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!"

The military god Jiang Su, who commands awe wherever he goes, has held sway for three hundred years.


Am I to decide who ranks above the other?


Once chastised by Sword Madman Murong Longtu with a sword scabbard, Tu Shengyuan refused to meddle, pondering for a long while before the longtime free-spirited Guest Elder of The World's First Building comprehended the essence of muddling through, seeking out the Tower Master:


"This matter is truly beyond what you or I can judge. The other renowned generals of the world can still be ranked based on their achievements, martial arts, strategy, and victories or defeats. In essence, this is just what scholars often do."


Chapter 1778 - Chapter 75: Bold Enough to Swallow the World