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

At the summit of Kunlun, above the sea of ​​clouds.

Tongtian and Mengchuan stood a thousand feet apart, suspended in mid-air.

Below, the sea of ​​clouds churns, and in the distance, majestic mountains rise.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

Tongtian bowed, and the Qingping Sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, its clear and melodious sound resounding throughout heaven and earth.

"please."

Meng Chuan reached out, and the God-Slaying Spear appeared in his palm.

The gun was jet black with flowing dark red patterns, and a single point of cold light at the tip swallowed up all the surrounding light.

The moment the complete God-Slaying Spear appeared in the world, a terrifying killing aura that caused all things to wither and all laws to be destroyed erupted!

The sea of ​​clouds was instantly torn apart, the mountains trembled, and birds and beasts took flight in fright!

Laozi and Yuanshi's expressions changed slightly.

"This gun..."

A hint of apprehension flashed in Yuan Shi's eyes.

The oppressive aura of a complete innate supreme treasure, even before it was activated, already made those at the peak of the Great Luo realm feel trembling.

What's even more terrifying is that the purity and antiquity of that killing principle far surpasses the Styx's Yuan Tu A Bi, and even faintly transcends "killing" itself, touching upon the forbidden realms of "destruction" and "end".

"Great gun!"

A dazzling light flashed in Tongtian's eyes; instead of being surprised, he was delighted. "Such a ferocious weapon is worthy of you, fellow Daoist! Come!"

Without another word, he drew his Qingping Sword completely, his figure transforming into a streak of azure sword light, piercing straight at Meng Chuan's face!

The sword light flashed like lightning, sharp and unparalleled. A cold glint at the tip of the sword had already locked onto Meng Chuan's aura.

Meng Chuan remained calm, gripping his gun with both hands, and thrust it forward to meet the flash of the sword.

The gun was fired, but silently.

However, a condensed dark red bloodline tore through the void and collided precisely with the cyan sword light.

clang--!!

The clang of metal on metal was deafening, and a terrifying shockwave swept through the sea of ​​clouds.

The two figures swayed simultaneously, and then launched another attack.

Sword flashes like rain, spear shadows like dragons.

The Heavenly Sword Technique is exquisite and unparalleled; each sword strike contains a sharp sword intent that severs cause and effect and shatters the void.

The sword light was ever-changing, and the attacks were like a tidal wave.

Meng Chuan's spear technique is simple yet profound; each strike is aimed directly at the vital point, using force to overcome skill.

He did not use his full strength, but only seven-tenths of his cultivation to deal with the attack. His spear technique was solid and heavy, blocking all of Tongtian's attacks and defending against them without leaving any gaps.

clang!clang!clang!

……

The clanging of metal against metal was as dense as rain, and the two figures flashed rapidly in the void. Each collision shattered space and dissipated the Daoist energy.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves had passed.

Tongtian frowned more and more as the battle raged on.

He could sense that although Meng Chuan's marksmanship was strong, he always left room for maneuver, as if an invisible wall was blocking all of his sword light, but he did not really exert his strength to counterattack.

"Fellow Daoist!" Tongtian suddenly stepped back, stood with his sword in hand, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, "You did not use your full strength."

Meng Chuan sheathed his spear, his expression calm: "Fellow Daoist's swordsmanship is exquisite; I am currently savoring it."

"taste?"

Tongtian shook his head, his tone solemn, "I invited you to spar with me in order to verify the Great Dao and seek an opportunity for breakthrough. If you have reservations and hold back your attacks, what is the point of this sparring?"

He pointed his sword at Meng Chuan, his gaze intense: "Fellow Daoist, please unleash your full power!"

Looking at the pure, unquestionable fighting spirit in Tongtian's eyes, Meng Chuan remained silent for a moment before slowly nodding.

"it is good."

He said no more and gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly with both hands again.

His aura suddenly changed.

The solemn and heavy atmosphere vanished instantly, replaced by a terrifying killing intent that could sever all things and destroy all laws!

His late-stage, perfected Great Luo power erupted with a roar, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron shone with a clear light, the Daoist rhyme of the Dinghai Pearl flowed, and a powerful force of blood and qi, as majestic as Mount Buzhou, rose from his body!

The primordial spirit, physical body, spiritual treasure, and Dao principles—four powers—perfectly merged at this moment, all pouring into the God-Slaying Spear.

Dark red Dao patterns moved across the gun barrel as if they were alive, and a cold light at the tip of the gun was concentrated to the extreme, as if even light, spacetime, and cause and effect would be pierced and ended by this cold light.

Tongtian's pupils suddenly contracted.

At that moment, he finally felt the real pressure.

That was a terrifying killing intent that could threaten his life and make his very soul tremble!

"Come!"

With a thunderous roar, sword energy surged from his body, and the Qingping Sword shone brightly, transforming into a giant azure sword that stretched across the heavens and earth, slashing down fiercely towards Meng Chuan!

This sword strike exhausted all of his late-stage Great Luo cultivation, representing the ultimate expression of his swordsmanship!

As the sword was drawn, the world lost its color, leaving only a streak of azure sword light that cleaved yin and yang and severed time and space!

Meng Chuan's eyes flashed with fierceness as he thrust his spear forward to meet the colossal sword that seemed to cleave the heavens.

Nothing fancy, nothing different.

Only the purest, most direct, and most domineering thrust!

The gun shot out, and a dark red line of blood tore through the sky. Wherever it passed, all things fell silent, and all laws ceased to exist.

It was as if this shot would end this era and begin the next cycle.

Swords and spears clashed once more.

There was no explosion, no loud noise.

There was only a soft hissing sound, like cloth being torn.

The moment the tip of the cyan greatsword touched the dark red bloodline, it was torn apart!

The sword light shattered, and the sword intent dissipated.

The dark red bloodline continued its relentless advance, instantly piercing through the towering protective sword light and striking his left shoulder.

puff--!!

Blood splattered everywhere.

Tongtian let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward, crashing into several mountain peaks before he could barely regain his footing.

He knelt on one knee, using his sword as a support. A fist-sized hole pierced through his left shoulder, from front to back, and pale golden blood gushed out like a spring.

At the wound, a terrifying killing intent raged, preventing the flesh from healing and constantly eroding his primordial spirit.

Tongtian's face was pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes shone with an unprecedentedly bright light.

Because at the very moment his shoulder blade was pierced by that bullet and the Dao of Slaughter entered his body—the bottleneck that had been shackled within him for many years shattered with a deafening roar!

Intense pain, slaughter, destruction, and the end... all sorts of negative emotions and the impact of the Dao became the most powerful catalysts.

His cultivation at the late-stage Great Luo realm was like a volcanic eruption, rising steadily, breaking through the limits, and stepping into a completely new realm.

The pinnacle of the Great Luo!

Tongtian slowly stood up, his sword energy receding, yet his aura became even deeper and more vast.

The killing principles at the wound on his left shoulder were forcibly forced out and refined by his newly acquired peak cultivation.

The wound moves and heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Meng Chuan, and instead of resentment, his eyes were full of admiration and gratitude.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me break through to the next realm."

Meng Chuan sheathed his gun and cupped his hands in greeting: "Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

"What's there to be happy about?"

Tongtian smiled wryly, but his fighting spirit intensified. "That last shot, fellow Daoist, you weren't using your full strength, were you? Now that I've broken through, it's time to learn from your superior skills!"

He said no more, and the Qingping Sword rose again.

This time, the sword light was more refined, and the sword intent was purer.

With the support of his peak Great Luo cultivation, each sword strike contained the power to create the world, and wherever the sword light passed, space shattered like glass.

Meng Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he no longer held back.

The God-Slaying Spear transformed into a black, furious dragon, clashing fiercely with the azure sword light.

clang!clang!clang!

……

This collision was more than ten times more violent than the previous one!

A terrifying energy storm raged across the land, turning thousands of miles of mountains and rivers below into dust, and completely evaporating the sea of ​​clouds, revealing the vast and desolate earth.

If Laozi hadn't lightly flicked his whisk, causing a yin-yang Daoist aura of intertwined pure and turbid energies to appear before him and block the aftershocks, the entire Kunlun Mountain would probably have been mostly destroyed in this clash.

Yuan Shi looked at the battlefield with a gloomy expression, his hand gripping the jade ruyi tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He could see that even though Tongtian had broken through to the peak of the Great Luo realm, he was still at a disadvantage.

Meng Chuan's gun is terrifying.

That killing principle was practically born for destruction.

No matter how sharp or exquisite the sword light that reaches the heavens, it is as fragile as paper in front of the God-Slaying Spear.

What's even more terrifying is Meng Chuan's foundation.

The primordial spirit has reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm, and the physical body has also reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm. The combination of these two, along with the complete innate supreme treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, and the assistance of spiritual treasures such as the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl...

This level of combat power completely surpasses that of ordinary peak Great Luo Immortals!

After a hundred moves.

The power of the Heaven-Piercing Sword gradually weakens.

The killing principles of the God-Slaying Spear were constantly eroding his protective sword light, making his magical power flow sluggish.

Meng Chuan's offensive, however, was like the Yangtze River, relentless and powerful, each shot heavier than the last.

finally--

clang!!!

A deafening roar!

The Qingping Sword was deflected by the God-Slaying Spear, whose tip, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, aimed at Tongtian's throat.

Tongtian retreated rapidly, but the spear tip followed him closely, always no more than three inches from his throat.

He changed his movement technique seven times and used thirteen different sword techniques, but he could never shake off that deadly glint.

Finally, he sighed and stopped.

The spear tip stopped three inches from his throat, then moved no further.

"I lost."

Tongtian spoke frankly, his eyes showing regret but no resentment.

Meng Chuan sheathed his gun and cupped his hands in respect: "Fellow Daoist's swordsmanship is divine; I admire you greatly."

"What do you admire?"

Tongtian shook his head, his bitter smile deepening. "Even if I had broken through to the peak of the Great Luo realm, I still couldn't have lasted more than a hundred moves under your spear. If you hadn't shown mercy, that spear strike would have taken my life."

He glanced at the black spear in Meng Chuan's hand, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"The power of this spear is no less than that of the Chaos Bell. If there is no other supreme treasure of the same rank to counter it, you, fellow Daoist, will be invincible within the Great Luo Realm."

After a pause, he added, "Even the demon Taiyi, who wields the Chaos Bell, a supreme treasure of creation, would probably be no match for you before breaking through to the peak of the Great Luo realm."

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "Before reshaping this spear, I fought Taiyi outside the ancestral land of the Witch Clan."

Tongtian was taken aback: "What was the result?"

"It's a draw." Meng Chuan said calmly. "Back then, the spear wasn't complete, and he hadn't broken through to the peak of the Great Luo realm."

A sharp light flashed in Tongtian's eyes, followed by a loud laugh.

"If you hadn't reforged this spear a little late, then Taiyi would probably have truly been defeated by you."

This is a frank and honest statement.

Yuanshi listened from afar, his face already ashen.

He is now at the peak of the Great Luo realm, but he possesses no supreme treasure. If he were to face Meng Chuan...

He had absolutely no confidence.

No, it's a sure defeat!

This realization made the thorn in his heart almost pierce through his chest.

Lao Tzu remained calm, but the turmoil in the depths of his eyes lingered for a long time.

This young man has already shown his potential.

In the future, he will surely have a place in the world.

"I have benefited greatly from today's discussion on the Dao." Meng Chuan said to Tongtian Dao, "Fellow Daoist has just broken through and must need time to consolidate his breakthrough... so I will not disturb you any longer. I will come to see you again when I have time."

"Tongtian will be ready to welcome you at any time!" Tongtian nodded solemnly.

Meng Chuan then bowed to Laozi and Yuanshi, saying, "My two fellow Daoists, I take my leave."

Lao Tzu nodded.

Yuan Shi forced a smile and nodded.

Meng Chuan said no more, took a step, and disappeared into the void.

At the summit of Kunlun, silence has returned.

Only the shattered mountains and rivers, and the lingering Daoist aura, tell the story of that earth-shattering battle.

Tongtian gazed in the direction Meng Chuan had left, and after a long while, he slowly exhaled.

"This child is truly remarkable."

Lao Tzu remained silent for a moment before finally speaking out with emotion.

Yuanshi snorted coldly, turned around with a flick of his sleeve, and returned to his cave.

But no matter how you look at it, that back view looks a bit stiff.