Sutra of Nirvana of All Worlds

That was the beginning of a story paved with blood and bones. Outside Qingniu Town, there is an abandoned tomb with no monument and no incense. Young Jiang Xuan is a corpse keeper. He only does one thing every day - wipe the dust off the headless corpse in the grave. The old man said that he was a "sinner" who fell from the abyss a hundred years ago. His body was incorruptible and God would not tolerate it. On this day, black rain fell from the sky and all spirits roared. Jiang Xuan fed the corpse with blood from his fingertips as usual. The little finger of the corpse's right hand suddenly shimmered, and the severed finger was reborn. A hoarse voice with the aura of decay of endless years exploded in his mind: "Sacrifice my flesh and blood, and use your magical power to overthrow this abyss." Jiang Xuan opened the Eyes of Nirvana overnight. In his eyes, the prosperous Qingniu Town was actually a ghost town. On the backs of all the people in the neighborhood, there is a bloodworm that sucks Yang Qi.