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

Xiao Yan stood by the playground, his hands in his pockets.

His expression seemed casual, but his gaze remained fixed on the center of the playground.

Luo Feng stood beside him, arms crossed, his expression calm, but the occasional twitching in his eyes betrayed his inner anticipation.

It was exactly 9:00 AM.

The first beam of light descended.

White!

The world of low-level martial arts is back!

A boy dressed in coarse cloth appeared in the center of the playground. He had dark skin, held a chipped short knife in his hand, and looked somewhat lost.

A cry erupted outside the fence, and a middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd and lunged at the fence.

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

He came back alive!

Xiao Yan's gaze was complicated. If he hadn't met his adoptive father in the low-level martial arts world, he would probably have returned as ordinary as Xiao Yan.

"However, the suffering I endured in the low-level martial arts world was all for nothing... Even after I recognized my adoptive father and stopped suffering, with Meng Chuan's care after my return, I'm now a tertiary immortal!"

Thinking of the suffering he had endured under the spur of his adoptive father, Xiao Yan felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

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

White, green, blue, purple...

These four colors are the most common!

Occasionally, orange hues would appear, eliciting quite a few gasps!

Figures appeared in the pillar of light.

Some were dressed in rags, some were covered in wounds, and some still held weapons in their hands, maintaining a vigilant and prepared posture.

As soon as the beam of light dissipated, some people rushed to the fence and embraced their waiting relatives tightly.

Some people stood still, scanning their surroundings to make sure they were really back before letting out a sigh of relief.

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.

Some people stared blankly at a certain open space in the center of the playground, where a beam of light had once fallen and taken away their children.

But today, no beam of light brought him back.

A middle-aged woman in a floral dress stared blankly at an open space in the center of the playground, her lips trembling as she uttered a hoarse syllable: "Xiao Kun..."

No one responded to her.

The people around her instinctively turned their faces away, unable to bear watching any longer.

Beside him, an elderly man with gray hair leaned on a cane, gazing at another open space. His cloudy eyes held no tears, only a hollow numbness.

His grandson also went to the High Immortal Realm last year.

He didn't come back today!

The old man stood there for a long time, then turned around, leaning on his cane, and slowly walked out step by step.

No one comforted him, because they didn't know what to say.

Scenes like this play out repeatedly in every corner of the playground...

Some people return, while others remain there forever!

This is the risk of traveling to the myriad worlds in the physical body, and it has never changed since the first interdimensional teleportation stone fell to Earth eight hundred years ago!

Amidst this chaos and clamor—

A golden beam of light descended from the sky without warning!

The beam of light was brighter than the sun, deeper than the stars, and shone with golden light, turning the entire playground into a golden expanse!

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

"Golden...primordial!"

"Meng Xiaoyu is back!"

"Meng Chuan's sister is back!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Mixed in with these were the faint, bitter whispers of mosquitoes and flies, "It's all because he has a good older brother who got the guide to the prehistoric world ahead of time..."

"So, being born into the right family is really a skill."

The golden beam of light gradually dissipated.

A figure appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a young girl, wearing a long green dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the morning breeze.

She looked much the same as she had a year ago, with a slender figure, delicate features, and a simple ponytail.

Meng Xiaoyu stood in the center of the playground, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings.

Then, she saw the figure in the shade of the tree wearing a light blue casual outfit.

Her eyes lit up immediately.

"elder brother--!!"

She called out and, like a frolicking little rabbit, dashed off towards Meng Chuan.

"Brother! My Great Luo is in his late stages!"

Her voice, filled with barely suppressed excitement, was clear and resonant, echoing throughout the entire playground.

In an instant, the noise on the playground seemed to be paused.

Late period of the Great Luo Dynasty?

She said she was already in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm?

Wouldn't that make her just like her brother?

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Although Meng Chuan's cultivation level of "late-stage Great Luo" was initially only known within the official circles of the Great Xia Dynasty, as time went on, more and more people learned about it.

Everyone, both inside and outside the playground, was stunned.

The students who had just returned from the myriad worlds had expressions that went from bewilderment to shock, and from shock to numbness.

Most of them fought tooth and nail in other worlds for decades, even centuries, only to return at the Golden Core stage...

The few who returned from the celestial realm were only celestial immortals and true immortals.

As for the dozen or so people who were randomly sent to the Demon Realm, none of them returned.

This girl, after spending a year in the prehistoric world, had already reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm?

"It's true what they say, comparisons are odious! A late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal is a giant in the Immortal Realm! What secrets does that primordial world hold?"

"Now I'm starting to regret not choosing the Primordial Era."

Many people regretted their words after they were spoken.

"It's a good thing you didn't choose that path! Otherwise, you would definitely be gone! You don't actually think that Meng Chuan and his sister were able to return from the prehistoric world because of good luck or survivor bias, do you? If it were really a matter of luck, how could it have been them eight hundred years later?"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads, jolting them awake and bringing them to their senses.

Yes!

That was two years ago, a period of eight hundred years, a primordial world that was widely recognized as a place where death was certain!

It wasn't until two years ago, when Meng Chuan returned alive, that curse of a 100% mortality rate was broken...

Even though the Meng siblings returned from the prehistoric world, the mortality rate in the prehistoric world was still over 99.99%!

In recent years, few people have chosen to risk their lives in the prehistoric world, but hundreds of years ago, many people still went in with the idea that "I am the chosen one of heaven"!

No fewer than 20,000 Earthlings died in the primordial wilderness!

Outside the fence, a group of parents looked at the excited girl jumping around with mixed feelings, unsure of what to say.

What does it mean to be in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm?

That's a fighting force comparable to Meng Chuan's!

Meng Chuan's combat prowess is already evident to all; he is unmatched on the entire planet Earth!

In fact, many powerful immortals who returned from beyond the heavens said that even if a late-stage Great Luo Immortal were placed outside the Milky Way, he would still be a powerful figure!

"Two great Ronaldos from one family!"

Someone gasped in astonishment.

Meng Xiaoyu ran up to Meng Chuan, "Brother, aren't I amazing?"

Meng Chuan frowned.

He didn't speak, but his voice resonated directly in Meng Xiaoyu's mind:

"What's going on? Over 70,000 years... and you're only at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm?"

Meng Xiaoyu's smile froze.

Then, somewhat helplessly, she replied telepathically, "Brother, I didn't stay in the Primordial World for that long... I only stayed there for less than 20,000 years. Sister Houtu said that given the current environment of the Primordial World, it's already quite impressive that I could cultivate so quickly!"

"How come it's only been less than 20,000 years?"

Meng Chuan's brows furrowed even more.

He knew his sister couldn't lie to him, and had no reason to lie to him.

They can stay in both the realm of immortals and the realm of demons for thousands of years...

The primordial world suddenly dropped to less than 20,000 years ago?

Is it because after Hongjun merged with the Dao, the laws became less apparent and the spiritual energy declined?

"What was the situation inside before you came back?"

Meng Chuan asked.