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

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, and the Great Dao of Power surged within his body. Dark golden Dao patterns appeared under his skin, and his aura surged to its peak!

The God-Slaying Spear emitted a high-pitched clang in his hand, as if it too was excited!

"Well done!"

Meng Chuan laughed loudly, and the God-Slaying Spear transformed into a black dragon, fiercely meeting Taiyi's crimson-gold pillar of light!

boom--!!

The gun clashed with the beam of light, unleashing a terrifying energy storm!

Meng Chuan swayed slightly, the void beneath his feet shattered, yet he managed to stand firmly on his feet!

At the same time, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl hung above his head, cascading down layers of water light, blocking the Primordial Chaos Sword Qi.

The fragment of the Chaos Pearl trembled slightly, and a stream of chaotic energy descended, isolating the suction force of the Mountain and River Map.

With a single strike, Meng Chuan actually withstood the combined attack of three late-stage Quasi-Saints on his own!

"What?!"

A look of disbelief flashed across Tai's eyes.

He originally thought that with his addition, the three of them working together would be able to easily take down Meng Chuan.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chuan actually withstood it!

"I told you," Meng Chuan's voice rang out, tinged with a cold laugh, "that none of you will escape today."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his gun again!

This time, he stopped defending and started attacking!

The God-Slaying Spear transformed into countless spear shadows, engulfing Taiyi, Yuanshi, and Nuwa!

Amidst the shadows of the spears, the Dao of Power and the Dao of Chaos Pearl intertwined, each spear strike containing terrifying power enough to severely injure a late-stage Quasi-Saint!

Taiyi roared, the Eastern Emperor Bell resounded, and the crimson-gold beam of light collided with the shadow of the spear.

Yuanshi's face turned ashen, the Pangu Banner shook wildly, and chaotic sword energy poured out without restraint.

Nuwa's expression was solemn. The Mountain and River Map and the Red Embroidered Ball appeared together, intertwining the aura of creation and the light of slaughter.

The four fought fiercely, battling from the sky to the ground and back again. Wherever they went, mountains crumbled and the void was annihilated!

The powerful figures watching were already dumbfounded.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan... you can actually fight three against one? And remain undefeated?"

"Those are Taiyi, Yuanshi, and Nuwa! Three late-stage Quasi-Saints! Two creation treasures! And they couldn't even defeat Meng Chuan, a mid-stage Quasi-Saint?"

"Is the Great Dao of Power... truly this terrifying?!"

Ran Deng gasped, muttering, "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan... no... teacher... this is defying the heavens!"

The Queen Mother of the West's beautiful eyes gleamed. After a long silence, she softly uttered, "After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, the name of Meng Chuan will once again resound throughout the primordial world!"

The Eastern King Duke nodded, his expression complex: "To fight against three late-stage Quasi-Saints with only a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, two of whom wielded supreme treasures from the beginning of creation... Such a feat has never been seen since the creation of the primordial world!"

However, on the battlefield, although Meng Chuan was brave, he gradually began to feel the strain.

Taiyi, Yuanshi, and Nuwa were, after all, the three quasi-saints in their later stages.

Taiyi possesses the Eastern Emperor Bell, Yuanshi possesses the Pangu Banner, and Nuwa possesses the Map of Mountains and Rivers and the Red Embroidered Ball—all are top-tier treasures and spiritual artifacts.

The three of them joined forces and launched a relentless offensive, wave after wave, giving Meng Chuan almost no chance to catch his breath.

Although Meng Chuan used all his skills, including the God-Slaying Spear, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, fragments of the Chaos Pearl, and even the Hunyuan Golden Bucket that he hadn't used in a long time, he could only barely maintain his undefeated status and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"This time... I overdid it..."

Meng Chuan felt somewhat helpless. He had underestimated Donghuang Taiyi. Although he had only recently broken through, his strength was definitely above that of Yuanshi now!

The Eastern Emperor Bell, also known as the Chaos Bell, truly deserves to be called the foremost of the three great creation treasures!

In terms of combat experience, Donghuang Taiyi completely crushed Yuanshi!

"Meng Chuan is going to lose."

Lao Tzu suddenly spoke, his voice calm, as if stating a fact.

Tongtian stood beside him, and upon hearing this, he frowned and gripped the Qingping Sword in his hand.

He looked at the battlefield and saw Meng Chuan gradually falling into a disadvantageous position under the siege of the three late-stage Quasi-Saints. A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Brother..."

He looked at Laozi and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to make a move."

Laozi glanced at him and shook his head: "Third brother, you promised me before we set off that neither of us would interfere in the conflict between the witches and demons, nor in the conflict between your second brother and Meng Chuan."

"But--"

"No buts!"

Lao Tzu's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority: "If you make a move, I will stop you."

Tongtian's face was gloomy, and his knuckles were white as he gripped his sword.

But he also knew that his elder brother had the Tai Chi diagram, so stopping him would not be difficult.

At the edge of the battlefield, Styx and Zhen Yuanzi stood at a great distance apart, watching the battle in the sky with solemn expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan... the situation is not good."

A hint of worry flashed in Styx's eyes.

Although he had long since become friends with Meng Chuan, he was unable to offer his assistance at this moment.

Otherwise, exposing their relationship with Meng Chuan would likely attract the attention of Hongjun, who is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, thus ruining the grand plan for the underground passage.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression was equally solemn, the Daoist scripture in his hand flowing with energy, poised to strike. "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan..."

If Meng Chuan is truly in mortal danger, even if he has not yet reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, he will do everything in his power to help him and give him a chance to survive!

On the battlefield.

Meng Chuan has gradually fallen into a disadvantageous position.

The combined attack of Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell, Yuanshi's Pangu Banner, and Nuwa's Mountain and River Map—three top-tier treasures and spiritual artifacts—was like three mountains, pressing down on him until he could barely breathe.

The dark gold Dao patterns on his body have begun to show fine cracks.

This is a sign that the Great Way of Power has reached its limit.

"Meng Chuan, you've reached your limit!"

Taiyi's voice carried a chilling killing intent, "Today, you will surely die!"

Yuan Shi also sneered: "Meng Chuan, weren't you very arrogant? What, you're not so good now?"

Nuwa did not speak, but the red embroidered ball in her hand once again struck Meng Chuan in the back.

Meng Chuan shattered Taiyi's pillar of light with a single spear thrust, then dodged Yuanshi's sword energy by sidestepping, but was grazed on the left shoulder by the red embroidered ball. He groaned and staggered.

"Meng Chuan is going to lose!"

Among the group of powerful figures watching, someone exclaimed in surprise.

"What a pity... Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan is strong, but in the end he is outnumbered."

"With three such powerful late-stage Quasi-Saints joining forces, in the current primordial world, there is probably no one below the Saint level who could withstand them, right?"

……

However, just when everyone thought Meng Chuan was about to be defeated—

A sudden change has occurred!

Meng Chuan's Great Dao of Power was compressed to its limit under the frenzied suppression of the three late-stage Quasi-Saints, then compressed again, and compressed once more!

Like a string stretched to its limit, it could snap at any moment!

But just before this "string" was about to snap—

It suddenly emitted a sound, as if it were a buzzing sound from the very beginning of creation!

Om-! !

The buzzing sound was faint, yet exceptionally clear!

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples...

This ripple, however, resonated strangely with the distant image of Pangu's true form!

The true form of Pangu, summoned by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, was originally fighting against the Zhou Tian Star Formation, but suddenly paused, slowly turned its head, and looked in the direction where Meng Chuan was.

Those empty, seemingly emotionless eyes, at that moment, flashed a barely perceptible light.

next moment--

Pangu's true form moved.

It raised its hand, and the illusory giant axe slowly rose, pointing at Meng Chuan.

A vast, boundless, and ancient aura emanated from Pangu's true form, echoing Meng Chuan's Great Dao of Power!

boom--!!

The power of Meng Chuan surged dramatically throughout his body!

The dark golden Dao patterns instantly became even more profound!

An aura far surpassing the previous one erupted from his body and soared into the sky!

That aura was almost exactly the same as the aura of Pangu's true form!

"What?!"

Taiyi's pupils constricted sharply, and he cried out in alarm.

Yuan Shi's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief: "This...this is...the aura of the Father God?!"

Nuwa was also stunned, looking at Meng Chuan with a look of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes.

The powerful onlookers were once again in uproar!

"What's going on?! Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan's aura... how did it suddenly become the same as Pangu's true form?!"

"Could it be... that he has some kind of connection with the great god Pangu?!"

……