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 wind was brushing her hair tips and the hem of her clothes, adding a threefold grace to her handsomeness.


She turned sideways, calmly and with a smile, she clasped her hands together, "I hadn't yet congratulated Mr. Li, your martial arts excellence is renowned far and wide!"


Li Guanyi said, "It's just good luck, that's all."


Li Zhaowen laughed, "Good luck can't account for your fame, nor can it allow anyone to consecutively defeat the renowned Little Sword Saint Xu Huixiang, or battle back and forth with Yuwen Hua who unlocked the secret technique of Dharma Form, and ultimately win."


"Oh, stop being so modest, come on, have a seat!"


She pulled Li Guanyi to sit down, exchanged cups, and after three rounds of drinks, dismissed those around them, and said, "I invited Mr. Li over today, first to congratulate you, and second, to offer a word of caution..."


Chapter 161: The Phoenix's Pact, The Opportunity of the Chi Xiao Sword_3