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

This furnace of Eternal Moon had been passed down from his teacher, who had betrayed his own master. Because of this treasure medicine, he had killed his own teacher. The inheritance among alchemists was difficult, mostly for this reason.


At this moment, his heart was like being cut with knives, and his scream sounded as eerie as an owl:


"This medicine has been tempered for a full eighty years!"


"Eighty years, just a few months shy of the solar number of ninety-nine and eighty-one years."


"Just lacking the Mountain Marrow of South Mountain, just a few months, I killed you, I killed you!!!"


Li Guanyi staggered backwards, dropping the bronze tripod to the ground.


Seeing a little residue still left inside, Hou Zhongyu wished he could dive in and consume every last bit. Noticing Li Guanyi's skin rapidly reddening, Hou Zhongyu felt boundless killing intent mixed with envy and jealousy, along with an indescribable emotion.


Chapter 105 Four Spirits Primordial, Breakthrough, Slay the Enemy!