My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

From Kunlun to the Southern Wilderness, it spans almost half of the prehistoric world.

Even with his True Immortal cultivation, it took Meng Chuan a long time to finally catch a glimpse of the scorching red horizon.

Located in the far south of the primordial wilderness, the Southern Wilderness is scorching hot all year round, dotted with volcanoes, and filled with subterranean fire and poisonous miasma.

Although there are few living beings, it is a favorite cultivation ground for fire-attribute and poison-attribute cultivators and living beings.

Meng Chuan pressed down the escape light and landed on a barren red rock.

The heat wave hit us, and the air was so dry it was scorching.

Looking out, the earth is cracked, and several volcanoes stand silently in the distance, with gray-white smoke swirling around their craters and occasional dark red lava slowly flowing down.

"In my memory, the Golden Dragon Scissors are located three thousand miles to the southwest, deep within the most active 'Burning Sky Volcano,' at the bottom of the Earth's core lava lake."

Meng Chuan paused to catch his breath, determined his direction, and set off again.

The name "Burning Sky Volcano" is truly fitting.

The mountain is over 10,000 feet high, entirely red, and its mouth constantly spews lava and thick smoke, turning half the sky dark red.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and burning.

Inside the volcano is a lava lake with a diameter of over a hundred miles, where crimson magma slowly surges and heat waves distort the space.

If an ordinary immortal were here, their protective aura would be burned through in less than ten breaths.

Meng Chuan was suspended above the lake, and the Hunyuan Golden Bucket cast a clear light to protect him, blocking most of the heat.

He swept his gaze across the lake and probed downwards with his divine sense.

The lake bottom was extremely deep, with terrifying pressure, and a fierce and sharp aura lurked within, like a lurking ferocious beast—that was the innate spiritual treasure Daoist charm emanating from the Golden Dragon Scissors.

"As expected, it's here."

Without hesitation, Meng Chuan leaped into the molten lake.

Thick, scorching magma pressed in from all sides, and even with the golden light protecting me, I could still feel the intense heat that could burn everything.

He activated his profound energy, and a faint golden luster appeared on his body as he broke through the magma and continued to descend.

Thousands of feet, three thousand feet, five thousand feet...

As the pressure increased and the temperature rose, the magma changed from red gold to dark gold, eventually transforming into a liquid fire essence that was almost black and as heavy as iron.

At this point, the clear light of the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron could only protect three feet around its body.

It has finally hit rock bottom.

The bottom of the lake is not rock, but a platform formed of dark gold fire crystals, smooth as a mirror.

In the center of the platform, two weapons resembling dragon tails, stacked and intertwined, floated silently.

It is about three feet long, cast in dark gold, with a blade that curves like a leaping dragon, forming scissor cuts at the intersections, and its sharp edge gleaming with a blood-red light.

Just looking at it makes my eyes sting, and my soul feels as if it is about to be cut by its sharpness.

Around the weapon, the void slightly distorted, and two crimson-gold dragon phantoms circled and roared silently, exuding a fierce and intimidating aura.

Golden Dragon Scissors – A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, an ultimate weapon of slaughter.

Meng Chuan held his breath and slowly stepped forward.

The closer they got, the stronger the fierce and sharp killing intent became.

Unlike the brutal destruction of the fragments of the God-Slaying Spear, the aura of the Golden Dragon Scissors is purer and more extreme, possessing only the killing intent of severing, tearing, and shattering.

He stopped three feet in front of the weapon and bowed deeply.

"I, Meng Chuan, have come here by fate. If this treasure has a spirit, would you be willing to follow me?"

The Golden Dragon Scissors showed no reaction; only the two illusory dragons moved faster, their crimson-gold eyes flashing with ferocity.

Meng Chuan said no more and slowly reached out to grasp the scissors handle.

Just as the fingertips touched it—

"roar--!!"

The two illusory images of crimson-gold dragons suddenly swelled up, transforming into giant dragons hundreds of feet long, and lunged at him with open mouths!

This is not an attack, but a counterattack from the innate restrictions of the Golden Dragon Scissors, and also a test of recognizing its master.

Meng Chuan's gaze sharpened. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his right hand forming a claw. The murderous aura of the God-Slaying Spear within him erupted, condensing into a phantom spear tip in his palm, which he thrust out towards the dragon's head!

At the same time, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron above his head shone brightly, enveloping and suppressing another dragon.

laugh--!!

The spear tip, formed from murderous aura, collided with the phantom of the dragon, producing a sharp sound like a branding iron hitting water.

The illusory dragon writhed violently, emitting painful howls. Its form rapidly dimmed, and finally disintegrated with a bang, turning into crimson-gold light spots that disappeared into the Golden Dragon Scissors.

The other dragon also struggled for a moment under the suppression of the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron's clear light before dissipating.

Meng Chuan finally gripped the Golden Dragon Scissors firmly in his hand.

The touch was icy, not from the cold of metal, but from a pure, sharp intent that could sever all things, rushing straight up the arm into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, countless fragmented images and information flooded in—

Before the chaos was divided, two innate killing principles interacted and fell into the core of the Southern Wilderness at the beginning of the primordial world. They absorbed endless core fire and transformed into a dragon. After countless years of entanglement and tempering, they finally became this pair of scissors!

On the day the cutting was completed, ten thousand volcanoes in the southern wilderness roared in unison, and the eruption of fire lasted for three years before subsiding.

This treasure does not contain the Great Dao, nor does it contain creation; it possesses only extreme killing power and sharpness. It can sever magical artifacts, cut physical bodies, and shatter divine souls. It is a rare treasure in the primordial world dedicated to slaughter!

That's all for now.

Meng Chuan opened his eyes, looked at the dark gold weapon flowing in his hand, and his thoughts stirred slightly.

The Golden Dragon Scissors trembled slightly, transforming into a stream of crimson-gold light that entered his brow and sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, facing the Primordial Golden Cauldron from afar.

One is serene and upright, the other fierce and sharp; they do not disturb each other.

At this point, he had completed the initial refining of the treasure.

"The purpose of this trip has been achieved."

Meng Chuan felt a little more at ease and was about to leave when he suddenly sensed something and his gaze fell on the edge of the fire crystal platform at the bottom of the lake.

There, at the boundary between magma and fire crystal, grows a strange plant.

It is no more than three feet tall, entirely crimson, and has three broad, crystal-clear leaves.

Nestled among the leaves is a fruit the size of a fist, shaped like a small sun.

The surface of the shell is covered with natural flame patterns, and inside it seems that lava is slowly rotating, exuding a pure and powerful aura of fire.

"The Earth Core Flaming Sun Fruit?"

Meng Chuan recognized through his memory that this fruit was a primordial spiritual object formed from the essence of the earth's core fire over ten thousand years. It contained the purest fire elemental source, which was of great benefit to tempering the physical body and strengthening the blood and qi. It was also a treasure for fire-attribute cultivators to break through barriers.

Unexpectedly, we met here.

He stepped forward and carefully picked the fruit. The fruit was warm in his hand, with Dao patterns flickering, and the lava inside was flowing faster, exuding a refreshing aura.

With just a slight sniff, one's blood and energy begin to surge.

"This place is rich in fiery energy and tempered by the killing aura of the Golden Dragon Scissors, making it an excellent place to consume spiritual fruits and seek breakthroughs."

After a moment's thought, Meng Chuan sat down cross-legged on the fire crystal platform.

He held the Earth Core Flaming Sun Fruit in his palm and slowly circulated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique.

The flame patterns on the fruit's surface seemed to come alive, and strands of pure and intense fire elemental essence flowed into the body through the arm.

boom--!!

Like oil being poured over a raging fire, Meng Chuan's blood and qi suddenly began to boil!