Heaven and earth are the crucible, and all living things are its fuel.
In a world where East and West intertwine, steam and runes coexist, upturned eaves and Gothic spires stand side by side, and transcendent cultivation flourishes alongside alchemical technology.
Yet beneath the world lurks a scar known as the Inner World.
It is a remnant of the ancient war between gods and demons. Evil gods pulse within it, while mutated beasts rampage across the land.
Chu Xiangtian was a child born with nothing going for him. When he was six, his hometown was destroyed, and an old boxing master found him among the ruins and took him deep into the mountains.
Ten years of training in the mountains taught him just one simple truth: the fist is reason, and strength is truth.
Relying on himself alone, Chu Xiangtian climbed on bones and carved out a path forward with his fists.
When the shadows of the Inner World engulf the mountain sect, and the gods' hypocrisy is peeled away layer by layer,
the youth who emerged from the mountains simply clenches his fists again and again.
He fights his way from the outer world into the Inner World, shattering mutated beasts with his unbreakable fists and punching through the domains of evil gods, until at last he stands before those who call themselves “gods.”
“You ask where my strength comes from?”
He grins.
“I punched my way to it, one fist at a time.”
When that domineering bell tolls, and its swaying pendulum comes to a stop,
he will be the final chapter of this story.
