The gods proclaimed that all living beings suffered, so they established a world of universal harmony in the hope of freeing all things from their misery. Yet beneath the lamplight, not a glimmer of light could reach; beyond the radiance, not a trace of brilliance remained. The meticulous order was strange and rigid, and the imposing, magnificent edifice showed signs of collapse. Fiery meteors fell from the heavens, and the mortal realm was about to become a hell of karmic flames.
"This world has never been fair. I don't want to change any rules laid down by the gods. I only want to stand tall and demand justice from them." Born bearing the status of a condemned sinner, Li Fugui received the carefree record passed down through his family. Cloaked in wind and snow, he left a small town on the far north's border with the eternal night and stepped into the human world.
An arhat before the Buddha, with a vajra's bones and iron skin. A hand reaches out from the hell of karmic flames, amid tangled grievances and affections that cannot be severed from fate!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
