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

The man had seen Meng Chuan's portrait before, so he recognized Meng Chuan's identity at a glance.

As the greedy glint in his eyes intensified, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. "It's like finding a needle in a haystack. You actually dared to deliver yourself to my doorstep?"

Meng Chuan looked down at him, his tone indifferent: "Who are you?"

"Li Gu, an inner sect elder of the Underworld Sect."

The man announced his name, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Meng Chuan, you killed many disciples of my Underworld King Sect. Today, you will pay for this in blood!"

Meng Chuan ignored his threat and asked directly, "I have a question for you—when you broke into the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, did you capture a young woman? Her name was Yan Qing, and she was my personal disciple."

Li Gu was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "So you've come looking for a disciple? Hahaha... Meng Chuan, you can barely take care of yourself, and you're still thinking about finding a disciple?"

"Don't worry, once you're in my hands, I'll treat you well. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly attacked!

A jet-black chain flew out from his sleeve, carrying a dense power of the law of death, and wrapped around Meng Chuan!

Wherever the chains passed, even the air crackled and hissed from the corrosion!

At the same time, another woman at the advanced Saint realm also made a move—she formed hand seals, and dozens of black ice cones condensed out of thin air, shooting towards Meng Chuan from all directions!

The two high-ranking saints joined forces and attacked from both sides with perfect coordination, clearly showing that they were seasoned veterans who had been through many battles!

However, Meng Chuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

He stood there, letting the dark chain wrap around his body—

Then, the moment the chains tightened, his body suddenly became ethereal.

The chains passed through his body as if passing through a phantom.

That was the magic of the law of time—he briefly placed himself at a point in the past, making the current attack completely unable to reach him.

Li Gu's expression changed: "What?!"

Before he could react, Meng Chuan's figure had already appeared in front of him, right in front of him.

Meng Chuan extended his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and gently touched Li Gu's brow.

One finger!

It is understated and devoid of any worldly concerns.

But Li Gu's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, and his pupils were filled with fear and resentment.

Then, starting from his brow, his body shattered inch by inch—not the kind of shattering that sends blood and flesh flying, but rather like porcelain, peeling away piece by piece, dissipating, and finally turning into nothingness.

With a single finger, he could kill even a high-ranking saint!

This scene left everyone present, including the woman, stunned.

"How is that possible..."

The woman's voice trembled, "You... even if you've broken through to become a high-level saint, you've only just broken through... how could you possibly have such strength..."

Although the inner sect elder who was just killed by Meng Chuan was a high-level saint who had just broken through tens of thousands of years ago, and his strength was at the bottom among the high-level saints of the Underworld Sect, he should not have been killed so easily by Meng Chuan.

"Nothing is impossible."

Meng Chuan said calmly, turning to look at her, "Now, I'll ask you the same question—on that day, did your Underworld Sect capture a young woman named Yan Qing?"

The woman's lips trembled slightly, and she instinctively took a step back.

But she was, after all, a high-ranking saint, and quickly regained her composure, gritting her teeth as she said, "I don't know who you're talking about! But you killed Li Gu, and you will not leave the Underworld Sect alive today!"

She crushed another communication jade talisman, and this time the signal she sent was more urgent and more dazzling than before!

Soon, from the depths of the Underworld Sect, six more powerful auras soared into the sky!

Six figures, like six black shooting stars, streaked across the sky and landed in front of the mountain gate!

All six of them were high-ranking saints!

Including the female protector, there were a total of seven high-level saints who surrounded Meng Chuan!

The leader was an elderly man with white hair, holding a white bone scepter. He possessed the most profound aura and was clearly an outstanding figure among the high-ranking saints, incomparable to ordinary high-ranking saints.

He glanced at the lingering wisp of law power left behind after Li Gu dissipated, his brow furrowing slightly. Then he looked at Meng Chuan and spoke coldly:

"Meng Chuan, I am Xuanming, the fourth elder of the Underworld King Sect. Today you have stormed my mountain gate, killed my inner sect elders, and slaughtered my disciples—if you surrender now, I may grant you a quick death."

Seven high-ranking saints simultaneously unleashed their oppressive power!

The combined pressure was like an invisible mountain, crushing down on Meng Chuan!

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, the ground began to crack, and even the space itself showed many obvious cracks!

Such a lineup would be something even a high-ranking saint of the same level would never dare to confront head-on!

However, Meng Chuan remained expressionless.

He stood surrounded by seven high-ranking saints, his robes fluttering in the wind from the oppressive aura, yet his body remained motionless, as if the seven oppressive auras were nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

He slowly glanced at the seven people around him, then unhurriedly took out a token from his pocket.

The token was entirely blue, with an ancient character "鸿" engraved on it, and below it was a streamlined pattern that resembled a divine bird spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.

The moment the token appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Xuanming's gaze fell on the token, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

"An inner disciple's token from the Lone Goose Holy Land?!"

For the first time, a hint of fear appeared in his voice!

The other six high-ranking saints also changed color!

Lone Goose Holy Land!

That is one of the five behemoths in the southern part of the Divine Realm Continent, an existence that the Underworld King Sect dares not provoke easily!

The inner disciples of the Lonely Goose Holy Land hold an even more prestigious position, and each one is a peerless genius selected from thousands of candidates!

Most importantly, the number of people in the Lone Goose Holy Land is extremely small, only a few hundred, which makes them extremely protective of their own!

They never expected that Meng Chuan would become an inner disciple of the Lonely Goose Holy Land!

"When...when did you...?"

Xuanming's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Meng Chuan put the token back into his pocket, his tone calm yet resolute:

"I am now an inner disciple of the Lonely Swan Holy Land. If you dare to lay a finger on me, the Lonely Swan Holy Land will likely be displeased..."

He paused, his gaze meeting Xuanming's eyes directly:

"Now, can we have a proper talk?"

Xuanming fell silent.

His hand, holding the bone scepter, trembled slightly.

The six high-ranking saints behind him looked at each other, none of them daring to make the first move.

Killing a remnant of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws is no problem.

Kill an inner disciple of the Lonely Wilderness Holy Land—

They can't afford the consequences!

Even the Underworld Sect cannot afford this!

After a long while, Xuanming let out a long breath, withdrawing his oppressive aura. His tone carried a hint of helplessness and apprehension:

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan...please come into the sect for a chat."