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

The realm of the gods was far larger than Meng Chuan had imagined.

He flew eastward, passing through endless wastelands and deserts, occasionally seeing some dilapidated city ruins and scattered gathering places of cultivators.

He stopped at several gathering places, interacted with local monks, and inquired about information about the divine realm.

However, most cultivators had a similar understanding of the Divine Realm as he did—they only knew it was a cage that trapped them, and no one could explain the truth of this world.

Meng Chuan was not discouraged and continued on his way.

He traversed mountains and rivers, crossed deserts and traversed oceans.

He had seen life forms of all shapes and sizes, some as huge as mountains, some as small as dust, some as hot as flames, and some as cold as ice.

He has witnessed fierce battles and peaceful transactions.

He had seen cultivators fight fiercely over a supreme treasure, and he had also seen cultivators sit in meditation for ten thousand years in order to comprehend a certain law.

The Divine Realm is like a miniature version of the myriad worlds, trapping powerful beings from different worlds within its confines.

Over thousands of years, Meng Chuan traveled to the ends of every direction in the divine realm.

He saw the boundary of this world—an invisible sealing force, like a giant dome, enveloping the entire divine realm.

The sealing power was extremely strong. Even with his current strength, a full-force attack could only cause a ripple in the sealing power, and it was impossible to break through it.

"It seems... we're trapped in a corner of this divine realm."

Meng Chuan stood at the edge of the divine realm, looking at the invisible barrier before him, lost in thought.

He tried various methods to break through this barrier, but all ended in failure.

In addition, all the beings he has encountered over the years are from various worlds and heavens; there is not a single "native" being among them.

This is also why he concluded that they were trapped in a corner of the divine realm.

……

During an exploration, Meng Chuan encountered an unexpected person.

He was a burly man, resembling a human by seven or eight points, with a resolute face and eyes as bright as stars, exuding a domineering and sharp aura.

Although Meng Chuan was at a disadvantage in his battle with his opponent, they became acquainted through the fight, and Meng Chuan learned the identity of his opponent—Gu Moro, ranked second on the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking!

"I guessed you were Meng Chuan when you displayed the laws just now."

Gumoro laughed.

The two exchanged a glance, neither showing much hostility.

Gumoro glanced at him, then said, "Are you also looking for a way to leave this place?"

"also?"

Meng Chuan was puzzled.

"I've met most of the people on the list, and they're all looking for a way to leave this place... At first, we wanted to return to our hometown. But thousands of years ago, the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking appeared, making us realize that the Divine Realm should have indigenous people."

Gumoro said, "From that time on, I stopped being obsessed with leaving my hometown. I just wanted to leave this prison-like corner and enter the real world of the gods."

Meng Chuan suddenly realized that everyone thought the same thing.

Meng Chuan smiled wryly, "I don't know when we'll be able to get out of here."

Gumoro shook his head: "Unless we can gather enough powerful individuals to attack simultaneously and forcefully break the seal with overwhelming force, it will be very difficult to leave..."

"and……"

He paused, then gave a wry smile: "You can probably guess that this is almost impossible."

Gumoro continued, "Those of average strength wouldn't easily gather with us. They're also worried that we might take advantage of them for their most precious treasures. Those who can come here are all shrewd individuals who have lived for countless years in their original worlds; they wouldn't risk their lives so easily."

Meng Chuan fell silent.

He knew that what Gumoro said was true.

In the God Realm, a world where the strong prey on the weak, trust is a luxury.

Those cultivators with weaker strength will instinctively remain vigilant and keep their distance when facing the top ten strongest individuals.

It is almost impossible to gather them together to break the ban.

"Moreover," Gumoro continued, "even if we could gather a group of people, we might not be able to break through this seal. The power of this seal far exceeds our imagination."

Meng Chuan remained silent for a long time before asking, "So what do you plan to do? Just stay trapped here?"

Gumoro smiled, a smile tinged with both helplessness and determination: "Of course not. I'm waiting."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Once I become strong enough," Gumoro said, "once I've fused with the sixth and seventh laws, once I possess the power to break this seal, I will leave this place."

He looked at Meng Chuan and said, "You're the same. Instead of pinning your hopes on others, it's better to improve your own strength. That's the most reliable way."

After Gumoro finished speaking, he turned and left, disappearing into the vastness of the world.

Meng Chuan stood there, looking in the direction where Gu Moro had disappeared, lost in thought.

Gumoro's words, though cruel, were the truth.

In the realm of gods, strength is everything.

Without sufficient strength, even trust is a luxury.

"To increase our strength...?"

Meng Chuan muttered to himself, his gaze hardening.

He knew what he had to do next.

……

Ten thousand years later.

Meng Chuan ended his long exploration and returned to the Void Rift.

He brought back detailed information about the divine realm, as well as knowledge about that layer of sealing.

More importantly, he brought back a determination—to increase his strength until he possessed the power to break the seal!

However, he always felt that perhaps a "new turning point" would occur before they even had enough power.

He felt that the appearance of the "Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking" was not so simple.

Those who can see it are probably still the natives of the Divine Realm!

After learning of their existence, would those native powerful beings of the divine realm do nothing?

When Meng Chuan returned to the Void Rift Valley, Yan Qing had not yet successfully integrated the Law of Space into the previous three Laws.

He was not surprised by this.

If it were that simple, someone who arrived so late wouldn't have been able to climb to seventh place on the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking.

A new turning point came very quickly!

On this day, the world changed color!

A terrifying force swept down from the sky, shaking the entire earth!

In an instant, the density of spiritual energy in the world surged, and the laws became increasingly clear!

"This is……"

At that moment, Meng Chuan had a very strong intuition—

The "sealing" of the isolated island that trapped them has been broken!

The one who made the move was most likely the "Great Dao" of the Divine Realm, and it was definitely not a human act!

If it were done by human hands, that one move just now would not have been as simple as breaking the seal; it could have easily crushed all the visitors from all realms on the island, including him!