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

One of the prominent schools of thought among All Schools, the Yin Yang Family ranked second among the Upper Three Seating.


Li Guanyi gripped his sword, his vigilance raised to the utmost.


Wasn't it said that this person had pursued a Great Formation that enveloped the entire Nine Provinces of the Central Plains and had long since retreated into the Martial World? Why would he appear here?


The grand sacrifice of Chen Country truly was a whirlpool; all sorts of people had already gathered here.


Why does every step seem to spring a great trap?


The youth bitterly complained in his heart.


Si Wei and Mr. Siming were archenemies. Li Guanyi quietly retreated, his right hand gripping the hand crossbow at his waist. Suddenly, he drew it and shot towards a copper bell to the side, intending to create enough noise to attract Elder Xue.


But the crossbow arrow shot out slowly and weakly, finally freezing in mid-air.


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