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!"

"Is this the golden iron left behind by the Jiuli Warlord?!"


"The real national treasure has awakened?!"


Everyone couldn't care about anything else, rushing to the core of the Southwest Prince Mansion, only to see bursts of evil spirit rising skyward, faintly awakening, spirituality magnificent. Duan Qingyu and the others changed their colors, unsure of who was murmuring the ancient legend.


"In ancient times, the golden iron to forge swords left by the Jiuli Warlord."


"When the Warlord was defeated, he threw out the weapon in his hand, turning into golden iron, connecting with the earth's veins. The legend says that when the Warlord returns, he will use this golden iron to forge the Divine Weapon again, sweeping away all strong enemies, and finally slaying the Red Dragon to seize the world."


Chapter 1372 - Chapter 110: The Qi of the Southwest Belongs to the Nine Cauldrons, Under the Long Wind, the Qilin Remains