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

Thump—!

The bells rang louder and more resonant than ever before!

The Chaos Bell shone brightly, and all the Dao patterns on its body lit up. A vast and mighty power that could create the world and establish the order of the universe suddenly erupted!

The bell transformed into a towering structure, its mouth spewing forth boundless chaotic energy that intertwined and evolved in the air, faintly revealing a miniature, newly opened primordial world, which descended upon Meng Chuan!

This is one of the ultimate mysteries of the Chaos Bell—evolving the world and suppressing everything!

The onlookers held their breath.

"Taiichi is fighting desperately!"

"This is to evolve the primordial chaos, reshape the earth, water, fire, and wind, and completely suppress and refine Meng Chuan!"

"Mengchuan is in grave danger!"

Meng Chuan looked up at the primordial phantom that was suppressing him, and a chaotic halo flashed in his eyes.

He no longer holds back.

He raised his left hand and lightly pressed it against the illusory primordial image.

A gray, cracked fragment emerged from his palm and slowly rose.

The moment the fragment appeared, a chaotic aura that transcended all things and encompassed the three thousand Great Daos quietly spread out.

The primordial phantom that was pressing down suddenly paused, and began to tremble and distort slightly, as if it had encountered the suppression of some higher-level existence.

"That is..."

In the distance, a clear look of surprise appeared for the first time in Lao Tzu's usually calm and unchanging eyes.

"A fragment of the Chaos Pearl?"

Tongtian's eyes widened in disbelief: "A fragment of a Chaos Treasure?! Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan actually has such an opportunity!"

Yuanshi's face was ashen as he stared at the fragment, his jade ruyi clenched so tightly in his hand that it made a cracking sound.

Even a fragment of the Chaos Pearl is comparable to a supreme innate treasure!

How could this child possess such extraordinary fortune?!

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and... fervor in each other's eyes.

Fragments of the Chaos Pearl!

If we could obtain it...

Styx's blood-red eyes narrowed sharply, and the last trace of unwillingness and hope in his heart was completely extinguished.

He even felt that even if he broke through to the Quasi-Saint level first, he might not be able to defeat Meng Chuan, who possessed this treasure.

Taiyi's pupils dilated violently, and he exclaimed in horror, "The Chaos Pearl?! You…"

Before he could finish speaking...

Meng Chuan pressed down with his left hand, and the fragment of the Chaos Pearl shone brightly with gray light. A chaotic Dao rhythm that was equally vast but even more ancient and primordial surged into the sky and collided fiercely with the primordial phantom!

There was no explosion, no loud noise.

Only silent annihilation and devouring.

The fragments were like a bottomless black hole, pulling, swallowing, and digesting the primordial phantom inch by inch!

The surface cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the luster became even brighter.

Meanwhile, the primordial world evolved from the Chaos Bell quickly dimmed and became ethereal.

"puff--!!"

Taiyi was struck as if by a heavy blow. His face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of crimson-gold blood, his aura instantly weakening.

He was connected to the Chaos Bell in spirit, and the primordial world was broken, causing him to be injured by the backlash!

"That's all there is to it."

Meng Chuan's eyes were icy cold. He took a step forward and was already in front of Taiyi. The God-Slaying Spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt that annihilated everything, piercing straight into Taiyi's heart!

That shot was fast, ruthless, and decisive!

It condensed all his cultivation at the peak of the Great Luo realm, the blessing of the Chaos Pearl fragment, and the overwhelming killing intent in his chest that said, "You dare to hurt her!"

With a single shot, everything is killed!

Taiyi's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and the aura of death rushed towards him, making his soul tremble.

He wanted to dodge, but the space-time around him was subtly suppressed by the aura of the Chaos Pearl; he wanted to block, but the power of the Chaos Bell had not yet been restored.

They could only watch helplessly as that deadly glint of light rapidly magnified before their eyes...

"Second brother!"

"Tai Daoyou!"

Several angry roars rang out simultaneously.

A phantom image of the Hetu and Luoshu appeared out of nowhere, blocking Taiyi's path and manifesting the stars of the heavens in an attempt to stop him.

A golden rainbow streaked through the sky, sweeping towards Taiyi, attempting to pull him away.

Several more attacks from the Great Luo Demon Clan slammed into Meng Chuan's back, a diversionary tactic.

Di Jun, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and others have made their move!

A cold glint flashed in Meng Chuan's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, the God-Slaying Spear continued its momentum, stabbing fiercely into the illusory image of the River Chart and Luo River Book.

laugh--!!

The phantom, which claimed to be able to evolve the heavens and deduce the secrets of the universe, was pierced through by the God-Slaying Spear!

The spear tip slowed its advance slightly, but it still aimed at Taiyi's heart.

In that brief moment of delay, the golden rainbow had already wrapped around Taiyi and pulled him backward.

puff!

The God-Slaying Spear pierced Taiyi's left chest, exiting through his back, leaving a trail of crimson-gold blood!

"Ugh—!!"

Taiyi groaned in pain as he was swept away by the rainbow and sent flying backward, a bloody hole the size of a bowl piercing through his chest.

Pale gold blood cascaded down like a waterfall, and terrifying killing intent raged at the wound, preventing the flesh from healing and constantly eroding the primordial spirit.

If it weren't for the timely rescue by Di Jun and others, this spear would have pierced his heart and annihilated his primordial spirit!

"Second brother!"

Di Jun caught Taiyi, his face ashen. He took out several crimson gold pills and stuffed them into Taiyi's mouth, then used his immense magical power to help Taiyi suppress the Dao principles of his wounds.

He suddenly looked up at Meng Chuan, his eyes blazing with anger and murderous intent.

"Meng Chuan! How dare you commit such a heinous act!"

Meng Chuan stood with his gun sheathed, the God-Slaying Spear pointing diagonally, blood dripping from its tip.

His expression was calm as his gaze swept over Di Jun, as well as Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and the others who looked shocked and angry, before finally settling on Tai Yi, who was weak and pale.

"A life-or-death struggle, each to accept their fate... If he wants to fight, then I will fight!"

"If you keep making noise..."

He raised his gun, the tip pointing at Di Jun, his voice icy.

"Then you brothers can travel together!"

Di Jun's face was ashen, his chest heaved violently, and the star-like phantoms around him flickered uncertainly, clearly indicating his extreme rage.

But as he looked at the blood-dripping spear in Meng Chuan's hand, and felt the unfathomable chaotic aura emanating from the other man, as well as the chilling, undisguised killing intent...

Then look at the heavily wounded Taiyi in his arms, and the numerous demon clansmen around him, none of whom could withstand a single spear thrust from Meng Chuan…

Di Jun gritted his teeth and forced out three words:

"Let's go!"

Without another word, he swept up Taiyi and vanished in a golden light.

Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and the other demons glared at Meng Chuan and then hurriedly retreated after him.

In the blink of an eye, the demons had all retreated, leaving only a faint stench of blood and lingering murderous aura in the chaos.

The assembled powerful figures remained silent for a long time.

Many gazes fell upon Meng Chuan, filled with shock, apprehension, awe, and complex emotions...

More than 5,000 years ago, after a lecture at Zixiao Palace, this person faced the Styx River and made a challenge, requiring the ancestral witch Houtu to speak up and protect him.

Now, he can wound Taiyi with his gun and force Dijun to retreat. With just one gun, he can intimidate all the demons!

Possessing fragments of the Chaos Pearl and wielding the complete God-Slaying Spear...

Such a figure actually emerged from the primordial wilderness.

"Hahahaha! Good! That's great!"

Tongtian's loud laughter broke the silence. He transformed into a sword beam and patted Meng Chuan's shoulder forcefully, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, this battle was truly exhilarating! It made my hands itch to join in! I will certainly spar with you again someday!"

Meng Chuan suppressed his killing intent and nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian."

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi also arrived in a daze.

Laozi glanced at Meng Chuan and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist, your supernatural powers have reached their pinnacle. After this battle, no one in the primordial world will be unaware of your name."

"Brother Dao, you flatter me." Meng Chuan cupped his hands in greeting.

Yuanshi's face remained gloomy. He forced a smile and nodded, his gaze lingering on the God-Slaying Spear for a moment longer.

Jieyin and Zhunti stepped forward and joined their palms together.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is extraordinary; I admire it greatly," said Jieyin, his face filled with distress.

"Fellow Daoist and Houtu Ancestral Witch have a deep and righteous friendship, which is admirable." Zhunti smiled, but his eyes kept glancing at Meng Chuan's sleeve.

Meng Chuan returned the greeting calmly without saying anything more.

At this moment, Houtu, having recovered from her injuries, came over.

Her face was still somewhat pale, but her breathing had become steady.

The golden dragon scissors at his waist had lost their luster and were quite damaged, but were not seriously injured.

As she walked to Meng Chuan's side, she nodded slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible gentleness flashing in her eyes.

Thank you.

"There's no need for thanks between us." Meng Chuan shook his head, looking at the golden dragon scissors at her waist. "This treasure is damaged; I'll help you reforge it later."

"Mm," Houtu responded softly.

The two stood side by side, saying little, yet there was a tacit understanding between them that was difficult for others to understand.

The powerful figures watched, each with their own thoughts.

After this battle, Meng Chuan's name will surely resonate even more throughout the primordial world.

His relationship with Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, will inevitably become another formidable force in the conflict between the witches and demons, leaning towards the witches.

"The Purple Cloud Palace is about to open, everyone, please proceed."

Lao Tzu spoke, breaking the delicate atmosphere.

Once everyone came to their senses, they composed themselves, transformed into streaks of light, and continued their journey towards the Purple Cloud Palace deep within the chaos.

This time, however, everyone felt a sense of solemnity and contemplation.

Meng Chuan walked side by side with Hou Tu, following behind the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian enthusiastically recounted the details of the battle, while Yuanshi remained silent, and Laozi occasionally nodded.

Meng Chuan mostly listened, responding only occasionally.

Hou Tu remained calm throughout, only occasionally glancing at Meng Chuan's profile before quickly looking away.

Deep within the chaos, the outline of the Purple Cloud Palace was already faintly visible.

The second lecture at Zixiao Palace is about to begin.

Meng Chuan gripped the God-Slaying Spear in his hand, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He knew that this time he had forged a permanent and irreconcilable enmity with the demon race...

But so what?

Throughout his journey, he never felt fear.

Meng Chuan glanced at the calm and composed girl beside him, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.