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

Meng Chuan glanced back, his pupils suddenly contracting!

Elder Wan's body was pierced by the effeminate young man's folding fan!

A black force of law entered his body through the wound, frantically destroying his life force!

At the same time, the withered old man's black cane and the burly man's iron fist also landed on Elder Wan!

With three high-level saints attacking one person, Elder Wan simply couldn't hold on!

"The Hall of Ten Thousand Laws... will not let you get away with this..."

Blood spilled from Elder Wan's mouth, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, his body suddenly swelled up—

boom--!!!!

How terrifying is the power of a high-ranking saint's self-destruction?

A golden mushroom cloud shot into the sky, and a terrifying shockwave swept outwards in all directions from Elder Wan's center!

The entire Wanfa Island was razed to the ground at that moment!

Even the black warship was shaken violently by the shockwave, and cracks appeared on its hull!

The three high-ranking saints, although they managed to stop the aftershocks of the opponent's self-destruction in time, still struggled and each suffered injuries of varying degrees.

The effeminate young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face grim: "Old bastard, even in his dying moments he tries to bite us..."

But soon, he smiled again.

Regardless, Elder Wan is dead!

Wanfa Island is already in the hands of the Underworld Sect!

……

The instant the explosion occurred, Meng Chuan shielded Yan Qing and Tapa behind him, while simultaneously unleashing the power of the Chaos Pearl fragment to its fullest extent, condensing a thick barrier in front of him.

Even so, the shockwave still made his blood boil, and he almost spat out blood because of the sweet taste in his throat.

Keep in mind, this is only because he was far enough away!

The power of a high-ranking saint's self-destruction is truly terrifying!

But he couldn't bother to adjust his breathing, because he saw—

Suddenly, blood rained down from the sky.

That wasn't ordinary rain; it was blood-red raindrops, carrying a strong fishy smell, falling onto the sea with a hissing sound.

At the same time, a faint wail came from the void.

It was as if countless wronged souls were weeping, or as if heaven and earth were mourning the fall of a supreme saint.

Blood rained down, and ghosts and gods wailed.

The extraordinary celestial phenomenon of the fall of a supreme sage has descended!

Yan Qing and Tapa watched this scene, their faces pale, speechless.

Although they were saints, they were only lower-level saints. Having been in the divine realm for so long, this was the first time they had witnessed the fall of a higher-level saint.

The oppressive feeling of shared grief made their hearts feel as if they were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

"Walk!"

Meng Chuan gave a low shout, snapping the two out of their daze.

They are not out of danger yet!

The people from the Underworld Sect will clear the battlefield soon, and then they won't be able to leave even if they want to!

The three of them transformed into streaks of light once more and sped off in a direction far away from Wanfa Island.

Behind them, Wanfa Island had completely disappeared below the horizon.

Instead, there was a scene of devastation and a sea scarred by destruction.

……

On the black warship, the effeminate young man stood with his hands behind his back, watching Meng Chuan's departing figure, and narrowed his eyes.

"interesting……"

He licked his lips. "A mid-level saint who has fused five top-tier perfect laws, and possesses the aura of an elder of the Myriad Laws Hall… When did the Myriad Laws Hall cultivate such a genius?"

"Sect Master, should we give chase?" asked the subordinate beside him.

The effeminate young man shook his head: "Forget it, he's just a mid-level saint, he can't cause any big trouble. Besides... we have more important things to do now."

He turned around, looking in the direction of the ruins of Wanfa Island, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Pass down the order: clear the battlefield and collect all useful resources."

"Also, send someone to inform headquarters that Wanfa Island has been captured and the next phase of the plan can be initiated."

"yes!"

The subordinate accepted the order and left.

The effeminate young man turned back again, glanced in the direction where Meng Chuan had disappeared, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

……

Meng Chuan, carrying Yan Qing and Tapa, flew tens of millions of miles in one breath, and only after confirming that there were no pursuers behind them did they land on a remote, nameless island.

The three landed on the beach. Yan Qing and Tapa collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Meng Chuan was in no better shape; his internal energy of laws was almost completely depleted, and his face was as pale as paper.

But instead of resting, he first set up several concealment barriers around the island to ensure that he would not be tracked down by the people of the Underworld Sect.

After doing all this, he plopped down on the beach and looked up at the sky.

The blood rain had stopped, but the oppressive atmosphere still lingered in my heart.

The supreme sage has fallen...

In the Divine Realm, he witnessed the fall of a powerhouse of this level for the first time.

Moreover, in such a tragic way.

"Wanfa Island... is gone."

Yan Qing's voice was a little hoarse.

"Pluto Sect..."

Tapa's voice was filled with apprehension.

He looked at Meng Chuan, bowed, and thanked him, "Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, I owe you so much this time... otherwise, I would surely have perished on Wanfa Island!"

"Fellow Daoist Tapa, there's no need to be so polite... Now, we need a new place to stay."

Meng Chuan stood up, brushed the sand off his clothes, and said, "First, we'll recover our strength, and then... we'll take a detour to the Divine Realm Continent."

"It's more dangerous there, but there are also more opportunities."

Yan Qing and Tapa exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

They knew that from this day forward, their journey in the divine realm would enter a completely new phase.

The starting point of this phase was an island stained with blood.

And a fallen high-ranking saint.

……

Several days later, news of the Underworld Sect's capture of Wanfa Island spread throughout the entire coastal region.

The Hall of Myriad Laws was enraged and declared a full-scale war with the Underworld Sect.

The war between the two major powers has officially begun.

Behind this war, a mysterious mid-level saint who has integrated five laws has quietly entered the vision of the Underworld Sect.

No one knows his name, no one knows where he came from.

All I know is—

He's very strong!