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

It was exactly 9:00 AM.

Yuncheng No. 2 Middle School.

Outside the playground, everyone held their breath and stared at the center of the playground.

The first beam of light has fallen!

White!

Low-level martial arts world!

As the beam of light dissipated, a boy dressed in coarse cloth appeared in the center of the playground.

He had dark skin, clutched a chipped dagger in his hand, and glanced around blankly, as if trying to confirm whether he had really returned.

A cry erupted outside the fence—

"Xiao Jun!!"

A middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd, lunged at the fence, and stretched her hand out through the gaps, waving it frantically.

The boy looked in the direction of the sound, paused for two seconds, and then grinned.

He came back alive!

This is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth beams of light fell in succession—

White, green, blue, purple...

Figures appeared in the pillar of light, some in tattered clothes, some covered in wounds, and some still holding weapons, maintaining a guarded posture.

They had spent decades, even centuries, in another world, and many people hadn't fully processed their return to Earth.

Outside the fence, cries, shouts, and laughter mingled together...

Some people clung tightly to the fence, crying their hearts out.

Some people collapsed to the ground, covering their mouths, trembling all over.

Someone was holding up their phone, frantically filming, their hands shaking so much that the footage was shaky.

In the center of the playground, there were also some people who never appeared.

Those empty spots appeared particularly glaring after the beam of light had faded.

No one said it aloud, but everyone knew—those who didn't come back would never come back!

A middle-aged woman in a floral dress stared blankly at an open space in the center of the playground, where a blue beam of light had fallen last year and taken her daughter away.

"Like smoke..."

She opened her mouth, uttered a hoarse syllable, then her body went limp and she collapsed.

"Someone has fainted—!!"

"Doctor! Doctor!"

Several medical staff in white coats rushed over immediately, skillfully lifted the person onto a stretcher, and quickly ran towards the ambulance at the school gate.

This isn't the first time.

At the school gate, more than a dozen ambulances were already parked there, their doors wide open, with medical staff going in and out.

The sounds of crying echoed across the playground.

The area for Class 7 of Grade 11.

A white beam of light descended!

Xiao Yan's figure appeared in the pillar of light.

He was wearing a faded coarse cloth robe with patches on the knees and worn-out cloth shoes.

She has lost weight and her skin is darker, but her back is very straight.

The moment he landed, he instinctively clenched his fists and scanned his surroundings warily.

Seeing the familiar playground, the familiar school building, and the familiar fence, he slowly loosened his fist...

came back!

Really back!

Before he could even express his feelings, a green beam of light descended from the side.

Luo Feng's figure appeared in the pillar of light.

He wore a dark red suit of armor with deep scratches on its surface, as if it had been through countless life-or-death battles.

He was a size bigger than a year ago, with a hideous scar running across his brow bone. His gaze was calm yet sharp, and he exuded a chilling aura of someone who had been through many battles.

After landing, he immediately looked around, his gaze sweeping across the crowd outside the fence. He found his parents, nodded to them, and then looked at Xiao Yan beside him.

The two exchanged a glance.

Xiao Yan sized him up, then suddenly grinned: "Luo Feng, do you know what level of cultivation I am now? You might not even be as strong as me!"

Luo Feng glanced at him, his gaze lingering on him for a second, and said in a calm tone, "Early stage of the Innate Realm?"

Xiao Yan's smile froze.

This guy can actually see through his cultivation level at a glance?

Looks like you've hit the jackpot.

Luo Feng reached out and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, grinning as he said, "But don't show off your skills in front of your brother Feng."

"...What do you mean?"

When asked by his younger brother, Luo Feng did not answer, but simply clenched his fist slightly.

A faint aura emanated from him!

Although it was only a fleeting moment, it still forced Xiao Yan to take a step back, and his pupils subconsciously contracted sharply!

"You... what level of skill have you reached?"

Xiao Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"Peak of Shattering the Void!"

Luo Feng loosened his fist, his tone nonchalant.

Xiao Yan opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

The pinnacle of shattering the void?!

What does that mean?

The pinnacle of martial arts in a low-level martial arts world is the Innate Realm, while the pinnacle of martial arts in a high-level martial arts world is the Void Shattering Realm...

This guy went to the high-level martial arts world for decades and directly reached the ceiling of the high-level martial arts world.

Xiao Yan was completely silenced.

Outside the fence, Xiao Jianguo and Li Xiuying watched their son's figure in the distance. Li Xiuying covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, yet she was still smiling.

Xiao Jianguo stood beside her, not crying, but his eyes were red and his lips trembled for a long time before he finally said only one sentence: "It's good that you're back safe and sound... It's good that you're back safe and sound."

On the other side, Zhang Hui was already sobbing uncontrollably, clinging to Luo Zhenshan, her voice broken and fragmented: "It's Xiaofeng...it really is Xiaofeng...he's back..."

Luo Zhenshan patted her back, but his gaze remained fixed on his son.

He saw his son's armor covered in scratches, the scar on his brow bone, his calm gaze, and his upright posture.

This kid must have suffered a lot!

But he survived!

And, it seems...very strong?!

Just then, a purple beam of light descended from the sky!

The beam of light was more intense in color than any of the previous ones, a dazzling purple, and carried a suffocating pressure that seemed to make even the void tremble!

The sounds on the playground instantly subsided.

Everyone looked at the purple beam of light.

The beam of light dissipated...

Chen Beixuan's figure appeared in the center of the playground!

He was dressed in white, spotless, his robes swaying gently in the wind.

His long hair was tied back, his face was handsome, and his brows and eyes carried an arrogance that seemed to come from birth!

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping over the surroundings, as if he had not returned from a high-level immortal world where the mortality rate exceeded 30%, but had just finished an outing.

Then, he released his aura—

Peak of Tribulation Transcending!

An immense pressure swept outwards from him!

The air on the playground seemed to freeze completely at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind arose!

Centered on Chen Beixuan, it roared out in all directions!

Several students who were closer were forced to retreat repeatedly by the oppressive aura, their faces turning pale.

The parents outside the fence felt a suffocating sense of oppression, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their chests...

Chen Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back, his voice not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire playground:

"I, Chen Beixuan, have been in the world of high immortals for 150 years, and now I have reached the peak of the Tribulation Transcending realm..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, a haughty smile playing on his lips:

"From this day forward, in Yuncheng, the Chen family shall be the most respected!"