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

At that moment, he could even feel ripples like those made by a stone smashing into water, and within three breaths, Li Guanyi had pinpointed the location of the Qilin Palace. And as he confirmed the position of the Qilin, the entire "Four Symbols Sealing Spirit Formation" unfolded before his eyes.


It was as if the Formation Eye had been fixed; Li Guanyi's recent contemplations and learnings in that instant came alive with many epiphanies.


At the same time, the youth had already grasped his arm, and together, they strolled as he commented,


"I never thought you would be an Imperial Relative."


Li Guanyi replied, "I didn't expect you to be the Khan of the Tiele Tribe either."


He habitually reached out to pat the knife at his waist.


But when entering the palace, all weapons had been confiscated.


Chapter 97: Qilin, Return to Your Position!_3