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

Wen He looked at the youth before him with a gentle smile and felt the strength of his grasp on his arm growing stronger. After contemplating the young general's combat power, legend, and peerless bravery...


A scholar whose inner strength and physique ranked at most at the level of a Second Layer Heaven Martial Artist made this judgment.


Wen He's mouth curled slowly, and he casually supported himself on the arm, seizing Li Guanyi's arm with a gentle smile,


"Indeed, I was coming out to greet our Lord!"


"The wine has been warmed already, please."


Li Guanyi's mouth twitched as he said, "Old Master, you are too kind." He remained alert in his heart, entered the courtyard, fetched some side dishes and fine wine. Ling Pingyang guarded the outside, blocking the back door. Wen He pretended not to notice and poured the wine, saying,


Chapter 87: Wen He Joins the Ranks!