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

a few days later.

The coastal area, near the Black Wind Island ruins.

A patrol team from the Underworld Sect is conducting a routine patrol over the sea.

This squad, led by a mid-level Saint and commanded by ten lower-level Saints, was responsible for patrolling the waters near Black Wind Island to prevent the remnants of the Myriad Laws Palace from gathering there.

"Captain, what do you think headquarters is thinking? Black Wind Island has been reduced to ruins by the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, why are they sending us here to patrol?"

A young disciple of the Underworld Sect complained.

The team leader, a middle-aged man with a menacing scar on his face, sneered, "Enough nonsense. Just do what we're told. Who knows if those lunatics from the Myriad Laws Hall might launch a surprise attack?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The young disciple shrank back, not daring to say another word.

Just then—

A streak of light descended from the sky and landed a hundred feet in front of the patrol team!

He was a young man dressed in a green robe, with a calm face and indifferent eyes, and a token identifying him as a guest elder of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws hanging at his waist.

"People from the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws!"

The patrol team erupted in chaos, everyone brandishing their weapons and watching the newcomers warily.

The scarred captain narrowed his eyes, sizing up the newcomer, and sneered, "A guest elder of the Hall of Myriad Laws? A mid-level Saint? Tsk tsk, you've got some nerve, daring to come to the territory of the Underworld King Sect and cause trouble all by yourself?"

The young man, Meng Chuan, ignored his sarcasm and simply asked, "Are you from the Underworld Sect?"

"nonsense!"

The scarred captain spat, "I don't change my name, I'm Zhou Kui, captain of the Black Wind Island patrol team of the Underworld Sect!"

"oh."

Meng Chuan nodded, then asked, "Do you know Zhao Wuji?"

The scarred captain was taken aback: "Lord Zhao? Why are you asking him?"

Meng Chuan did not answer.

He simply raised his right hand and made a fist.

Then--

A punch was thrown!

This punch had no fancy techniques, no dazzling light of laws, only pure, overwhelming power!

Before the fist even arrived, the force of the punch had already compressed the air in front of them into an invisible wall, enveloping everyone in the patrol team!

Scarface Captain's expression changed drastically in an instant!

He tried to dodge, but the force of the punch had already locked onto his aura, making it impossible for him to evade!

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, swing his long sword, and meet the fist's powerful force head-on!

boom--!!

A loud bang!

The long sword in the scarred captain's hand shattered into pieces the moment it came into contact with the fist's energy!

Immediately afterwards, his body was struck as if by a mountain, and he flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his sternum caved in with a deep fist-shaped dent!

One punch, and he's seriously injured!

The remaining ten lower-level saints couldn't even withstand Meng Chuan's fist wind and were all blasted away. The weaker ones fainted on the spot!

Meng Chuan didn't even glance at those lower-level saints. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Scarface Captain, looking down at him.

"I'll ask you one more time—do you know Zao Wou-Ki?"

Scarface lay on the wrecked sea, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.

He nodded with difficulty: "I...I know..."

Where is he?

"Lord Zhao...Lord Zhao...went to...Netherworld Island...the stronghold of the Underworld King Sect there...to oversee defense affairs three days ago..."

The scarred captain spoke haltingly.

Meng Chuan got the information he wanted, nodded, and then waved his hand.

A destructive force was unleashed, instantly engulfing Captain Scarface.

Before Scarface Captain could even scream, he was reduced to ashes by the erosion of the Law of Destruction and vanished into the wind.

As for the other lower-level saints, Meng Chuan did not exterminate them all.

He turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and flew towards the direction of the Netherworld Island.

……

Netherworld Island, located at the northwestern end of the coastal area, is the second largest stronghold of the Underworld Sect in the coastal area.

The island is garrisoned by a high-level saint and five mid-level saints, with thousands of disciples under their command, and is heavily guarded.

But Meng Chuan's goal was not to attack Youming Island.

He's just here to find someone.

Black Gun Zhao Wuji.

Meng Chuan did not directly storm into Youming Island, but instead lay in wait on the island's outskirts.

He waited patiently, like an experienced hunter waiting for his prey to make a mistake.

Two weeks later, the opportunity came.

Zhao Wuji received orders to lead a team away from Youming Island and head to a nearby island to carry out a mission.

Meng Chuan followed silently.

When Zhao Wuji's group reached a remote sea area, Meng Chuan made his move!

He didn't give Zhao Wuji any chance to react—he went all out from the start!

The power of the five laws merged into one, transforming into a world-destroying fist aura that slammed straight into Zhao Wuji's face!

Zhao Wuji was, after all, one of the best among the mid-level saints of the Underworld Sect. He reacted extremely quickly and sensed the danger the moment Meng Chuan made his move. He suddenly shook the black spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear emitted a black light as he met the fist energy!

boom--!!

Fists and guns clashed, unleashing a deafening roar!

Zhao Wuji felt a terrifying force coming from the gun, which caused his tiger's mouth to split open and his entire right arm to lose all feeling!

He was terrified and blurted out, "Who are you?!"

Meng Chuan did not answer; his second punch followed immediately!

This punch was faster, fiercer, and more ruthless than the first one!

Zhao Wuji had no time to dodge and could only grit his teeth and raise his spear to block.

Click!

The black spear snapped in two!

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could react, Meng Chuan's third punch had already arrived!

The punch landed squarely on his chest!

puff--!!

Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the sea and stirring up a huge wave.

He struggled to stand up, but Meng Chuan was already in front of him, stepping on his chest and pressing him firmly into the seawater.

"Zhao Wuji?"

Meng Chuan looked down at him, his tone calm.

Zhao Wuji coughed up blood, staring intently at Meng Chuan, his voice hoarse: "You...who exactly are you...when did the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws produce someone like you...?"

Meng Chuan did not answer his question, but simply said, "Your head is worth three drops of Myriad Laws Soul Fusion Liquid and one Great Dao Spirit Fusion Pill."

"So, I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan exerted force with his foot, and the power of the Law of Destruction surged into Zhao Wuji's body, instantly shattering all his life force.

Zhao Wuji, the Black Spear, one of the most outstanding mid-level saints of the Underworld Sect, has fallen!

Meng Chuan bent down, took Zhao Wuji's storage ring, and put his corpse into his inner world, preparing to take it back to the headquarters of the Myriad Laws Hall to claim the bounty.

The whole process was clean, efficient, and completed in one go.

From the moment the attack was launched to the moment the kill was achieved, it took no more than ten breaths.

Before Zhao Wuji's men could even react, their leader was already dead.

Meng Chuan glanced at the dumbfounded disciples of the Underworld Sect, then turned and disappeared into the distance without lingering.

……

On the jade tablet in front of the council hall at the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

The name of Black Gun Zhao Wuji has quietly disappeared.

Instead, a new line of text appeared—

Bounty complete: Black Gun Zhao Wuji (already killed).

Completed by: Guest Elder - Meng Chuan.

The entire headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws was in an uproar!