Yan ZK

The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years.
In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions.
Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night.
At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world.
Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms.
Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields!
Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears!
"I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!"

Peace Order

Just then, a noisy clamor suddenly erupted from outside.


Zu Wenyuan raised his eyes slightly and muttered, "Here they come again."


Upon recalling what the young Taoist had said earlier, Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it the monks?"


"Even if the Emperor forbids ordinary government officials and constables from laying hands on monks and Taoists, would they dare to come and cause a commotion in the Taoist temple at this time?"


The elder seemed never to be angered, but simply stated:


"It's not without reason, of course. This place was originally a monastery."


Chapter 92: Your Title!_2