Slay to Forge, My Power Knows No Bounds

Transported to the frontier of the Great Qin Empire, Wei Zhe finds himself a lowly soldier thrown straight into a doomed vanguard battalion. Surrounded by enemies and cultivators of unfathomable power, ordinary men are nothing but ants. On the brink of death, his awakens: each kill refines his blood and qi; each general slain steals their very soul. Every wound only tempers his bones and sinews further. From that day, a god of slaughter rises on Qin’s border. Slaughtering barbarians, annihilating sects, crushing the Hundred Schools of Thought, and trampling the martial world—he feeds on war, proves his dao through bloodshed, and forges an invincible mortal body. When a million cultivators from six allied kingdoms march to the capital, Wei Zhe stands alone before the gates, blade in hand, and laughs: “Today, your million heads shall be the steel that hones my martial path to perfection!”