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

"Generals and soldiers, you must not forget your manners!"


Li Guanyi commanded immense respect within the military.


The Qilin Army, looking at the distracted young strategist, took a synchronized half step forward.


With solemn expressions, their palms gripped firm, they struck their chest armors in unison.


A severe and piercing silence followed.


With a voice deep and solemn, they exclaimed, "We greet the Master!!!"


Their greeting was as grand as a tidal wave.


Ten thousand voices roared, prestigious generals knelt and bowed, wearing the strategist's Commander's Seal at their waists, swords in hand.


Chapter 40: Golden Spears and Iron Horses, with a Spirit that Swallows Wan Li like a Tiger!_4