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

Meng Chuan stood outside the gate of the Lonely Goose Holy Land, looking at the pure white figure in front of him, and was momentarily dazed.

After many years apart, Houtu's appearance has hardly changed.

She still has that exquisitely beautiful face, and that aloof and otherworldly temperament.

But upon closer inspection, some subtle differences can be found:

Her eyes were calmer than before, and there was a hint of composure in her brows after experiencing vicissitudes. The aura surrounding her was also more solid and pure than I remembered.

Having roamed the Divine Realm for many years, she was already a mid-level Saint, a fact he already knew from the previous "Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking".

She also knows that she is now not far from becoming a "saint".

"have not seen you for a long time."

Houtu spoke first, her voice as calm as ever, yet carrying a subtle warmth.

Meng Chuan snapped out of his reverie, a smile unconsciously spreading across his lips: "Long time no see."

These four simple words seem to contain a thousand unspoken messages.

The two looked at each other for a moment, neither of them rushing to speak.

The wind outside the mountain gate blew, swirling a few fallen leaves in the air before they slowly fell back down.

Finally, Meng Chuan broke the silence: "Come in and talk."

He led Houtu through the mountain gate of the Lonely Goose Holy Land and walked inwards.

The disciples of the Lonely Wilderness Holy Land encountered along the way couldn't help but glance at Meng Chuan a few more times when they saw the elegant woman in white accompanying him, but no one asked any questions.

Meng Chuan didn't take her to any formal reception room, but instead took her directly to the Inner Sect's Rebellious Fate Mountain.

The moment Houtu stepped onto Mount Niming, her gaze flickered slightly: "This mountain... is not simple."

"Mount Niming, the strongest lineage in the Lonely Wild Goose Holy Land."

Meng Chuan explained, "I am now the seventh disciple of the Reverse Fate Mountain... I suppose you've already heard about my current identity since you've found this place."

Houtu nodded.

The two sat down in front of Meng Chuan's thatched hut.

Meng Chuan brewed a pot of tea, and the aroma rose gently, swirling into a light mist in the afternoon sunlight.

Houtu picked up her teacup, took a small sip, then put it down, her gaze falling on Meng Chuan's face: "You've changed a lot."

"Really?" Meng Chuan picked up his teacup as well. "What's changed?"

"You used to always have a tension in your eyes, like you were chasing something and never dared to stop for a moment."

Houtu spoke calmly, as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact, "Now... I'm a little more relaxed."

Meng Chuan was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "My state before I left the Primordial World was normal... After all, at that time, I had not only not yet attained the Primordial Dao, but I also had not yet been able to wait for you to become a Supreme Saint of the Earthly Dao."

"As for now... I guess I've finally gained a foothold in this divine realm."

He was telling the truth.

From the primordial world to the Hongmeng universe, then back to the primordial world, and finally to this divine realm, he has never truly relaxed most of the time.

In the primordial world, he had to struggle to survive in an environment teeming with powerful beings;

Returning to the primordial universe requires considering the safety of family and Earth;

After arriving in the Divine Realm, he experienced the destruction of the Hall of Myriad Laws, his escape, his infiltration, and his rise... until he joined the Mountain of Reversal of Fate, he finally had a sense of "being able to catch his breath".

Houtu did not continue the topic, but instead said, "I have joined the Ice Spirit Holy Land."

Meng Chuan was slightly taken aback: "The Ice Spirit Holy Land? The one in the northern part of the Divine Realm Continent?"

After joining the Lonely Goose Holy Land, he didn't just bury himself in cultivation all the time. He also gained a deeper understanding of this divine realm through the information shared by the Holy Land.

This includes some of the most powerful forces on the Divine Realm Continent, including those that are on par with the Lonely Wild Goose Holy Land.

The Ice Spirit Holy Land is a top-tier power on the Divine Realm Continent, no weaker than the Lonely Wild Goose Holy Land, located in the north of the Divine Realm Continent.

"Hmm." Houtu nodded. "It was a coincidence. I had only been in the Divine Realm Continent for a short time when I happened to meet an elder from the Ice Spirit Holy Land who was training nearby. She saw that I had some talent, so she took me in as a disciple."

"I see."

Meng Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

Houtu's next words made Meng Chuan's expression slightly tense: "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about this question—why are we 'Great Dao Saints' from other worlds forcibly teleported to the Divine Realm?"

Meng Chuan put down his teacup, his expression turning serious: "I've thought about it. But I haven't found a definite answer yet."

"I looked through some ancient books in the library of the Ice Spirit Holy Land and found a clue."

Houtu said, "The Divine Realm seems to be the 'end' of all the great worlds."

"end?"

"In any great world, whether it is the Primordial Universe, the Great Wilderness World, or any other great world, as long as a cultivator reaches the realm of 'Great Dao Saint,' he will be marked by the Great Dao Will of that world. Then, the Great Dao of the Divine Realm World will forcibly contact the Great Daos of various great worlds to summon him, and then teleport us here."

Houtu's tone remained calm, but the amount of information in her words was immense. "Ancient texts say that this is because the Great Dao of the Divine Realm is the highest level of existence in all worlds. It's like a vortex, absorbing all cultivators who have reached a certain level."

Meng Chuan frowned: "What is the purpose?"

"It's not written in the ancient texts," Houtu shook her head, "but there's a guess—the Great Dao of the Divine Realm is collecting 'seeds'."

"seed?"

"Cultivators from different worlds bring their own understanding of the laws and cultivation systems. When these different perceptions collide and merge in the divine realm, entirely new possibilities may emerge."

Houtu's gaze deepened, "And the Great Dao needs these possibilities."

Meng Chuan remained silent for a long time.

Although there was no concrete evidence for this conjecture, it gave him a strange chill.

If the entire God Realm is considered as a huge testing ground, then these "outsiders" who were forcibly teleported here are the "samples" thrown into the testing ground.

He shook his head, temporarily suppressing the unsettling thought, and instead asked, "Are you aware of the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking?"

Houtu nodded: "I know. I could see that list before."

"It's gone," Meng Chuan said.

"I know."

Houtu's answer surprised Meng Chuan slightly. "Some time ago, I suddenly realized that I couldn't sense that ranking list anymore. I originally thought it was my problem, but now that I hear what you've said, it seems that no one can see it anymore."

What are your thoughts?

Houtu remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "The appearance and disappearance of the Extraterrestrial Demon Ranking should both be related to the Great Dao Will of the Divine Realm. Now that it has disappeared, either the Great Dao believes we no longer need this ranking, or—"

She paused, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes: "The Great Dao itself has a problem."

This deduction made Meng Chuan's heart sink.

Is there something wrong with the Great Way?

That is the foundation of the entire God Realm!