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

Long Aotian's body suddenly erupted with crimson flames, enveloping him in a blazing inferno.

In his hand appeared a long spear, entirely crimson, with scorching flame runes flowing across its surface, radiating a suffocating pressure.

The Supreme Innate Imperial Weapon – Blazing Sky Spear!

"bring it on!"

Long Aotian gripped his spear tightly, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "I'll see just how capable you, this newly appointed domain lord, really are!"

Meng Chuan's casual palm strike looked light and effortless, lacking any power, as if he were just swatting away a fly.

But Long Aotian's expression instantly turned serious!

He felt an invisible force pressing down on him from all directions!

The power wasn't violent, but it carried an irresistible sense of oppression, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing down on him!

He dared not be careless and thrust out the Blazing Sky Spear in his hand!

At the tip of the spear, crimson flames coalesced into a fire dragon, roaring as it charged toward that invisible pressure!

boom--!!

The moment the two collided, a dull, loud bang erupted!

Long Aotian's body trembled violently, the void beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, and he was blasted backward dozens of miles by that force!

But he managed to block it in the end.

His hand gripped the spear so tightly that his thumb and forefinger were split open, and blood dripped down the shaft of the spear.

But a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.

"I'll take the first move!"

He shouted loudly, as if declaring to everyone—he, Long Aotian, is not someone to be trifled with!

Meng Chuan remained expressionless, merely glancing at him indifferently.

Then, he raised his hand.

The God-Slaying Spear appeared in his palm.

The gun was jet black, with a crimson light flowing from its tip, exuding a chilling aura of slaughter.

Meng Chuan gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly, simply—

A spear thrust out!

This shot involved no fancy techniques or unnecessary movements.

It's just a simple shot—a thrust!

But this single shot contained the ultimate power of the Law of Force, and the killing law of the God-Slaying Spear itself!

The two forces merged perfectly at this moment!

Wherever the spear tip passed, the void vanished silently!

Long Aotian's face turned deathly pale instantly!

He sensed it!

The power of this shot was far, far greater than that palm strike!

He tried to dodge, but found himself locked in by that invisible aura, with nowhere to escape!

He could only grit his teeth and pour all his magical power into the Blazing Sky Spear to meet the dark spear light!

boom--!!

The moment the spear tips collided, a piercing metallic clang erupted!

A terrifying shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, shattering the surrounding void like a mirror!

Long Aotian's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string!

The Blazing Sky Spear in his hand flew out!

A fist-sized hole appeared in his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

His face was as pale as paper!

He crashed heavily into the air, struggled for a few moments, and barely managed to regain his balance.

He glanced down at the wound on his chest, then looked up at Meng Chuan with disbelief in his eyes!

He never expected that, despite wielding a top-grade innate imperial weapon, he couldn't even withstand a single spear thrust from Meng Chuan!

"The second move... I... I'll take it!"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth, his voice weak, yet still defiant.

He knew that as long as he could withstand three moves, he could reclaim the Destruction Dao Emperor Weapon of his father, Emperor Sangyu!

Meng Chuan glanced at him, his gaze remaining calm.

Then, he raised the God-Slaying Spear once more.

This time, the crimson light on the gun was even more intense than before!

That murderous aura was even more ferocious than before!

Long Aotian's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew he couldn't withstand that shot.

He tried to beg for mercy, but it was too late!

He could only watch helplessly as the jet-black spear rapidly magnified in his field of vision!

Then--

puff--!!

A deep, piercing sound echoed through the starry sky.

Long Aotian's body stiffened abruptly.

He looked down at his chest—where a hole the size of a bowl had appeared.

The tip of the God-Slaying Spear emerged from his back, bringing with it a splash of brilliant blood.

His eyes were wide open, filled with resentment, anger, fear, and a hint of regret—

He regretted it; he shouldn't have provoked Meng Chuan at this time.

He regretted overestimating his abilities.

But it was all too late.

His body began to disintegrate inch by inch, starting from his chest!

They transformed into countless tiny specks of light and dissipated into the starry sky!

Both body and soul were destroyed!

Die dead!

Long Aotian, the eldest son of Emperor Sangyu, the current head of the Long family, and a peak Immortal Emperor, has fallen!

The starry sky was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

Meng Chuan... he actually killed Long Aotian?!

That's the eldest son of Emperor Sangyu!

He just killed them like that?!

It should be noted that although Tu An held a high position and was valued by Emperor Sangyu, he was only Emperor Sangyu's first personal disciple. In Emperor Sangyu's eyes, his importance was certainly not as great as that of the eldest son, Long Aotian.

If Meng Chuan had only killed Tu An, there might still be some room for negotiation with Emperor Sangyu...

Therefore, by killing Long Aotian, he has forged a deep and irreconcilable enmity with Emperor Sangyu!

However, for Meng Chuan, the moment he decided to kill Tu An, he was already irreconcilably at odds with Emperor Sangyu, so killing another of his eldest sons was nothing.

Meng Chuan retrieved the God-Slaying Spear and, with a wave of his hand, collected the Blazing Sky-Burning Spear left behind by Long Aotian.

Another trophy acquired!

Then, he turned his head and his gaze fell on the Long family's camp.

There stood a dozen or so powerful members of the Long family.

Their cultivation levels range from the late stage of Immortal Emperor to the peak of Immortal Emperor.

At this moment, their faces were deathly pale, their bodies trembling violently, and their eyes were filled with fear and rage...

But no one dared to speak up!

Even the eldest son of the powerful Sangyu Emperor, the clan leader Long Aotian, is dead. What can they do if they go up there?

Meng Chuan's gaze swept over them, then shifted and landed on Wang Lin.

"Now, do you still want that Great Dao Emperor Weapon?"

His voice was calm, yet carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Wang Lin's face turned deathly pale instantly!

He immediately knelt in the void, his voice trembling slightly: "No... I dare not! Lord Domain Lord, please forgive me! I was blind and offended you! Please, Lord Domain Lord, have mercy and spare my life!"

His attitude was extremely humble, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance, making him seem like a completely different person!