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

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, the remaining onlookers stirred once again.

"Minimally no consumption?"

"So, the battle that crushed Yuan Shi was just a warm-up for him?"

"hiss--!!"

"The Dao of Power is truly terrifying!"

They were not people from later generations, otherwise they would definitely have criticized Meng Chuan as "Versailles".

Although he had gone far away, Yuanshi's divine sense was still observing this place, and he clearly heard these words.

He trembled, his face flushed instantly, then turned deathly pale, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he finally couldn't hold it in any longer—

"puff--!!"

A large mouthful of pale golden blood spurted out right in front of me.

Laozi paused, looking at Yuanshi's pale face. A complex look flashed in his eyes, but he finally sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and hurried home with him.

the other side.

Tongtian looked at Meng Chuan, his fighting spirit growing even stronger: "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, to be honest, I didn't expect your strength to have increased so much after this breakthrough."

"To prove one's path through the laws of force—truly astonishing!"

"Let alone a battle between people of the same realm, even if you were to fight someone a realm higher than you in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, few would be your match!"

Meng Chuan smiled but didn't reply.

Tongtian didn't care. He flipped his hand and took out a formation diagram. Four ancient longswords hung above the diagram, their sword energy soaring into the sky, their killing intent chilling: "These four swords of Zhuxian and the Zhuxian formation diagram were bestowed upon me by my teacher on the Treasure Dividing Cliff. I secluded myself for seven thousand years and only barely managed to grasp half of their mysteries."

He looked at Meng Chuan, his eyes full of anticipation, "The God-Slaying Spear in your hand, fellow Daoist, was once the supreme weapon of the Demon Ancestor Rahu... Today, you and I each wield Rahu's relic, a perfect opportunity for a battle!"

These words immediately excited the onlookers.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian! Indeed, they were the signature treasures of the Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

"Back then, Demon Ancestor Rahu, relying on the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, single-handedly confronted four top-tier powerhouses: Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Yangmei Daoist, Yin Yang Ancestor, and Qiankun Ancestor. Though defeated, he was still honorable!"

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan's God-Slaying Spear is Rahu's innate treasure... The duel between these two once-powerful weapons belonging to Rahu is truly something to look forward to!"

"One is a late-stage Quasi-Saint, wielding the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, unparalleled in attack! The other is a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, proving the Dao through force, crushing those of the same realm, wielding the God-Slaying Spear, his ferocity awe-inspiring! This battle will likely be even more spectacular than Meng Chuan's battle against Yuan Shi just now!"

Amid the discussions, everyone's attention was focused on Meng Chuan and Tong Tian.

Looking into Tongtian's eyes, Meng Chuan's own eyes swelled with fighting spirit!

He raised his hand, and the God-Slaying Spear reappeared. The spear was jet black, with dark red Dao patterns flowing around it, and a cold glint at its tip pointed at Tongtian: "Since Fellow Daoist Tongtian has such refined tastes—"

His voice was calm, yet carried a hint of rising fighting spirit. "Then, please!"

As soon as the word "please" was uttered, Meng Chuan was the first to move.

Without any probing or warm-up, the God-Slaying Spear transformed into a jet-black lightning bolt, tearing through the void and piercing straight to the heavens!

The gun fired silently, but wherever the tip passed, space was sliced ​​open like a thin sheet of paper, leaving a dark crack that would never heal.

"Well done!"

Tongtian's eyes gleamed brightly. Instead of retreating, he advanced, drawing his Qingping Sword, its light flashing like a bolt of lightning as he met the spear tip.

clang--!!

Guns and swords clashed, sparks flew, and a terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them!

The sea of ​​clouds stretching for thousands of miles was instantly swept away by this shockwave, revealing a clear but cracked void.

The onlookers felt an immense force rushing towards them. The weaker Grand Luo Golden Immortals all changed color and retreated repeatedly. Several Taiyi Golden Immortals even groaned, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and were sent flying backward by the shock!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

"The aftershocks of this fight are something we can't handle!"

Amid exclamations of surprise, the crowd instantly expanded several times over. Only a few quasi-saints, such as the Queen Mother of the West, Zhen Yuanzi, and several powerful beings hidden in the void, were able to barely maintain their composure and watch the battlefield with solemn expressions.

"Great marksmanship!"

Tongtian gave a thumbs up, and with a flick of his Qingping Sword, his sword aura suddenly changed!

It was no longer a fair and square head-on confrontation, but rather transformed into a sky full of sword shadows, as dense and continuous as spring rain, penetrating every crevice and enveloping every inch of space around Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan remained expressionless, wielding the God-Slaying Spear with thrusts, parries, sweeps, and deflections. His spear movements were expansive yet incredibly precise, deflecting every sword shadow three feet away from him.

Ding ding ding—!

The sounds of metal clashing were as dense as a torrential downpour on banana leaves. In just a few breaths, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows!

Spear beams and sword energy scattered, carving deep ravines into the Kunlun Mountains below. Several snow-capped peaks, covered in snow for millennia, were swept by the aftershocks and collapsed with a roar, stirring up a sky full of snow mist.

"That felt great! That felt great!"

Tongtian fought with increasing ferocity, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rose higher, the Qingping Sword hovering in front of him. He formed hand seals and uttered a low shout: "Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation—Activate!"

Om-! !

Four sword lights of different colors, each exuding murderous intent, shot up from behind him!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword, the ...Trapping Sword, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword!

The four swords stood in four directions, their tips pointing downwards, their blades swirling with blood-red Dao patterns, radiating a terrifying killing intent that could change the very fabric of the world!

An ancient array diagram unfolded beneath Tongtian's feet, with countless mysterious runes flashing on it, connecting with the energy of the four swords, instantly forming an unparalleled killing array covering thousands of miles!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

The moment the formation was completed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of 100,000 miles was frantically extracted, and the killing intent within the formation solidified into a tangible form, turning into a surging, blood-red mist.

Even those onlookers tens of thousands of miles away could feel the chilling killing intent emanating from the formation, as if countless sharp blades were hanging overhead, ready to fall at any moment.

"This is... the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?!"

"What terrifying killing intent! Even from this distance, I feel like my soul is about to freeze!"

"As expected of the Demon Ancestor Rahu's signature treasure! In terms of sheer destructive power, it's probably even stronger than the Pangu Banner!"

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan is trapped in the formation! Can he break it?"

Amidst the discussions, everyone's attention was focused on the menacing array.

In the midst of the battle.

Meng Chuan stood in the center of the four swords, feeling the killing intent locking him from all directions, but his expression remained calm.

He looked around at the four ancient swords hanging in the sky, their tips pointing directly at him, and nodded: "A good formation."

A booming voice came from outside the formation, tinged with smugness: "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, does my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation meet your standards? I'm about to activate the sword formation, so watch out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the killing intent in the formation surged dramatically!

The Immortal Execution Sword was activated first, and a blood-red sword light descended from the tip of the sword, like the Milky Way hanging upside down from the heavens, slashing towards Meng Chuan's head!

This sword strike was even more ferocious than the Heaven-Opening Sword Qi of the Primordial Pangu Banner!

Meng Chuan raised his eyes and thrust his God-Slaying Spear upwards.

clang--!!

As the spear and sword clashed, Meng Chuan's body sank slightly, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the void beneath his feet.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes: "Such formidable power!"

"It's not over yet!"

The voice that reached the heavens rang out once more.

The Immortal Slayer Sword, the Immortal Trapper Sword, and the Immortal Annihilation Sword all trembled

Three blood-red sword lights simultaneously slashed at Meng Chuan from the left, right, and rear!

The four swords were unleashed simultaneously, their sword light weaving into an impenetrable net of killing intent, completely sealing off all of Meng Chuan's space to dodge!

Meng Chuan took a deep breath and finally stopped holding back.

The Great Dao of Power surged within his body, dark golden Dao patterns emerged beneath his skin, and his aura soared!

In his hands, the God-Slaying Spear transformed into a black dragon, its movements expansive and powerful, deflecting the four sword lights one by one with its parries, thrusts, sweeps, and stabs!

Clang clang clang clang—!

Four explosions rang out almost simultaneously!

Meng Chuan's figure swayed slightly, and the void beneath his feet completely shattered, revealing the chaotic turbulent currents behind it.

But he remained standing there, not retreating an inch!

"good!"

Tongtian, who was watching closely from outside the formation, couldn't help but shout his approval, "Fellow Daoist Mengchuan, take this move from me again—the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, four swords combined into one!"

Om-! !

The four ancient swords trembled violently at the same time, the blood-red Dao patterns on the swords shone brightest, and the four sword lights merged into one, transforming into a giant blood-red sword that reached the heavens and the earth, slashing down towards Meng Chuan!

This sword strike was not merely a display of killing power; it also contained a trace of the power of an "array," as if the power of the entire array was concentrated in this single sword strike!