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

And when the Mystic Turtle saw Li Guanyi nod in agreement, it seemed to be quite elated.


It materialized the map that was on the back of the landscape painting directly onto its turtle shell, branding it there. Then, the Mystic Turtle dove into the scroll of the painting, swimming frantically and completely scrambled the map left by Duke Chen.


Li Guanyi's lips twitched. Was the Mystic Turtle not only cunning, but also so petty?


He felt helpless in his heart and mockingly said to himself:


Ding, your Dharma Form Mystic Turtle has marked a treasure location.


The Mystic Turtle appeared on Li Guanyi's shoulder, satisfied. Suddenly, Li Guanyi felt an elder speaking faintly from behind him, "This landscape painting left by our ancestor, Duke Chen, who is also known as Baxian, seems to contain the true essence of landscapes. The descendants with exceptional martial arts can comprehend martial skills."


Chapter 160: The Supreme Mystery of the Military School, The Treasure of Splitting the Earth and Sealing a King_3