Heavenly Fire Forges Dust

Immortals look down on the human world and regard all living beings as embryos, and those who do not become weapons are all dust and mud. Lin Shuo is that speck of dust. Born in the common world, without spiritual roots, unable to ignite the immortal fire, they are impurities destined to be forged away. When the Immortal Realm lowered the pure fire to cast the divine weapons and smelt the common people into weapon souls, he stood up from the ruins. What pulses in the palm is the light that cannot be swallowed by the fairy fire - it is the warmth in the smoke of mortals, the anger in the bones and blood, and the unyielding obsession deep in the soul. Its name is "fire". "You use the way of heaven as your hammer and forge your weapons ruthlessly." Lin Shuo held the cluster of glimmering light and raised his head to the sky: "Today, I, this speck of dust—" "Come and temper you, the unkind Heaven!" ""Heaven Fire Forges Dust"" - Look at a grain of mortal dust, turn unyielding into fire, and burn the celestial dome.