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

To realize my own dreams, to fulfill my own ambitions, not to nest in one place, not to smile servilely at those high and mighty aristocratic families, is such an exhilarating feeling.


To be able to materialize the technology I've pondered over in deep thought, to transform a model that could once only be displayed on a desk into something enlarged and practically applied.


Looking at the giant contraption that, as a youth, I had thought about as a small toy, now being deployed under the support of a marquis-level force, the Mo Family Master raised his head to see the gigantic mechanical device from his dreams rapidly becoming a reality in this world and stepping onto the global stage.


To change this era, to save these common people, with the passion suppressed for decades in my heart, relying on that bronze-cast mechanism, where the last part was cast by the Murong Family.


Chapter 86: Mr. Wen He, Li Guanyi Comes!_2