God of the Machine, I Made Myself into a Divine Weapon

On the day I was transformed into a prisoner, I was tied to the Fu Zong torture platform with three soul-locking nails inserted into my chest. They said that I was a vessel for the destruction of the world and they had to cut it open to take out the seeds. Then I pulled out the soul-locking nails, tore off the Zhenzong's golden talisman, and drew a line to crack their mountain-protecting formation. The head of Fu Zong collapsed on the ground and asked me what kind of monster it was. I said: Mo family, Ayan. Engineering students specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. Later, the four major sects took turns to come to trouble me. I dismantled the Fu Zong's Fu Zong array as if it were a circuit board. The Sword Master's sword energy cannot cut through my gloomy wooden shell. I changed the Danzong's alchemy furnace into a pressure cooker. The ghost sect's soul-locking technique is of no use to me - I have no soul, only gears. They called me a dead thing and said I should not exist. Then I dismantled their mountain gates one by one. Standing in the middle of the ruins, I only said one sentence: "Who else?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.