Flames of Steel

Taking over the world is too exhausting. Let's farm and raise an army instead! That sounds much more fun.

Thousands of years ago, when masters from every sect swarmed in to attack me, I was no match for them!

I shattered my body to escape!

My flesh and bones turned into a mist of blood, and my cultivation was completely destroyed.

Then, one day, long afterward, my broken soul possessed the body of a dying young man.