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

"Today, I shall let Mr. Li see this sword,"


He held the sword but did not draw it from its scabbard. His back was straight as he spoke slowly:


"It is the vanguard for the people, the great trend of the world, striking up at the Emperor, down at the Marquises, a righteous person's anger, the world wrapped in mourning, rescuing the living and supporting the dying, a white rainbow piercing the sun, a comet assaulting the moon, this is the world's trend, the spirit between people, all tied to this sword."


"With this sword, I scorn kings and nobles!"


"Even if this body perishes, it can still bring change to the world."


"Besides, what does it matter if I'm of no use in state affairs, I have devoted this life to the sword, that's all."


A surge of Sword Intent burst forth, clear and resplendent, stronger than when Li Guanyi had crossed swords with him.


Just two short days, and he had transformed again.


Chapter 154: The Treasure of the Divine Weapon, Midnight Visitor_3