The End-Times Containment Bureau: I Am the Corpse Warden

The Containment Bureau of the End of the Dharma Age: I Am a Corpse-Tamer Synopsis A hundred years ago, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth plummeted, bringing orthodox cultivation to a complete end. This became known as the End of the Dharma Age. As seals weakened, sinister beings emerged. Zombies, water fiends, and ancient horrors awoke from funeral homes, ancient tombs, and forbidden depths of the sea, lurking in the shadows of modern cities. Ordinary bullets could scarcely kill high-tier monstrosities, and disaster could engulf the human world at any moment. To keep the world's sinister forces in check, the Special Anomalous Affairs Containment Bureau was established. Among all its field agents, there is a special category: the fiends. They wield ancient corpse-refining arts that use blood sacrifices, temper their bodies with blood essence, and control corpse puppets to slay evil spirits. But this power carries a curse of its own. Each time they absorb blood essence, bloodthirsty whispers erode their minds. If they cross the line and harm the innocent, the Bureau will spare no effort to hunt them down. Lin Yan, a new trainee field agent at the Hong Kong Island branch, is an heir to the corpse-refining tradition of the tomb-guarding lineage. He commands bronze corpse puppets, walking the gray boundary between order and the heretical path. Blood sacrifices at a funeral home, a series of traps in a fishing village, a riot in an underground containment vault, an ancient corpse that has slept for a thousand years and is about to break out of its coffin… On one side stands a ruthless alliance of heretical cultivators, bent on awakening the ancient corpse and overturning the human world by exploiting the End of the Dharma Age. On the other, the very source of the corpse arts keeps tempting him to abandon his humanity and become a corpse fiend that knows nothing but slaughter. The corpse arts can slay evil, but they can also consume a person. With the body of a fiend, he guards the human way of the mortal world.