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

Using the Qilin Formation Diagram as an example to impart the content of the "Imperial Pole Worldly Scripture," Zu Wenyuan's suggestion was something Li Guanyi had no reason to refuse. He immediately said, "I am naturally willing."


The elder stroked his beard, only to have Li Guanyi close the door.


Li Guanyi shut all the doors and windows. Although it was only afternoon outside and the sun was still westward, far from setting, the room suddenly darkened. The old man lit a candle and said softly,


"Since it's a secret transmission, it can't fall on six ears."


Li Guanyi sat next to the old man, who pointed at the complex scroll and said, "The reason I suddenly thought to use this Qilin Pavilion's Formation Diagram to explain to you is firstly because you seem to have an interest in formations, and secondly, because of your cultivation body."


Li Guanyi asked, "My cultivation body? The Four Symbols gathered together?"


Chapter 92: Your Title of Nobility!