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 Martial Artist's Primordial Spirit was entangled with the terrifying ancient poison.


He continually resisted the erosion of the poison before confronting Tantai Xianming.


The flickering lights reflected in his eyes, reminiscent of his youthful days of glory though he was born a mere farmer with a brilliant natural talent, mastering any Martial Arts instantly. He once thought that fighting was no different from brawling; winning was all that mattered.


Yet, he faintly saw the General's silhouette from behind, that man turned his head around, after ten years of slaughter, he had almost forgotten what the mentor who taught him Martial Arts and led him to the battlefield looked like, but he still remembered his words.


'What we fight for is more important than the fight itself.'


'In times of chaos and darkness, we must hold on to this conviction. If everyone resorts to deceit and schemes, the world will become too dark, and corrupted hearts are no good.'


Chapter 166: Cunning Hero, Hero, Turning the Tide!_3