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

At that moment, he felt the residual sword shadow within him suddenly start to howl, and then quickly, that sword shadow fiercely collapsed downward, contracted, and transformed into a small sword that slowly rotated inside Li Guanyi's Dantian.


The sword shadow was clear and tranquil, very small, but with a hilt, a blade, and a spine, wonderfully intact.


It glowed with a faint red luminescence.


It was clearly a miniature version of the Chi Xiao Sword.


Between this Chi Xiao Sword and the real Chi Xiao Sword seemed to be a resonance, a connection. It was not a Divine Weapon, yet it bore some resemblance to the spirit division of a Divine Weapon, as though it had signed a covenant in advance, securing its position ahead of other Divine Sword class weapons.


Li Guanyi looked at the Chi Xiao Sword, assured it wouldn't suddenly lash out, he could finally relax.


Because the Chi Xiao Sword was fast asleep, incredibly peaceful.


Chapter 162: Grand Ceremony Begins, Chi Xiao Divides, Breaking Army's Ingenious Plan, Significant Changes Indeed_3