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

Gongsun Meng saw Li Zhaowen's lips curve into a smile and leaned forward to take a look.


She saw a group of young men with military merit facing off against a group of noble sons from civil servant families. She was confused for a moment before Li Zhaowen, with a smile, said, "It seems I'll have to stay a while longer today. I've seen this gentleman before at the Taoist Temple east of the city. I've been busy visiting people everywhere for several days and haven't seen him again."


"I didn't expect that this gentleman, who doesn't wear jade, comes from no mean background."


"Miss Meng truly has unparalleled charm."


Chapter 117: I am Li Guanyi from Jiangzhou!