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

The old man laughed heartily, chanting the second layer of the "Six Void Four Union Divine Skill" under his breath. The sound, however, only reached Li Guanyi's ears, not a word traveled beyond. Then, without any visible movement, his Inner Qi vibrated, shaking off Li Guanyi's wrist before thrusting forward with his palm.


Although the elder suppressed his Inner Qi at the second layer, the weight of his force was still terrifying.


Li Guanyi retreated, employing the straightforward Military School stepping skills, backing straight into the wall and nearly toppling a bookshelf.


Li Guanyi countered by clasping the old man's palm, saying, "Elder, let's take this fight outside."


"If we collapse this archive, I fear General Gong and I will both end up in the tiny dark room."


"Fight outside? Isn't it more interesting to fight here?!"


"Boy, let's make a deal: we can't knock down these walls or books; whoever does loses!"


Chapter 132: Grand Martial Contest, Acquiring Divine Skill Again_3