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

After news of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood spread throughout the prehistoric world, all factions awaited the next move of the demon race.

But after waiting for several months, the demon race's heavenly court remained silent.

Several more years passed, but there was still no progress.

Gradually, the news spread—Hongjun established a Heavenly Covenant when Nuwa became a saint, stipulating that saints must not interfere in the conflict between the witches and demons.

The demon race cannot rely on Nuwa.

The Wu tribe warriors breathed a sigh of relief, while the demon tribe fell silent.

Di Jun did not announce hope Yao to the public, but the recruitment and preparations for war by the demon race's Heavenly Court have clearly slowed down...

The two tribes thus tacitly entered a new truce period.

……

At the same time, the powerful beings of the primordial world successively discovered another change.

The primordial spiritual energy of the wilderness is waning!

The decay rate is extremely slow, but it is indeed decaying.

……

On Shouyang Mountain.

Lao Tzu stood atop the mountain, feeling the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, he slowly spoke, muttering to himself:

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is declining. From now on, the cultivation environment in the primordial world will likely become worse and worse."

……

Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea.

Tongtian sat by the sea, holding a handful of sand in his hand, watching it slip through his fingers.

"The spiritual energy is fading."

He was also talking to himself, "The laws have become increasingly difficult to grasp lately."

He recalled the scene when Meng Chuan's breakthrough was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. "Teacher... what exactly are you doing?"

……

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

Inside a side hall, Jieyin and Zhunti sat facing each other.

"Senior brother, can you feel it?"

Preparing to ask a question.

The guide nodded: "The spiritual energy is declining."

Why is this happening?

After a long silence, Jieyin slowly spoke, "I don't know... We can only get the answer by asking the teacher."

……

Wanshoushan Wuzhuang Temple

Zhen Yuanzi stood under the ginseng fruit tree, his brows furrowed as he watched the leaves turn slightly yellow.

He was the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals, and his sensitivity to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was far more acute than that of ordinary people.

"The spiritual energy is waning."

As he muttered to himself, he recalled what Meng Chuan had once told him: "After Hongjun merges with the Heavenly Dao, he will gradually tighten the Heavenly Dao's control over the Primordial World."

At the time, he didn't understand what the other person meant.

"I see."

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to himself, "This is what you meant by 'tightening'."

……

The ancestral home of the Wu tribe.

Meng Chuan stood outside the Pangu Palace, sensing the subtle changes in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, his face expressionless.

He wasn't surprised.

After Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, the laws became less visible and the spiritual energy declined. This was all to weaken the cultivation potential of those who came after him, so as to make the status of the Heavenly Dao Saint more stable.

The first humans created by Nuwa were primordial humans, all of whom possessed the cultivation level of Earth Immortals.

However, as time goes by, their offspring will become weaker and weaker.

From earth immortals to refining the void and uniting with the Dao, to refining the spirit and returning to the void... and finally to mortals.

Ultimately, humanity will become a group of mortals without any magical power, only able to survive under the protection of saints and powerful beings. If they want to become stronger, they can only cultivate and improve themselves slowly.

This is what Heaven desires.

Meng Chuan withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked into the Pangu Hall.

……

In the primordial era, years were not recorded.

Time flowed by peacefully.

Three thousand years after Nuwa created humans, a vast aura soared into the sky from the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

Purple clouds rise from the east for thirty thousand miles, golden lotuses emerge from the void, and the great Dao's imperial pronouncements resound throughout heaven and earth.

Lao Tzu stood atop Shouyang Mountain, the Tai Chi symbol above his head slowly rotating, his sage aura flowing around him, resonating with heaven and earth.

He spoke, his voice resounding throughout the primordial world: "I am the head of the Three Pure Ones, Laozi of the Supreme Purity. Today, I establish the Human Religion on Shouyang Mountain to enlighten the human race. I take the Taiji Diagram as the treasure to protect the religion, the destiny of the human race as the foundation, and the Heavenly Dao as the witness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Heaven responded.

A golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Laozi within it.

His aura began to surge, the bottleneck of the Quasi-Saint peak shattered, and he stepped into that realm that transcends all things.

Following Nuwa, the second Heavenly Saint of the Primordial World was born!

The extraordinary phenomenon of Lao Tzu's ascension to sainthood in the direction of Shouyang Mountain has attracted countless eyes...

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

Yuanshi stood outside the side hall, gazing at the golden light soaring into the sky from Shouyang Mountain, a long-lost smile appearing on his face.

"My elder brother has become a saint!"

He blurted it out almost without thinking, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

For nearly three thousand years, in order to avoid giving Meng Chuan the opportunity to kill him, he has been hiding in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, appearing calm on the surface but suffering greatly in his heart.

It's unpleasant to live under someone else's roof, especially on the territory of the demon race, which he has always looked down upon.

"My elder brother has become a saint; I no longer have to live under someone else's roof in Heaven!"

Yuan Shi strode quickly towards the outside of the Demon Court, his eyes gleaming. "As long as we go to my elder brother's Shouyang Mountain, with his protection, Meng Chuan is nothing to worry about!"

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, please take us there!"

After Laozi became a saint, Jieyin and Zhunti guessed Yuanshi's next move and were already waiting on the sidelines.

……

Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea.

Tongtian stood by the sea, gazing in the direction of Shouyang Mountain, and remained silent for a long time.

"Elder brother... has become a saint."

He said it in a low voice, his tone flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"My elder brother established the Human Religion on Shouyang Mountain, taking it upon himself to educate the human race, and thus attained sainthood through merit... My junior sister Nuwa also attained sainthood by creating humans..."

"Their path to sainthood lies entirely in that newly born race."

……

Shouyang Mountain.

When Yuanshi arrived with Jieyin and Zhunti, Laozi was already waiting on the mountaintop.

The moment Yuanshi stepped out of the Demon Court, his divine sense as a Heavenly Saint had already sensed it.

They were even worried that Meng Chuan might attack them, so they escorted him all the way.

"Brother!"

Yuanshi stepped forward quickly, a smile on his face, "Congratulations, elder brother, on attaining the Primordial Chaos!"

Jieyin and Zhunti also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

Laozi nodded to the two Westerners in greeting, then looked at Yuanshi, remained silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Second brother, you've arrived."

"I naturally came to congratulate my elder brother on his attainment of sainthood."

Yuanshi smiled and said, "Elder brother, I wish to stay on Shouyang Mountain for a while to continue recovering my cultivation, and then seize the opportunity to emulate you, establish a sect, and become a saint! I wonder..."

"Can."

Yuanshi was overjoyed and was about to express his gratitude when Laozi added, "But I will not help you deal with Meng Chuan."

Yuan Shi's smile froze.

"Brother..."

"The conflict between the witches and demons is not to be interfered with by sages." Lao Tzu looked at him calmly. "This is a rule set by our teacher."

"But I didn't ask you to interfere in the Lich Wars!"

Yuan Shi hurriedly tried to explain, "I just..."

"You want me to help you deal with Meng Chuan?" Laozi interrupted him. "Meng Chuan is a member of the Wu tribe. I have no personal grudge against him. Dealing with him is no different from interfering in the conflict between the Wu and the Demons."

"As for you, given the karmic entanglement between you and him, there should be no such restriction on you attacking him after you become a saint."

At first, Yuanshi was a little annoyed, but when he heard Laozi's next words, his eyes lit up!

Yes!

His hatred for Meng Chuan is irreconcilable!

In the future, after he becomes a saint, as long as he does not target the Wu Clan and only takes action against Meng Chuan to settle their personal karma, he will certainly not violate the prohibition of that Dao Ancestor teacher.

Lao Tzu looked at him, remained silent for a while, and then spoke again: "Second brother, you should take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Yuanshi stood there, watching Laozi's figure disappear, his expression shifting constantly.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Jieyin and Zhunti quickly followed.

……

Three hundred years after Lao Tzu became a saint.

The ancestral home of the Wu tribe.

"My intuition has become even more accurate..."

Meng Chuan was cultivating inside the Pangu Palace when he suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. "Ten thousand years from now, I will be forcibly teleported away from the Primordial World and back to Earth!"

"So, in the end, I won't be able to witness her taking that step...?"

The sigh was filled with deep reluctance.