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

"The Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, the Way of Humanity..."

Meng Chuan looked up at the void, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of Jin'ao Island, through the fierce winds of the nine heavens, and reaching the primordial Dao in the darkness.

He could sense that although his current strength was very strong, surpassing that of the Heavenly Dao Saint and the Earthly Dao Saint, he was still under the restriction of the Primordial Great Dao.

Even the Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, and the Way of Humanity, all rely on the Great Way, and he personally has no ability to destroy them or do anything to them.

"The Primordial Great Dao... or something that transcends it and all other Great Daos of the world... what exactly is it plotting?"

Meng Chuan muttered to himself, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Just then, three voices came from outside the quiet room, interrupting his thoughts.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, on attaining the Primordial Dao!"

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan!

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan!

The three voices came from the Tongtian Sect Leader, the Styx Ancestor, and Zhen Yuanzi, respectively.

Sensing Meng Chuan's breakthrough, the three sages rushed over immediately to congratulate him!

Meng Chuan composed himself, a smile appearing on his face, and got up to leave the quiet room.

Outside the quiet room, Tongtian, Minghe, and Zhenyuanzi stood side by side. When they saw Meng Chuan come out, they all bowed and greeted him.

Their faces were filled with genuine joy and admiration.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader spoke first, his tone tinged with emotion, "Having proven your Dao through force, you are the first since the Great God Pangu! From this day forward, no one in the primordial world can compare to you!"

Ancestor Styx nodded, a rare smile appearing on his usually cold face: "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, your advancement is something we old fellows are quite envious of!"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and smiled: "The Law of Power is the foremost of the three thousand laws. Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan's ability to prove the Dao through power is truly a blessing for the primordial world!"

Looking at the three sages, Meng Chuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart and returned their greeting with clasped hands: "Thank you for your protection of me for a thousand years. If it weren't for you three guarding Jin'ao Island, I would never have been able to peacefully go into seclusion and attain the Primordial Dao."

Tongtian waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Mengchuan, you're too kind. There's no need for thanks between us."

Styx nodded: "Fellow Daoist Mengchuan once helped me attain the status of a Saint of the Earthly Dao. I will always remember this kindness and gratitude. This matter of protecting the Dharma is nothing to mention."

Zhen Yuanzi also smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, there's no need to be so polite. I have already benefited greatly from witnessing the birth of a Saint of Strength."

As they were talking, more than ten more figures rushed over from the horizon.

Leading the group was none other than Emperor Fengdu, Dijiang, followed by ten other ancestral witches.

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Jin'ao Island, they rushed over from the underworld immediately.

"Brother Meng Chuan—!!"

Before Dijiang arrived, his voice preceded his arrival.

His voice was filled with barely concealed excitement and joy, "You really attained the Primordial Dao?!"

The eleven Ancestral Witches landed on Golden Turtle Island. Seeing the chaotic light emanating from Meng Chuan's body and feeling the terrifying pressure that surpassed that of a saint, they were all too excited to speak.

Looking at these familiar faces, Meng Chuan smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Brother Dijiang, and all my brothers, how have you been?"

Dijiang strode forward, patted Meng Chuan heavily on the shoulder, and laughed heartily: "Good lad! I knew you could succeed! You're the first since Pangu, the Father God, to prove the Dao through force!"

Zhu Rong also joined in, grinning, "Brother Meng Chuan, you're now the number one person in the primordial world!"

The other ancestral witches also offered their congratulations.

Meng Chuan responded with a smile to each of them.

These are all her brothers, and he has always treated them as his own brothers!

Just then, another aura flew in from the horizon.

That aura was noble and elegant, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible, saintly power.

Meng Chuan looked up and saw a five-colored ray of light descend from the sky, landing on Jin'ao Island and transforming into a stunningly beautiful figure dressed in palace attire.

It was none other than Nuwa, the goddess of the Demon Court.

Nuwa landed on Jin'ao Island, looking at Meng Chuan from afar. A complex look flashed in her eyes, and then she bowed gracefully: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, on attaining the Primordial Dao."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you're too kind."

Meng Chuan returned the greeting with a cupped hand, his tone calm.

His impression of Nuwa wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't bad either.

Because of his appearance and "intervention," the primordial world has long since deviated from its original trajectory.

Putting aside everything else, let's talk about Nuwa's brother, Fuxi, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Court. In the original timeline, he would have died in the final war between the Lich King and the Demon King, and later reincarnated as one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race...

But now, Fuxi is alive and well.

Nuwa hesitated for a moment before speaking, "One thousand one hundred years ago, my senior brother Laozi came to the Nuwa Palace to find me, intending for me to join forces with them to seize your Three Treasures of Creation from Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan..."

"However, I refused."

Before Meng Chuan could even speak after Nuwa uttered these words, Dijiang sneered, "Nuwa, it's a good thing you refused! Otherwise, my Wu Clan army would have crushed the Demon Court and exterminated the Demon Clan!"

Nuwa thought to herself, "As expected." Given the relationship between Meng Chuan and the Holy Houtu, these Ancestral Witches would definitely extend their affection to Meng Chuan because of his love for Houtu!

A thousand years ago, Meng Chuan was focused on his secluded cultivation and had set up an array to isolate himself from the outside world, so he was unaware of what had happened a thousand years ago.

He turned to look at Styx and asked, "Fellow Daoist Styx, please tell me in detail about the attack by Yuanshi a thousand years ago."

Styx nodded and recounted the details of the battle a thousand years ago.

When Meng Chuan heard that Yuanshi had gathered the Four Sages to besiege Jin'ao Island, and that Tongtian had single-handedly set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation to fight against the Four Sages but was at a disadvantage, Meng Chuan's face darkened.

His expression softened slightly when he heard that Styx and Zhen Yuanzi had arrived in time and that the four saints had returned empty-handed.

"Yuan Shi... a leopard can't change its spots!"

Meng Chuan sneered, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

Although he had asked Styx and Zhen Yuanzi to leave him a backup plan, he only thought that Yuanshi might not be able to sit still, but he didn't expect that he would actually guess right.

That Yuanshi thought that since Houtu was no longer in the primordial world, no one could kill him.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian."

Meng Chuan turned to look at the Tongtian Sect Leader, his tone calm, "For your sake, I won't make things difficult for your elder brother's father this time. But if he does something similar again in the future, don't blame me for not giving you face."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian couldn't help but give a wry smile, cupping his hands and saying, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mengchuan. If there's a next time, please feel free to do as you please."

He knew that Meng Chuan's words were already a huge favor to him.

After all, Laozi was his elder brother. The two only disagreed on their beliefs, which was a different matter from his feud with Yuanshi. But they were still brothers.

He was naturally grateful that Meng Chuan was willing to let him go.

Meng Chuan nodded, then his figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.