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

Chen Chengbi said, "Red Dragon Fire Power."


He sighed and said, "Yue Qianfeng, you harbor no good intentions."


"You probably deeply resent me. This surge of Red Dragon Fire Power has entered your body, who knows when it will erupt, injure your lungs and viscera, and burn your blood."


The old man's expression was complex. He was a pure martial artist, born into the royal family, but because his blood lineage was distant, he only practiced martial arts and cultivation. He felt regret for the young man's future and muttered, "Having your blood burn until it's dry and dying is a minor matter."


"This surge of Red Dragon Power could pose a great obstacle to your cultivation."


"It's possible that you'll be stuck at the second multi-story level for life until one day when the Red Dragon Power bursts forth, and you die of blood exhaustion. What a pity, a pity."


"To be loyal to the king and serve the country is how our kind should be!"


Chapter 110: Breaking Army, Shaking Light; Secret Talks with Elder Xue_3