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

The powerful figures who had been watching had already retreated tens of thousands of miles away, yet they could still feel the terrifying aftershocks of the battle.

"That's terrifying..."

"To fight five against one and still manage to injure Yuanshi... Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, you are truly terrifying!"

"However, he is ultimately alone. Even if Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa join forces, he will probably not gain any advantage in the end..."

"Yes, being able to injure Yuan Shi is probably their limit. Defeating all five of them together is virtually impossible!"

On the battlefield, Meng Chuan did indeed feel the pressure.

Laozi, Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa, and Yuanshi, the five worked in perfect harmony, launching a relentless offensive.

Lao Tzu directly restrained him, the Tai Chi diagram provided unparalleled defense, and the suppressive power further hampered his movements.

With Jieyin and Zhunti providing support from the sidelines, the twelve-petaled golden lotus providing defense, and the seven-treasure tree attacking, their coordination was flawless.

Nuwa, meanwhile, lingered on the periphery, with the Mountain and River Map and the Red Embroidered Ball constantly harassing him, preventing him from unleashing his full power.

Add to that the more cautious Yuanshi, now injured, who launches a ranged attack from afar using the Pangu Banner…

The five of them, working together, formed a perfect offensive and defensive system.

Although Meng Chuan was strong, he was unable to break through in a short period of time.

"This can't go on..."

Meng Chuan began to ponder, "We must find a way to break their coordination!"

His gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on Zhunti.

The guide has twelve golden lotuses, which provide the strongest defense.

Lao Tzu had the Tai Chi diagram, but even that is difficult to break through.

Nuwa is elusive and difficult to capture.

Yuan Shi was injured, but he was hiding in the distance and out of reach for the time being.

Only Zhunti, with its strong offense and weak defense, is the best breakthrough point!

Having made up his mind, Meng Chuan no longer hesitated!

With a single spear thrust, he forced Jieyin back, then abruptly turned, his God-Slaying Spear transforming into a black lightning bolt, piercing straight at Zhunti!

Zhunti's expression changed slightly. He summoned the Seven Treasures Tree, and seven-colored divine light formed a barrier in front of him.

But Meng Chuan's shot was the culmination of a long period of preparation, with the ultimate power condensed to its limit!

Wherever the spear tip passed, the seven-colored divine light tore apart as if it were paper!

Zhunti's pupils contracted sharply, and he spun rapidly on the golden lotus beneath his feet, his body retreating violently!

But Meng Chuan's spear thrust was even faster!

The spear tip was about to pierce Zhunti's chest—

"Amitabha!"

The guiding voice rang out, and the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus suddenly appeared in front of Zhunti, blocking the spear for him.

clang--!!

The spear tip pierced the golden lotus, causing it to tremble violently and the Buddha's light to dim!

Jieyin let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother!"

Zhunti was greatly alarmed and quickly helped Jieyin up.

"It's alright."

Jieyin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his gaze toward Meng Chuan became more solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan is indeed remarkable. I admire him."

Meng Chuan holstered his gun, glanced at Jieyin, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

This Jieyin is truly loyal; he didn't hesitate to get injured himself just to protect his junior brother.

The five men faced off again, none of them making a move rashly.

Meng Chuan fought against five opponents, and although he failed to win, he did not show any signs of defeat.

Although Laozi and his five companions outnumbered each other, they were still no match for Meng Chuan.

The battle has reached a stalemate.

Just then—

In the distance, the collision between the Zhou Tian Star Array and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Array gradually subsided.

Both formations have suffered heavy losses. Although the latter has a slight advantage due to the change of personnel at the formation's core, it is difficult to determine a winner in the short term.

Di Jun stood at the center of the formation, his face grim.

He glanced at the battlefield on Meng Chuan's side, then at Taiyi and Tongtian who were fighting fiercely, and quickly made a decision in his mind.

Continuing the fight would only result in mutual destruction.

This is not the outcome the demon race wanted, and I imagine the witch race felt the same way.

He looked at Taiyi and transmitted his voice, "Second brother, this can't go on. We should call a truce and discuss the matter further."

Taiyi continued fighting Tongtian, and it was unclear whether he was unable to concentrate or was deep in thought. After a long while, he finally responded, "Okay."

Although he was unwilling, he knew that there was little he could do now.

Di Jun took a deep breath and said loudly, "Di Jiang, our two clans will only suffer mutual destruction if we continue fighting. How about we call a truce?"

"The Zhou Tian Star Formation is indeed slightly inferior to the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation because the Eastern Emperor has left, but if he returns, he can still fight you to a draw!"

"Donghuang is currently engaged in battle with Fellow Daoist Tongtian, and can withdraw at any time!"

"The Dao Ancestor has decreed that the Three Pure Ones must not interfere in the conflict between the Wu and Yao sects. Presumably, as long as the Eastern Emperor does not attack Meng Chuan and returns to preside over the Zhou Tian Star Array, Fellow Daoist Tongtian will not obstruct him!"

Di Jun's voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

In the distance, Tongtian, who was still fighting with Donghuang Taiyi, frowned upon hearing this!

If that's the case, he really can't keep bothering Taiyi!

Obstructing Taiyi from attacking Meng Chuan is completely different from obstructing Taiyi from returning to preside over the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Dijiang.

Dijiang stood within the true form of Pangu, his expression constantly shifting.

He glanced at the ancestral land below—

There, amidst the aftershocks of the clash between the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Grand Array, many weaker Wu Clan warriors lay dead in pools of blood, some already lifeless, others still groaning.

His heart clenched suddenly!

These are all his people...

He gritted his teeth and looked at the other ancestral witches.

Zhu Rong looked unwilling, but did not object.

Gonggong remained silent.

Zhu Jiuyin nodded slowly.

Houtu said softly, "Brother, let's ask him what he thinks."

Dijiang nodded and used his divine sense to ask Meng Chuan for his opinion.

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan glanced at Laozi and his group of five opposite him, then at Tongtian, who looked troubled in the distance, and finally at the two large formations that were gradually calming down in the distance.

He knew that killing Yuanshi today was no longer possible.

It is equally impossible for the Wu tribe to defeat the demon tribe.

Continuing to fight will only result in mutual destruction and is pointless.

In addition, he didn't want to put Tongtian in a difficult position.

"I agree to a truce."

Meng Chuan nodded and replied telepathically.

Di Jiang took a deep breath, looked at Di Jun, and slowly nodded: "Alright! Let's call a truce today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, both large formations dissipated simultaneously.

The starlight and chaotic energy gradually dissipated.

Both the Lich and the Demon race withdrew their troops.

Meng Chuan sheathed his gun, glanced at Yuan Shi, and said coldly, "You're lucky today. Next time, you won't be so fortunate."

After speaking, he telepathically greeted Tongtian and Zhenyuanzi, then turned and landed in the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

Yuanshi's face turned ashen, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Lao Tzu sighed inwardly, then with a flick of his sleeve, he and Yuan Shi transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Nuwa glanced at Meng Chuan's retreating figure, sighed, and turned to leave.

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

"Meng Chuan will surely become a great threat in the future!"

Zhunti's low voice.

After a moment of silence, Jieyin slowly shook his head: "Let's go. This matter is over, and has nothing to do with the West."

The two transformed into a ray of light and disappeared into the clouds.

Thus, this earth-shattering war between witches and demons ended in a draw.

However, Meng Chuan's feat of fighting against the five disciples of the Dao Ancestor all by himself spread like wildfire throughout the prehistoric land!

"Have you heard? In the Lich War, Meng Chuan fought five top-tier beings—Laozi, Yuanshi, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti—and held his own!"

"He not only held his own! It's said he even wounded Yuanshi with a single spear thrust! If Laozi hadn't intervened in time, Yuanshi would have nearly perished on the spot!"

"Hiss—!! Meng Chuan's strength is terrifyingly real!"

"With his mid-stage Quasi-Saint cultivation, he single-handedly fought against the Dao Ancestor's three personal disciples and two nominal disciples, and even managed to injure one of them... Such combat prowess is probably unmatched below the Saint level!"

"What? Mid-stage Quasi-Saint? I heard that Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan has already broken through to the late-stage Quasi-Saint?"

"No, no, according to the powerful figures present at the time, Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan's cultivation was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao to the peak of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm, and he did not break through. However, his combat strength far surpasses that of an ordinary late-stage Quasi-Saint!"

"Heavenly Dao suppression... Could that rumor be true? Is the Dao Ancestor really restricting cultivators of the Great Dao of Laws?"

"Shh! Quiet! You can't say things like that!"

……

Throughout the primordial world, everyone was talking about that earth-shattering battle.

The name of Meng Chuan resounded once again throughout the primordial world!