My words have become law; I truly have no desire to display my divine power before others.

The land is on the verge of collapse, demons and monsters run rampant, and the old evils are stirring again.
Rules? The rule of this world is that there are no rules.
Ye Qingfeng transmigrated and became a starving beggar.
But the world is sick: painted skins steal memories, river monsters demand brides, paper horses steal human lifespans, movable type becomes a miasma... Gods and Buddhas are hidden, rules have collapsed, and human life is as worthless as grass.
Fortunately, he found a Taoist robe and also a strange ability: his words became law.
—The premise is that someone has to believe it.
Facing the ancient power that had held sway for ages, and the ancient evil gods who coveted the present world, he stepped forward, his voice resounding throughout the land:
"You say this is fate?"
"Then today, I, this humble Taoist, will do this for the sake of this turbid world—"
"Establish a new rule!"
From this day forward, I will say that fire can distinguish evil, and fire will then possess a spirit.
I said the wood could split by itself, and the firewood cracked open with a sound.
I said your sins will be exposed, and the truth will be revealed!
When his name becomes famous far and wide, he will have countless believers.
My words are the law! My speech is the truth!