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

Shouyang Mountain.

Meng Chuan stood outside the mountain, his divine sense sweeping across the entire mountain range.

There is indeed a Taoist temple in the mountains, surrounded by pure air and imbued with Taoist charm; it is Lao Tzu's new Taoist temple.

However, Yuanshi was not on Shouyang Mountain.

Lao Tzu was in seclusion, meditating, when he sensed the divine thought. He opened his eyes, his pupils slightly contracting, clearly having guessed something...

However, she made no further move, closing her eyes again as if she hadn't noticed Meng Chuan.

This clearly shows she has no intention of paying attention to Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan frowned.

Besides Shouyang Mountain, where else could Yuanshi go?

Zixiao Palace is now closed. Hongjun does not leave unless there is a major upheaval in the world, and Yuanshi cannot possibly go there.

A hermitage for wandering cultivators?

Given Yuan Shi's personality, he probably wouldn't have the nerve to seek refuge with those rogue cultivators he looked down upon.

He thought about it and decided to put the problem aside for the time being.

Forget it, I'll stop looking for it for now!

He turned and looked westward.

Twenty thousand years ago, during the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, Jieyin and Zhunti intervened in his feud with Yuanshi.

If it weren't for the fate of those two, he would have already killed Yuanshi!

Since we can't find Yuanshi now, let's go to Mount Sumeru in the West to settle that old grudge.

When Meng Chuan arrived at Mount Sumeru, he found that the place was deserted.

He didn't even need to scan with his divine sense; a single glance was enough to tell that no one was there—the entire Mount Sumeru was as quiet as a dead mountain, devoid of Buddhist light, chanting, or even the protective array.

It's even more outrageous than Kunlun Jade Void Palace!

At least the Jade Void Palace had a lingering corpse left behind by the Primordial Beginning, but here there wasn't even a hair left.

Meng Chuan stood in the sky above Mount Sumeru, remained silent for a moment, then turned and left.

……

at the same time.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

When Yuanshi Tianzun, along with Jieyin and Zhunti, arrived at the South Heavenly Gate, the demon general guarding the gate was taken aback.

He recognized Yuanshi, as well as Jieyin and Zhunti, all three of whom were prominent figures in the prehistoric world.

He dared not stop them and immediately reported it.

Di Jun was also somewhat surprised when he received the news.

Yuanshi? Jieyin? Zhunti?

What are those three doing in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan?

Although he was puzzled, he still had them brought in.

Regardless, with three powerful figures at the late-stage and peak Quasi-Saint levels visiting, and being direct and nominal disciples of the Dao Ancestor, he, as the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Court, could not be impolite.

When Yuanshi entered the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, his complexion had returned to normal, showing no signs of the disarray he had just suffered after having one of his obsessive corpses slain.

He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have come to the Heavenly Court to discuss the Dao with my junior sister, Nuwa."

Jieyin clasped his hands together, his face filled with distress: "My junior brother and I came here to learn from Fellow Daoist Yuanshi. In addition, we also wish to take advantage of the Heavenly Court's precious land to go into seclusion for a period of time, striving to break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint as soon as possible."

Di Jun glanced at the three of them, and although he had some doubts, he did not ask any further questions.

He arranged accommodations for the three of them and sent someone to inform Nuwa.

When Nuwa received the news, she was studying the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, preparing to create humans...

After hearing the report, she remained silent for a while, then simply said, "I understand," and said nothing more.

……

When Meng Chuan returned to the ancestral land of the Wu tribe, Zhu Rong's loud voice rang out from a great distance.

"Brother Meng Chuan! You're finally back!"

Zhu Rong strode forward to greet them, "Did you know? That old codger Yuanshi, along with Jieyin and Zhunti, ran off to the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court!"

Meng Chuan paused, "The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race?"

"right!"

Zhu Rong grinned and said, "The message we bribed from the demon court's heavenly soldiers says that the three of them went to discuss the Dao with Nuwa? Houtu said that Nuwa is planning to create some kind of human? Could it be that they went there for that?"

Meng Chuan did not respond.

He thought for a while and roughly guessed something.

It turns out that the original primordial deity had actually fled to Mount Sumeru in the west.

After he severed the obsession corpse of Yuanshi, Yuanshi was probably worried that he would come to Mount Sumeru, so he hurriedly took Jieyin and Zhunti and fled to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

After all, for them, there are only two truly safe places in this vast wilderness:

Zixiao Palace, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

Since Zixiao Palace was closed, they couldn't go there, so they had no choice but to settle for the Demon Court instead.

As for why he brought Jieyin and Zhunti along—it's probably because those two bald monks were afraid that if he couldn't find Yuanshi, he would turn around and vent his anger on them, so they ran off with Yuanshi.

Meng Chuan did not enter the ancestral land. Instead, he turned around, took a step, and disappeared from the spot.

Zhu Rong was taken aback: "Eh? Brother Meng Chuan, where are you going?"

"Demon Court".

When the sound came, the person was already thousands of miles away.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, outside the South Heavenly Gate.

The demon guard had just changed shifts and was about to take a nap when he suddenly sensed a terrifying aura rising from below.

He looked down and saw a figure in a green robe ascending into the air, step by step, unhurriedly, yet causing the surrounding void to distort slightly.

"This is... Meng Chuan!"

When the gatekeeper recognized this formidable figure who had shone brightly in the Lich War 20,000 years ago, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately rang the alarm!

As soon as the bell rang, Meng Chuan had already arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

He looked at the magnificent Heavenly Gate before him, then at the sprawling palace complex behind it, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly traveled across a large part of the primordial world:

"Yuanshi, I merely went to Kunlun to sever your obsessive corpse, and you're already in such a hurry to bring Jieyin and Zhunti to the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court for refuge?"

Is it necessary?

"Is it really necessary?"

There was a deathly silence in front of the South Heavenly Gate.

The demon general guarding the gate was frozen in place, unable to move forward or backward.

What did he hear?

The obsessive corpse of Yuanshi, one of the Three Pure Ones, was slain by Meng Chuan?

That was a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, a true descendant of Pangu, who had already broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint!

Could it be that Meng Chuan has also broken through to a higher level?!

Meng Chuan continued, "Didn't you claim to be a descendant of Pangu and look down on the demon race? Now, you've actually condescended to come to the Demon Court, relying on the protection of those 'furry, horned, and egg-born creatures' you speak of?"

The voice was calm, yet each word was clear, like slaps delivered to Yuan Shi's face.

Throughout the primordial world, countless powerful beings sent out their divine thoughts toward the direction of the demon race's heavenly court.

They heard Meng Chuan's words and understood their meaning—

Yuanshi was killed by Meng Chuan, who killed one of his obsessive corpses. Then, he took Jieyin and Zhunti and hid in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

This news is even more explosive than the separation of the Three Pure Ones!

Deep within the Heavenly Court, Yuanshi's face was ashen, his eyes filled with coldness.

To him, Meng Chuan's words were nothing short of "being attacked in his face," which made him feel extremely humiliated!

At the same time, he also sensed divine thoughts probing from all directions...

Among those divine thoughts were curiosity, surprise, mockery, and schadenfreude.

He had never been so humiliated in his life!

But he didn't go out.

He knew that even if he went out now, he wouldn't be able to defeat Meng Chuan. Not to mention that his obsessive corpse had been severed and his cultivation was weak, even if it hadn't been severed, going out would only be a disgrace to himself!

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, sat in the Heavenly Emperor Palace and exchanged a glance with the newly arrived Donghuang Taiyi.

"Did Meng Chuan... break through?"

Di Jun's tone was solemn.

Taiyi took a deep breath. "To force Yuanshi to this point, he must have broken through! I didn't expect him to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao so quickly!"

Jieyin and Zhunti hid in a side hall, their faces filled with anguish, and remained silent.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, Meng Chuan waited for a while, but seeing that no one came out or responded, he did not linger any longer.

He turned around, stepped off the sky, and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

He came just to say those few words.

The words have been spoken, and the objective has been achieved.

From this day forward, Yuanshi's reputation in the prehistoric world is utterly ruined!