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

He glared with eyes as large as brass bells and bellowed, "Fight!"


"You even fought within the Changfeng Building with those civil officials. You have some nerve, eh? Ten of you against thirty-four, and you managed to incapacitate several of them to the bed. The Vice Minister's son took at least ten stools—speak up, who dealt the unfair blows?"


Excluding Li Guanyi, the other nine stepped forward in unison.


Both Li Guanyi and Gong Zhenyong's mouths twitched.


Li Guanyi pondered, then stepped forward.


"Your families are indeed capable and influential, not afraid of them, but today a group of people came to me!"


"I just got out of bed, opened the door, and there were thirty-four crimson robes!"


"And damn, an imperial purple robe was just standing there. I've never trembled like this even when facing the charge of the Tiger Barbarian Cavalry of Ying Country!"


"Damn it, I nearly went limp down there."


Chapter 119 Phoenix's Gift_3