I Collect Corpses for Gods

When the world first opened, there were no monks in the world, only gods. Gods control wind and rain, mountains and rivers, dreams, wars, plagues, life span, words, fire and other powers. Mortal practice is not to absorb spiritual energy, but to light the life lamp, offer incense to the gods, and borrow part of the divine power. As time goes by, gods become more and more like humans. Some gods protect one party, some gods are greedy for incense, some gods eat human souls, and some gods deliberately create disasters in order to maintain their divine status, and then harvest faith in the name of saving the world. Later, a taboo profession appeared in the world called "god buryer". God-burial people do not worship gods, do not seek gods, and do not serve gods. They walk between the human world and the divine realm, collecting the remains of fallen gods, burying their names, and sealing up out-of-control divine power. Over time, the gods were afraid of the god-buriers, and mortals also regarded the god-buriers as unlucky people. By the time the story begins, the last God Buryer has been dead for three hundred years. But the gods don't know that there is still an unburied divine seed in his god burial coffin...