supreme leader in his previous life, was reborn and became a sweeper at the bottom of Daqian Zhenxie Department. During the day, he was bullied by his superiors and ostracized by his colleagues. He made fun of everyone and was like an ant who could step on anyone. At night, the abyss descends, thousands of shadows kowtow, and he transforms into an indescribable terrifying demon! "Lu Changyuan! If the demon blood on the ground cannot be wiped clean, you will sleep in this archives room tonight and wait to die!" During the day, the ninth-grade official stepped on his face and laughed wildly. Lu Changyuan lowered his head and smiled apologetically: "Sir, please calm down. I'll just wipe it out now." At night, in the depths of the abyss, thousands of ghosts howl. Lu Changyuan, who had turned into a ten-foot-long giant demon, tapped the black knife in his hand, and looked down at the shadow of the official who was kneeling in the ashes and kowtowed crazily. His tone was still as gentle and humble as during the day: "Master Zhao, you taught me during the day that I should know the rules as a person. The rank of Daqian is a rule, so in this abyss, does my sword... Do it count as a rule?" You yell at me during the day, and you frantically beg me for mercy at night. During the day, I am the people and you are the officials; at night, you are the ghosts and I am the sky. Lu Changyuan looked at the decayed officialdom and slowly drew out the black knife.