Bone-Forged Artisan

Shen Yan, crawling out of a pile of bones in a mine pit, forged himself into a blade. The Heavenly Works Bureau had exploited the Heaven-Born Contractors for three hundred years, extracting souls to forge malevolent energy, with iron chains binding half the nation's wronged spirits. His uncle Shen Gui held the chains, ready to skin him alive, while his sworn brother A Qi, with a broken leg and an arrow wound, clutched a little bean he had just fished out of the malevolent aura. Inheriting the three-hundred-year legacy of Ou Yezi, he forged armor from bones, crafted weapons with six fingers, and toppled a branch of the Heavenly Works Bureau with three thousand skeletons, then plunged straight into the deadly trap of Qingzhou. The bait laid by the Artisan Ancestor had taken effect, pursuers snapped at his heels, and the malevolent aura gnawed at his sanity. He never aspired to be the Chosen One; he only wanted to smash a hole in this man-eating world. The three thousand bone ashes hidden in the hematite by Ou Yezi were the final spark. This era was due for a change. — Description from novelcodex.org