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

Houtu's eyes narrowed, and she formed a hand seal. The profound and yellow Daoist energy soared into the sky, transforming into a barrier as heavy as Mount Buzhou, standing in front of her.

The golden dragon scissors transformed into two angry golden dragons, which crossed and slashed at the pillar of light.

clang!!

laugh--!!

The sounds of metal clashing and tearing were mixed together.

The Xuanhuang barrier trembled violently, cracks spreading everywhere. The golden dragon shears penetrated three inches into the pillar of light before being repelled by the recoil, its shears humming and its light dimming slightly.

Houtu groaned, a trace of pale golden blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and her body staggered back a hundred feet before regaining its balance.

Taiyi was also not feeling well; the Chaos Bell trembled violently, its tolling became slightly disordered, and it had consumed a great deal of energy.

But his fighting spirit burned even brighter!

"To withstand this attack without serious injury, Houtu, you have something to be proud of," he said coldly. "But how many more times can you withstand it?"

He raised his palm again, and the Chaos Bell shone brightly.

……

"Sword, come!"

Tongtian laughed loudly, and drew his Qingping Sword, which transformed into a streak of azure sword light that stretched across the heavens and earth, slashing towards Zhujiuyin, who was blocking his path to seize the treasure.

As the sword was drawn, the world darkened, with only a streak of azure light separating yin and yang, severing cause and effect.

"Well done!"

Zhu Jiuyin has a human face and a snake's body, his entire body is crimson, and his eyes are like candles. He is the Ancestral Witch of Time, and he neither dodges nor avoids this sword, but the phantom image of the river of time appears in his eyes.

"Certainly."

As soon as he uttered the word, the sword light reached three feet in front of him, then suddenly paused.

As if mired in quagmire, the speed slowed down a hundred or a thousand times, and it quickly dimmed and dissipated under the erosion of time.

"The laws of time... are indeed troublesome."

Tongtian raised an eyebrow, changed his sword technique, and shouted, "Sword Formation, activate!"

The Qingping Sword split into countless forms, creating a sword array in the void. The sword energy crisscrossed, trapping Zhu Jiuyin in the center.

"A trivial skill."

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly, flicked his snake tail, and the power of time rippled. The flow of time within the formation became erratic, the sword energy fluctuated in strength, and the formation became increasingly unstable.

Tongtian laughed loudly: "Interesting! Take this!"

He merged with the sword, transforming into a blue lightning bolt and charging into the formation.

Sword light and time collide and annihilate each other within a small space.

……

"The celestial constellations, suppress them!"

Emperor Jun stood in the void, with the Hetu and Luoshu floating above him, evolving the movement of the stars in the heavens.

Starlight cascaded down, transforming into chains of stars that rolled towards Nuwa!

"Brother, help me!"

Nuwa gave a soft shout, and the energy of creation transformed into a seven-colored ribbon, which rolled towards the purple-green gourd.

Fuxi's Bagua compass spun rapidly, deducing the trajectory of the chains, striving to protect Nuwa.

"Nuwa, you are a demon, why do you obstruct my demon race's great cause?"

Di Jun spoke in a deep voice, and the starlight shone even brighter.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, this gourd is destined for me, regardless of our clan."

Nuwa shook her head, and the aura of creation grew stronger.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Di Jun's eyes turned cold, and the Hetu Luoshu spun again, "The celestial constellations have fallen!"

One by one, phantom stars fell from the heavens, crashing down upon Nuwa and Fuxi.

……

"Styx, you are too bloodthirsty. You should come to my Western Paradise and be taught by Buddhism."

The guide looked pained, with golden lotuses blooming beneath his feet, which transformed into a lotus platform that trapped the River Styx.

With a broad smile, Zhunti gently brushed the Seven Treasures Tree, sending rays of seven-colored divine light towards the Styx's Yuan Tu A Bi.

"Educate them? With your two bald monks?"

The Styx River sneered, and the Yuan Tu and Abi roared in unison. Blood light shot into the sky, transforming into two long, blood-red rivers that swept over the Golden Lotus, causing it to sway wildly.

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

The guide clasped his hands in prayer, the lotus platform turned again, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, subtly suppressing the bloodlust.

"Where is the shore? The sea of ​​blood is the shore!"

The Styx River roared fiercely, its blood-red light surged again, and a blood sea phantom appeared behind it, as countless Blood God Sons roared and rushed out.

Although he was only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, Yuan Tu A Bi was a supreme weapon of slaughter, and his Blood Sea Divine Power was strange and unpredictable. Even when Jieyin and Zhunti joined forces, they found it difficult to defeat him for a time.

……

"Hongyun! Die!"

The Kunpeng transforms into the true form of the Great Peng, its wingspan reaching ninety thousand miles, its sharp claws like hooks, tearing towards the red clouds.

He hated Hongyun to the core!

Back when he gave a lecture at Zixiao Palace, if Hongyun hadn't offered him his seat, he wouldn't have been targeted by Zhunti, or even forced to give up his seat and lose face... This enmity is irreconcilable!

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why cling to the past?"

Hongyun smiled bitterly, auspicious clouds around him transforming into celebratory clouds, as he struggled to resist the sharp claws.

But he was already weak in foundation and had no desire to fight, so how could he stop the Kunpeng that came with hatred?

After only a few rounds, Qingyun was torn in several places, and his face turned pale.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, be careful!"

Zhen Yuanzi shouted loudly, and the Earth Book unfolded, its earthly Daoist energy as large as a mountain, blocking Hongyun's way.

clang!!

The claws gripped the barrier of the earth book, sparks flew, and the barrier trembled violently but did not shatter.

"Zhen Yuanzi, are you meddling in other people's business?"

The Kunpeng roared fiercely, its wings flapped again, and a gale-force wind swept towards Zhen Yuanzi.

"Hongyun is my dear friend, how can I stand by and watch?"

Zhen Yuanzi spoke in a deep voice, and the Earth Book turned again. The Qi of Earth transformed into illusory mountain ranges, trapping Kunpeng in the center.

……

At the edge of the battlefield, the four ancestral witches, Jumang, Rushou, Zhurong, and Gonggong, formed an array, their qi and blood intertwined, and fought against Yuanshi.

Although Yuanshi was a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, with the Jade Purity Immortal Light being profound and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi possessing boundless power, he could not defeat the four Ancestral Witches who were comparable to the early-stage Quasi-Saints in a short time and could only barely hold them off.

The other five Ancestral Witches stared at the remaining demon race and the powerful beings who had come from all over the prehistoric world, hoping to get a share of the spoils.

……

The valley was completely turned into chaos!

Clear light, blood energy, demonic energy, Buddha's light, the energy of creation, the energy of Earth, the smoke of blood and qi, the light of stars, the power of time...

All sorts of supernatural powers and magical abilities collided, annihilated, and exploded in a frenzy!

The six gourds floated and sank amidst the chaos, drawn by the forces of various parties, sometimes flying in one direction and sometimes being intercepted by another, never truly falling into the hands of any one person.

The battle lasted for three full days.

Mount Buzhou shook incessantly, and the sky had long since shattered, revealing the chaotic void behind it.

The vast land was reduced to scorched earth, and all life vanished.

The third day at dusk.

Dijiang punched Laozi away, then laughed loudly, "That was satisfying! That was satisfying! Laozi, you mid-stage Quasi-Saint who's on the path of severing corpses, are nothing special!"

Laozi's face was pale, the good corpse's tortoise shell was mostly broken, and the obsessive corpse was crooked and damaged.

On the other side, Houtu and Taiyi remained deadlocked.

The blood at the corner of her mouth was still wet, the golden dragon scissors were dimming, but her eyes remained calm, and the power of the earth beneath her feet was inexhaustible.

Taiyi's face was gloomy, blood was also spilling from the corner of his mouth, the Chaos Bell Dao Patterns were slightly darkened, his chest was heaving, and his magic power was greatly depleted.

The battle between Zhujiuyin and Tongtian has reached a fever pitch.

The sword formation shattered and reformed, and the illusory image of the river of time flickered uncertainly. Both were injured, but their fighting spirit remained undiminished.

Di Jun's starlight dimmed, and Nuwa and Fuxi's aura weakened.

The golden lotus of Jieyin and Zhunti shattered, and the illusory images of the River Styx and the Sea of ​​Blood faded.

Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book barrier was riddled with cracks, several of Kunpeng's sharp claws were broken, the red and auspicious clouds were thin, and his face was deathly pale.

The four ancestral witches were weakened by their weakened state, and the Primordial Jade Ruyi shone dimly.

The battlefield fell into a strange stalemate.

Everyone was catching their breath and recovering, waiting for the next opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to their opponent or seize the six gourds!

However, at this very moment—

Rumble, rumble—!!

An indescribable aura of terror rose into the sky from the direction of the ancestral land of the Wu tribe deep within Buzhou Mountain!

That aura was heavy, vast, and pure, like the first force at the beginning of creation, breaking through chaos, establishing earth, water, fire, and wind, and evolving all things!

Wherever the aura passed, the shattered void solidified, the raging earth, water, fire, and wind subsided, and all the various supernatural powers, magical forces, and vital energy that were colliding wildly in the valley were slightly paused.

Mount Buzhou, the primordial pillar formed from the spine of Pangu, trembled violently under the influence of this aura!

From deep within the mountains came an ancient, vast, and resonant sound, as if it had existed since the beginning of time!

Like a giant who has been asleep for thousands of years, slowly awakening and stretching its body.

"This is……?!"

Dijiang abruptly turned his head to look at the ancestral land, his eyes flashing with horror and ecstasy, "Father God's will...resonates?!"

Houtu's eyes trembled, and a hint of surprise appeared on her usually calm face. "He...successfully?"

On the battlefield, all the powerful beings, regardless of whether they were friend or foe, or whether their injuries were minor or major, turned their heads at this moment and looked towards the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.

Their faces showed the same shock, the same fear, and the same disbelief.

That aura… that terrifying aura that resonated with Mount Buzhou, as if it were about to break free of all constraints…

This is the great path of power!

By applying the laws of power, one can attain the half-step Primordial Chaos realm!

Meng Chuan —

A breakthrough?!