Spiritual energy is toxic, and gray fog veils the sky. In this despairing world, where cultivating immortality means becoming something else, the higher a cultivator's rank, the less human they become. Tang Yu, a menial disciple of the Qingyun Sect, was born with his dantian sealed shut by an "innate lock." Reduced to a lowly pawn handling forbidden waste, he could become expendable material for mutation experiments at any moment.
That is, until a bloodstained strip of an ancient bandage burrowed into his meridians.
It filters the gray fog, devours mutations, and turns the world's most foul and uncanny horrors into the purest nourishment. If he cannot absorb qi and cultivate immortality, then he simply won't cultivate! Using his body as a furnace and the uncanny as fuel, he will walk an unprecedented path of forbidden martial arts.
His skin like hide, his sinews and bones like iron, his organs rumbling like thunder.
While the sect's prodigies still endure spiritual contamination and practice incomplete techniques, Tang Yu uses his iron fists to shatter the protective spiritual light of Foundation Establishment cultivators and tear apart mutated elders who are half-human, half-demon.
"Immortal masters? Just a bunch of mutated false immortals."
"If this world won't let people live, then I'll use these fists to smash your so-called Heavenly Dao to pieces!"
From a living corpse in a mass grave to a Martial God whose fists subdue the heavens.
This punch will shatter the entire polluted sky!
