ENG
The mighty general, like thunderclouds,
Descends with lightning to the mortal crowds.
In battles fierce, both sides contend,
Life was hard, and hardships transcend.
The newly forged soul, having barely accustomed to his armors yet, heard that the Jade Emperor, in his fury, had dispatched a hundred thousand celestial soldiers to descend and subdue yaoguais. Fearing that he was not yet skilled with his weapon, the celestial captain gave him an iron bow and instructed him to stay at the rear and shoot arrows.
Descending to the mortal realm with the others, he saw banners flying and weapons gleaming. Eighteen celestial nets covered the mountains, and it seemed all celestial beings, be their constellation officers or admiral had come to surround the area tight. The battle raged with relentless fury, sand and stones whirling through the air. The sky and earth darkened as dust and debris filled the universe.
The newly recruited celestial soldier had barely fought when a powerful force stunned him. When he awoke, he found himself in front of a tower behind the Tushita Palace corridor. Two Daoist boys were carrying him inside. A Daoist boy greeted him with a smile, "Luckily, your armor isn't ruined, or you couldn't be healed." As he spoke, the boy pushed him into a mold, arranged the armor pieces, and poured boiling metal over him again.
Emerging from the quenching pool, a lightning flash sent him back to the battlefield.
Dazed and still in pain, the new soldier stood on the battlefield, unsure of which celestial deity had struck him again with a golden wave, and he found himself once more in front of the Tushita Palace tower.
After that, he was burned, drowned, and shocked, but each time his armor remained whole. Hence, he was reforged and sent back to the battlefield again.
Unbearable! He grabbed a weapon from the ground, finally resolving that he could not suffer alone. Rebelling against the Celestial Court seemed the only way out.
This story begins with a huge celestial army sent by the Jade Emperor to the mortal world to fight yaoguais. One of those recruits is a newly forged soul who has only just gotten his armor and is still learning to use his weapon. Because he is inexperienced, his captain gives him an iron bow and tells him to stay in the rear and shoot arrows instead of fighting up close.
When they descend, the battlefield is intense: banners and weapons everywhere, eighteen celestial nets thrown across the mountains, and what feels like the whole celestial command present. The fighting is brutal, with sand and stones whipped through the air and dust filling the sky, so the scene is chaotic and dangerous.
Very soon after he reaches the frontlines he is hit by a force so strong he is stunned. He wakes up not on the field but in front of a tower behind the Tushita Palace corridor, carried by two Daoist boys. One boy notes his armor is intact and, while smiling, pushes him into a mold, arranges the armor pieces and pours boiling metal over him again to remold it.
He is dragged through the process of quenching and reforging and then suddenly a lightning flash throws him back into battle. He is dazed and in pain, unsure which celestial deity struck him with a golden wave, and then finds himself once more back at the tower outside Tushita Palace.
This cycle repeats: he is burned, drowned, shocked, but each time his armor stays whole. The Celestial Court keeps remolding him and sending him back to fight, treating him like a tool that can be repaired and reused rather than as a person.
Finally he reaches his breaking point. Unable to endure being tortured and recycled again and again, he grabs a weapon from the ground and decides he cannot suffer alone. He resolves to rebel against the Celestial Court, which is presented as the only way out of his repeated abuse.