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

Hongjun's words echoed in the frozen world.

That figure deep within the chaos did not exude any imposing pressure, but his mere presence was enough to make the rules of the entire primordial world submit to him.

The wind dared not blow, the clouds dared not move, and even time seemed to bow its head before him.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood not far away, his expression shifting constantly.

He didn't expect that this matter would alarm the teacher to personally intervene.

What surprised and puzzled him even more was—

The teacher addressed Meng Chuan as "fellow Daoist"?

Fellow?

The teacher embodies the Dao of Heaven and governs the primordial world; he is the source of all paths and the teacher of all saints.

Even the six Heavenly Saints could only respectfully address their teacher as "Teacher".

The teacher has never addressed anyone as "fellow Daoist".

Today, however, an exception was made. For the first time, a sense of unease welled up in the heart of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Meng Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the figure deep within the chaos, his smile widening rather than diminishing.

"Crossing the line?"

He repeated the word, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Which realm are you referring to, Hongjun? The primordial realm, or the realm of the Heavenly Dao?"

Hongjun did not answer directly, but simply looked at him calmly.

Those eyes held no joy or anger, no sorrow or happiness, only an indifference that transcended all emotion—

That is the perspective of the Way of Heaven itself, viewing all things as straw dogs and all living beings as ants.

"I do not wish to inquire as to where you come from, fellow Daoist."

Hongjun's voice rang out again, ancient and distant, "But the primordial world has its own order, and the Investiture of the Gods calamity has its own destiny. Fellow Daoist, your interference and disruption of the will of Heaven are unreasonable and unjustifiable."

"That doesn't make sense?"

Meng Chuan laughed, "You set your numbers, I'll go my own way. Your people provoked me first, I was just retaliating. What, you're allowed to kill according to the rules, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"

Hongjun remained silent for a moment. "The death of Puxian was his own fault."

He spoke slowly, surprisingly admitting this, "The defeat of Ran Deng and the others was also due to their inferior skills. This old Daoist can overlook these things."

"but--"

His tone turned slightly somber. "Fellow Daoist, you should not interfere in the Investiture of the Gods. The Shang Dynasty's fate has run its course, and Xiqi is destined to rise. Fellow Daoist, by going against the will of Heaven, you will only place yourself in opposition to the Way of Heaven."

After listening, Meng Chuan smiled calmly, "Hongjun, I'm going to interfere anyway, what can you do about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan took a step forward. With this step, the solidified world actually began to loosen slightly!

Those rules that were suppressed by Hongjun's aura actually showed signs of revival in front of his footsteps!

The face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable turned deathly pale instantly!

He never expected that Meng Chuan would dare to speak to the teacher in such a tone!

This is the Dao Ancestor!

The supreme being who embodies the Heavenly Dao!

Even the six Heavenly Saints dared not show the slightest disrespect before their teacher! Deep within the chaos, Hongjun remained silent.

That silence was more terrifying than thunder.

The entire world trembled in that silence, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

After a long silence, Hongjun finally spoke, his voice carrying a rare fluctuation: "Fellow Daoist, you have gone too far."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant hand reached out from the depths of chaos!

That hand was formed from pure chaotic energy, and the lines on its palm reflected the trajectory of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, earth, and the birth and death of all things!

With a single palm strike, the power of the laws governing an entire world is contained!

This palm strike was more than ten times stronger than the full-force attack of the Primordial Celestial Venerable just now!

This is the true power of the Dao Ancestor!

Meng Chuan's eyes finally turned serious.

He didn't retreat or dodge, but instead took a deep breath and struck out with the same palm!

His palms were fair and slender, seemingly ordinary, but when he struck out, an aura no less powerful than Hongjun's erupted! The two palms collided!

There was no loud noise, no shockwave, and no earth-shattering phenomenon.

Because the two forces were so immense, so immense that at the moment of their collision, they directly tore apart the primordial spatial barrier, pouring all their energy into the endless chaotic void!

Even so, the aftershocks still caused the entire city of Chaoge to shake violently, bricks and stones fell from the city walls, and deep, bottomless ravines cracked in the ground!

Hongjun's pupils contracted sharply.

He clearly felt that his palm strike had been firmly caught by the other party.

Moreover—the opponent's aura was in no way weaker than his!

How is that possible?

He merged with the Heavenly Dao, wielding two-thirds of the Great Dao's authority over the primordial world, further enhanced by the merging of the Earthly Dao into the Heavenly Dao after Houtu's reincarnation—

His strength within the primordial world has reached an unbelievable level!

His strength is so great that even if his four direct disciples and two nominal disciples were combined, they couldn't catch up with him!

But this person before him is actually on par with him? "Fellow Daoist is indeed extraordinary."

For the first time, Hongjun's voice carried a hint of solemnity, "With your strength, fellow Daoist, I truly cannot do anything to you in the primordial world."

"but--"

He then changed the subject, "Fellow Daoist, you can't do anything to this old Daoist. If we were to truly fight, the entire primordial world would be shattered. At that time, all living beings would be devastated, and all things would wither—I'm sure that's not what you want to see, is it?"

He said this with a hint of certainty in his voice.

Because he could tell that although Meng Chuan acted recklessly, he was not a cold-hearted person.

He was quite protective of that mortal emperor, and he was not indifferent to the people in the city.

Such a person would not want to see the primordial world shattered and billions of living beings reduced to dust.

However, what Hongjun never expected was—

His words struck a chord in Meng Chuan's mind like a bolt of lightning!

Meng Chuan's pupils contracted.

Shatter the primordial world? He had been thinking about how to leave this primordial world.

He tried to find the weak points in the spatial barrier and tried to deduce ways to leave, but to no avail.

This world is like a giant cage, trapping him firmly within it.

But now, Hongjun's words gave him a completely new perspective—

"Is shattering the primordial chaos the right way for me to leave this world?"

The thought flashed through his mind, but it spread like wildfire and could never be extinguished!

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed!

If the world really breaks apart, wouldn't he be able to take the opportunity to escape?

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan's lips curled up into a meaningful smile.

"The Daoist Ancestor is right—"

He flexed his wrists, and the energy within his body began to rise steadily. "If you and I really get into a fight, the primordial world will indeed be doomed."

"So—" He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on the figure deep within the chaos, "why don't we give it a try?"

Hongjun frowned for the first time.

He keenly sensed that Meng Chuan's attitude had changed.

The person who was just trying to reason with him now seemed to have found something exciting, and became eager to try it out.

"Fellow Daoist, you—"

Hongjun was about to speak when Meng Chuan had already made his move!

He didn't give Hongjun any time to react and threw a punch directly!

This punch was stronger, more ferocious, and more ruthless than the previous palm strike!

Wherever the fist's energy passed, the spatial barriers of the primordial world shattered like glass!

Chaotic energy surged in from the shattered void, and wherever it passed, all matter was broken down into the most primitive particles!

Hongjun's expression finally changed!

He had no choice but to intervene! The two powers, both at the level of high-ranking saints, clashed once more, this time without any reservations!

"Boom—!!!"

The entire world was shaking violently!

The walls of Chaoge City collapsed with a roar, and a deep abyss stretching for a thousand miles was split open in the ground!

In the distance, mountain peaks collapsed one after another, rivers flowed backward, and lava spewed forth!

It's a scene straight out of the apocalypse!