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

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Meng Chuan waved his hand and said to the monster, "Alright, you can go now."

The monster, as if granted a pardon, quickly scrambled to its feet, its eight legs paddling rapidly as it disappeared into the sea without a trace.

Yan Qing walked to Meng Chuan's side and asked, "Teacher, what do we do now?"

Meng Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Since the aura of the forbidden area will dissipate over time, we don't need to rush. Let's find a place to settle down first, cultivate for a while, and then go to that island after the aura has completely dissipated."

Tapa nodded: "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan is right. Anyway, we've waited for so many years, what's a few thousand more?"

After the three of them discussed it, they began looking for a suitable place to stay nearby.

Soon, they found a deserted island tens of thousands of miles away from the floating island.

The island was small, only a few dozen miles in circumference. It was barren and devoid of any vegetation, but it was secluded and had no powerful aura.

Meng Chuan and his two companions landed on the island, cleared out a small area, and settled down temporarily.

"That floating island can serve as our first stop in exploring the divine realm."

Meng Chuan stood at the edge of the island, gazing at the distant, faintly visible island in the sky, and said, "But before we set foot on that island, we must make sure that the forbidden zone aura on our bodies has completely disappeared, so as not to expose our identities as extraterrestrial demons."

Yan Qing and Tapa both nodded.

They all knew that once their identities as extraterrestrial demons were exposed, they would likely attract the attention of even more powerful natives of the divine realm, and might even be hunted down.

Before you have enough strength, keeping a low profile is the best choice.

So the three of them settled down on that deserted island.

Meng Chuan began to study the fifth law.

The fifth law he chose was the law of time.

The Law of Time ranks extremely high among the three thousand laws, second only to the Law of Force, and on par with the Law of Space.

If he can fully comprehend the Law of Time and successfully integrate it into the four existing laws, his strength will surely leap forward once again.

However, the difficulty of comprehending the laws of time far exceeded his imagination.

Even with the Law of Power as his foundation, and even with the assistance of supreme treasures such as the Heaven-Opening Axe and the God-Slaying Spear, his progress in comprehending the truth was still extremely slow.

The laws of time are truly profound.

It involves the past, present, and future, and touches upon cause and effect, destiny, and reincarnation.

To comprehend the laws of time, one must not only understand the essence of time, but also be able to perceive its flow, and even be able to capture that fleeting opportunity in the long river of time.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged on a rock at the highest point of the deserted island, surrounded by the light of the four laws, attempting to draw upon the power of the surrounding time law.

However, the power of the laws of time is as slippery as an eel, always slipping through his fingers just as he is about to grasp it.

One year, two years, five years...

Ten years, a hundred years, five hundred years...

Time slowly slipped away amidst the tedious contemplation.

Meng Chuan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He found himself stuck in a bottleneck—he could sense the existence of the laws of time, but he couldn't truly touch them, let alone comprehend them.

"The laws of time... truly live up to their name."

Meng Chuan opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He glanced at Yan Qing, who was not far away.

Yan Qing was also cultivating. She was surrounded by four kinds of light: the Law of Time, the Law of Life, the Law of Wood, and the Law of Space. She was trying to integrate the Law of Space into the three existing laws.

Her progress was going more smoothly than Meng Chuan had imagined.

Although the integration is not yet complete, we have already figured out some of the tricks of the trade.

Meng Chuan didn't disturb her, and glanced at Tapa again.

Tapa was also cultivating; its body, composed of black crystals, shimmered with a cold, eerie light in the sunlight.

It is comprehending the fifth law, which seems to be a law that leans towards the dark side.

The three cultivated their skills separately, without disturbing each other.

Time continues to flow.

In the blink of an eye, another three thousand years have passed.

On this day, Meng Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

A hint of helplessness flickered in his eyes.

Three thousand years have passed, and his understanding of the laws of time is still at a barely advanced stage, far from perfection.

However, he wasn't too discouraged.

The Law of Time is, after all, one of the top three laws. It would be strange if it were so easy to comprehend and perfect it.

Most importantly, this is not a place where the laws of time are clearly defined.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and then looked towards the distant floating island.

"Three thousand years have passed... The so-called 'forbidden zone aura' on us has probably dissipated by now."

He turned to look at Yan Qing and Tapa.

Yan Qing was still cultivating, but the light of the laws surrounding her was much more stable than it had been three thousand years ago.

Clearly, she has made considerable progress in integrating spatial laws.

Tapa had also stopped cultivating and was standing not far away, gazing in the direction of the floating island.

Tapa spoke up, "How about we try again?"

Meng Chuan nodded: "That's exactly what I was thinking."

He woke Yan Qing up, and the three of them tidied up before flying back towards the floating island.

This time, they flew with greater ease.

As they approached the island, the native inhabitants of the divine realm who passed by them no longer stared at them with strange looks.

"It seems that the so-called forbidden area aura does indeed disappear over time."

Tapa remarked.

Yan Qing also breathed a sigh of relief: "At least I don't have to worry about my identity being exposed anymore."

Meng Chuan nodded, his gaze falling on the approaching floating island ahead.

Upon closer inspection, the island was even larger than they had imagined.

The entire island is suspended above the clouds, with jagged rocks at its bottom and a flat land on top.

The land is covered with all kinds of buildings.

There are towering towers, magnificent palaces, orderly streets, and also simple shacks.

The various architectural styles are mixed together, which appears somewhat chaotic, yet reveals a unique vitality.

Several entrances and exits are located on the edge of the island, guarded by cultivators from the divine realm.

The cultivators guarding the area were all quite powerful, roughly equivalent to those who had fused three different laws.

Meng Chuan and his two companions followed the flow of people and entered the island through one of the entrances.

Upon landing on the island, they discovered that most of the creatures coming and going were humanoid, which made Meng Chuan and his companions' appearance seem perfectly natural.

The three strolled down the street, observing their surroundings.

There are many shops and stalls on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of items.

There were weapons, elixirs, ores, medicinal herbs, and some strange and unusual things they had never seen before.

"This... seems to be a trading market?"

Yan Qing said with some surprise.

Meng Chuan also noticed it.

This island is less a city and more a large trading market.

Most of the monks coming and going were there to buy and sell items.

"Let's go and find out what kind of place this is," Meng Chuan said.

The three of them found a restaurant that looked lively and went inside.

Inside the restaurant, the place was bustling with noise as cultivators of all kinds gathered together, drinking, chatting, and exchanging information.

Meng Chuan found a corner to sit down, ordered a pot of wine, and then listened intently to the conversations of the cultivators around him.

Through those conversations, he gradually learned about the island.

This island is called "Wanfa Island".

Wanfa Island is a trading market under the control of an indigenous force in the Divine Realm called "Wanfa Palace".

Here, you can buy and sell various cultivation resources, post bounty missions, and exchange information.

If you have enough chips, you can buy almost anything you want here.

Of course, that's assuming you can afford the price.

"The Hall of Ten Thousand Laws... Trading Market..."

Meng Chuan silently repeated these two words in his mind, gaining a general understanding of the nature of this island.

He picked up his glass, took a sip of his drink, and then continued listening to the conversation around him.

Suddenly, he overheard a conversation.

"Have you heard? The seal on that forbidden area seems to have been broken, and all the extraterrestrial demons inside have escaped."

"Hmph, a bunch of outsiders, daring to run wild on our divine territory? If you ask me, we should all capture them and refine them into pills!"

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