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

He defeated a peak Tribulation Transcender in the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and even killed him instantly!

Chen Beixuan sheathed his sword, his gaze sweeping over the group of rogue cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage. "Now, is there anyone who still wants my opportunity?"

Utter silence!

A moment later, the white-browed old Taoist was the first to react, kneeling down in mid-air: "This humble Taoist was blind and offended you, fellow Taoist. I am willing to offer up all my possessions, only begging you to spare my life!"

The others suddenly realized what had happened and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

"We know we were wrong! We beg you, fellow Daoist, to show mercy!"

"We swear a blood oath to never be enemies with you, fellow Daoists!"

Chen Beixuan looked at them and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he swung his sword again—

The sword light cascaded down like a waterfall!

A group of cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage were engulfed by the sword light before they even had a chance to escape!

Eight external aids at the Tribulation Transcending stage and more than a dozen independent cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage were all eliminated.

When the sword light dissipated, only Chen Beixuan remained alone in the void.

And in the distance, the two patriarchs of the Azure Sword Sect trembled in fear.

The old ancestor of Qingyun's legs trembled, and he could barely stand.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't even beg for mercy.

Chen Beixuan glanced at them, too lazy to waste any more words.

The sword flashed again, and two heads fell to the ground!

Chen Beixuan stood above the Qingming Sword Sect and looked down at the sect that covered thousands of acres.

The palaces stretched out in a continuous line, with pavilions and towers standing tall. The protective array around the mountain was still in operation, emitting a faint golden halo.

He raised his hand, pointing his sword at the sky—

The next moment, thousands of sword beams fell from the sky, pouring down like a torrential rain on the mountain gate of the Azure Nether Sword Sect.

The mountain-protecting formation shattered after only three breaths!

The sword light pierced through palaces, pavilions, every building, every array, and every layer of restriction.

Screams rose and fell, then quickly subsided.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Qingming Sword Sect's more than ten thousand years of foundation was reduced to ruins.

Chen Beixuan sheathed his sword, turned around, and stepped into the air to disappear.

The cultivators watching from afar only dared to breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the white figure disappear into the clouds.

Some people slumped to the ground, some leaned against tree trunks, and some held onto their companions' shoulders, their faces as pale as paper.

"That's...that's terrifying..."

"Those were over twenty Tribulation Transcending stage cultivators... including one at the peak of Tribulation Transcending and three at the late stage... and just like that... they were all killed?"

"The sword in his hand is probably actually a top-grade immortal artifact!"

"A top-grade immortal artifact...it's said to be extremely rare even in the immortal realm..."

"No wonder he's so extraordinary; he actually obtained the inheritance of a powerful immortal!"

"The world of courtesans... is about to change..."

……

Chen Beixuan traveled north and landed on a deserted mountain. Standing on the summit, he gazed at the churning sea of ​​clouds in the distance, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

As if sensing something deep within him, he thought, "There are still twenty years until I'm forcibly teleported back to Earth."

"With the cultivation resources left behind by my predecessors, twenty years is enough time for me to reach the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, or even ascend to immortality!"

"Whether one's cultivation level is at the Tribulation Transcending stage or the Celestial Immortal stage, upon returning to Blue Star... I, Chen Beixuan, will be invincible!"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his lips.

"I used to think that my Chen family's ancestor, the Golden Core cultivator, was something extraordinary... but now it seems he was nothing more than an ant."

Soon, he thought of his classmates.

Xiao Yan went to the low-martial arts world, Luo Feng went to the high-martial arts world... and Meng Chuan, who hadn't made a choice when he left, but should have chosen the martial arts world.

"After I go back this time, I am destined to be from a different world than them."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his face proud, his white clothes fluttering in the mountain wind.

"Under my leadership, the Chen family will become a top-tier cultivation family on Earth!"

……

Wild world.

Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a vast aura soared into the sky from the direction of the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun 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.

Yuanshi stood above the Jade Void Palace, his body radiating pure immortal light, the Pangu Banner above his head fluttering in the wind, and the aura of a sage spreading out, sweeping across all directions!

He spoke at the opportune moment, his voice echoing throughout the primordial world:

"I am one of the Three Pure Ones, the Primordial Beginning of Jade Purity, and I now establish the Chan Sect on Mount Kunlun! I follow the Way of Heaven, expound the ultimate principles of the Great Dao, and enlighten all beings! I take the Pangu Banner as the treasure to guard the sect, and Heaven bears witness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Heaven responded.

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

His aura began to surge, and his full cultivation at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, which he had only recently fully recovered from, soared upwards, breaking through bottlenecks and entering a realm that transcends all living beings.

Following Nuwa, Laozi, and Tongtian, the fourth Heavenly Sage of the Primordial World has been born!

……

Wanshoushan Wuzhuang Temple

Zhen Yuanzi, who was meditating under the ginseng fruit tree, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Kunlun, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Yuanshi...has become a saint..."

He stood up, his hands trembling uncontrollably beneath his sleeves.

Given Yuanshi's vengeful nature, how could he not settle this score after becoming a saint, when Meng Chuan killed his true form and forced him to flee to the Demon Court for refuge, and then humiliated him so much outside the South Heavenly Gate?

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan... is in grave danger!"

Zhen Yuanzi took a step out of Wuzhuang Temple, but then stopped.

He's only at the late Quasi-Saint stage, what could he possibly do there?

That is a saint, an existence that transcends all living beings in the primordial world!

He gritted his teeth and, with the courage of a moth drawn to a flame, flew towards the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.

……

The Netherworld Blood Sea.

Styx was in seclusion when he was awakened by the extraordinary phenomenon of becoming a saint.

He sensed that the aura of a sage was coming from Kunlun, and his expression immediately darkened.

"The Primordial Beginning Achieved Sainthood..."

Styx stood up and paced back and forth in the Blood Sea Hall, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan...you won't just be killed by Yuan Shi like this, will you?"

Styx muttered to himself, his brow furrowed.

He is now a member of the Earthly Faction, and Houtu has promised him the position of Earthly Saint.

If Meng Chuan dies, will the plan to use the underground tunnel still succeed?

Will Houtu be able to successfully become the Supreme Sage of the Earthly Path?

He clenched his fist, and finally sighed.

Even if a sage intervenes, it would be futile for him to go. He could only hope that Meng Chuan had some life-saving trump card that he didn't know about.

……

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

In the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, Di Jun and Tai Yi also sensed the extraordinary phenomenon of becoming a saint.

Taiyi put down his wine cup and sneered, "Yuanshi has also become a saint!"

Di Jun nodded, his expression somewhat complicated.

When Yuanshi became a saint, they were wary, but even more so, they were jealous—a guy who was so frightened by Meng Chuan that he was like a stray dog ​​and could only seek refuge with them, did he deserve to become a saint?

But soon, Taiyi laughed: "That's fine too. Once Yuanshi becomes a saint, the first thing he'll do is seek revenge on Meng Chuan! With his vindictive nature, how could he possibly let go of the humiliation Meng Chuan inflicted on him back then?"

Di Jun laughed too, his smile filled with delight: "With Meng Chuan dead, the Witch Clan has lost an arm. This is a great joy for our Heavenly Court!"

The two exchanged a glance, both overjoyed.