The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out. Yang Ao's mind raced. This kick didn't feel like he'd kicked a crow; it felt like he'd kicked steel!

Immediately following was excruciating pain, accompanied by unbearable numbness; the kick had split his bone straight down the middle!

The crow calmly raised its head, its golden pupils falling on his face, a cold glint in its eyes.

"I'm also a time traveler from Kinmen. I don't blame you for not knowing. Your injuries are even with mine."

He's in a good mood right now and doesn't intend to hold a grudge against Yang Ao.

But Yang Ao wouldn't let him go. The intense pain contorted his face: "You beast! I don't care if you're a transmigrator or not, no one has ever dared to hit me since I was a child!"

"You just wait, only 50 people will get out of here alive this time, and I'll definitely find you!"

When has he ever been treated like this? Usually, people have to watch their noses at him. Now that he's entered the mythology realm, he's finally made it through. How can he possibly tolerate a crow?

Faced with his threat, Chen Geng's eyes instantly turned cold.

I don't know who this Yang Ao is, but he speaks arrogantly and looks down on everyone.

In addition, the clothes he wore and the jewelry he carried were expensive, so it was obvious that he had been pampered since childhood and that his family was quite wealthy.

If you offend him, there could be endless trouble in the future.

So... let's just kill him.

Once the period for exchanging scrolls is over, this good opportunity will be gone.

He slightly raised his wing, the golden feather on it shimmering gently, and swept past Yang Ao.

Silent and still, even the afterimage was barely visible, all of Yang Ao's voices abruptly ceased, and the distortion on his face froze at the same moment.

The others, unaware of what had happened, couldn't help but plead for mercy:

"Brother, you should be forgiving when you can."

"Yes, we are all comrades who survived from the same batch, so we can be said to have lived and died together."

"No need, brother, really no need. I apologize to you on behalf of Crow."

Someone else looked at Chen Geng and said, "Dude, why aren't you in human form? What's your name? Hurry up and say something nice."

"Yeah, yeah, as the saying goes, enemies should be reconciled... Holy crap!!!"

Amidst their chatter, Yang Ao's head rolled "roll" onto the floor of the scroll.

Liu Jiangyu bit his tongue halfway through his sentence, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Dead...dead!

  

Yang Ao, who was just cursing, died right in front of everyone!

Chen Geng was too fast; they only saw a shadow and couldn't even determine where it came from before Yang Ao's head rolled to the ground.

Dong Xiaomiao was in the crowd, some distance away from Chen Geng. She kept looking for Chen Geng's figure, but couldn't find him.

She was suspicious of the crow, after all, Old Chen had also chosen a crow, but just as she was about to go up and greet him, Chen Geng had already killed Yang Ao!

She froze on the spot, trembling and unable to move.

Murder...murder!

Although they were accustomed to life and death in the mythology of the three races, those were animals, not humans.

Now, a fellow human being has died right before his eyes, even though he was almost home.

Chen Geng calmly surveyed them: "I advise you to exchange your items as soon as possible, as there's a time limit for opening this scroll."

"If you don't contribute 100 points, and you're unlucky enough not to be selected again, those contribution points will probably be wasted."

As he spoke, everyone suddenly realized what he meant and immediately began exchanging items.

After killing Yang Ao, Chen Geng felt little emotional; over 100,000 years had tempered his heart into a state of tranquility.

At least I didn't waste so much time on dogs.

As the golden light gradually dissipated and the Golden Gate scroll disappeared, the time travelers returned to the locations where they had traveled from.

Chen Geng opened his eyes and was shocked to find himself back in human form, back on the playground, in the formation where Class 3 was standing.

But he didn't move; instead, he endured the 0.13% fusion rate of the infusion.

It only accounts for 0.13%, and the Three-Legged Golden Crow's strength is only at the initial stage of refining essence into qi.

But this power was so vast and scorching that Chen Geng felt as if he had swallowed a sun, and the essence of the sun transformed into true fire, flowing into his limbs and bones.

That fire burned him inside and out, stripping him of his mortal body and imbuing him with primordial energy.

But this was not the end. Chen Geng suddenly discovered that the Golden Crow Dao, Speed ​​Dao, and Time Dao that he had comprehended in the prehistoric world had been completely preserved!

This Great Dao became the nexus between him and the Golden Crow's true form.

Surprise!

Yes, the degree of fusion is the essence of innate beings, it is the Golden Crow itself. These things do not actually belong to him, but the understanding he gained was something he truly comprehended on his own.

However, beings born after birth cannot directly use the Great Dao like beings born after birth. To unleash the full power of the Great Dao, they probably have to use the essence of the sun within their bodies to suppress it at a cost.

At this moment, he was reflecting on himself and adapting to the Golden Crow transforming into human form. A commotion was rising around him, clearly because no one had expected Chen Geng to return alive.

"It's Chen Geng! Chen Geng actually survived!"

"Dong Xiaomiao survived too! Holy crap, out of 1.2 million people, two from our class actually survived!"

"Where's Li Shuai? If Li Shuai didn't come back, does that mean he's dead? His beast looks really strong."

"Wow, our class has produced a genius!"

"What dragon? Our class has clouds and crows, where would a dragon come from?"

Suddenly, a burst of loud cheers erupted from the other side!

"Zhang Chen from our class really transformed into a dragon! He chose the dragon race and survived intact!"

The entire playground was filled with intense emotions and excitement as the students watched their familiar classmates become time travelers, surviving the almost certain death of the three races in the mythology.

They were almost overwhelmed with emotion, as if they had actually survived.

"Old Chen, Old Chen!"

In the classroom, Ge Chuan and He Qingli, Chen Geng's good roommates, waved vigorously:

"Old Chen, look at us! Come on, take us two flying!"

"Let's get rich together, bark at each other!"

Even the homeroom teacher tried to squeeze in, but she couldn't; the students had already surrounded the place in layers.

Chen Geng's heart stirred; it was such a distant memory.

But he rarely came into contact with people in the prehistoric world. Memories of his two friends resurfaced completely. Just as he was about to answer with a smile, he heard the sound of a horn.

The armed forces that had been stationed there were rapidly approaching this area:

"All teachers and students who are not involved, please return to your classrooms immediately and do not disturb our heroes!"

"From this moment forward, we will be taking over the entire academy. I repeat, all irrelevant teachers and students, please return to your classrooms immediately..."

The sound was deafening, and everyone instinctively made way to allow squads of armed soldiers to quickly arrive.

Before Dong Xiaomiao could adjust to the changes in her body, she instinctively moved closer to Chen Geng:

"Old Chen, they've got a huge entourage. Do you think we might get captured and dissected for research?"

"Don't worry, the ones who will be the slice-up points aren't us, but the first batch of transmigrators."

Chen Geng remained calm and faced the charging special forces soldiers head-on.

The soldiers split into two groups: one group went to meet Zhang Chen, while the other group headed towards them.

"Hello, Mr. Chen Geng and Ms. Dong Xiaomiao!"

After saluting, the leading soldier stood at attention: "He Changming, Company Commander of the 13th Company of the Special Operations Brigade of the Sanjiang Military Region, has come to greet you on orders from the Supreme Command!"