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

"This item is of little use to me now."

Meng Chuan handed over the Golden Dragon Scissors, saying, "You both cultivate the primordial spirit, so you can use this treasure for self-defense. I know you don't like fighting, but it's always good to have an extra spiritual treasure to protect you."

Houtu was startled and looked at the Golden Dragon Scissors.

It is a supreme weapon of destruction among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and it is an unparalleled treasure even in the current primordial world.

He actually wants to give it to her?

"This item is precious..."

She said it instinctively.

"It cannot compare to the fragments of the Chaos Pearl."

Meng Chuan interrupted her, gently placing the Golden Dragon Scissors in her palm. "Take it. Consider it... a small gift in return for being the one who guided you."

Houtu remained silent for a moment, then stopped refusing.

She reached out and grasped the Golden Dragon Scissors.

As soon as she held the weapon, its sharp, murderous aura flowed through her, yet it did not repel her; instead, it subtly harmonized with her calm and profound primordial spirit.

"This treasure truly possesses spiritual power," Houtu said softly.

"It approves of you." Meng Chuan smiled.

The two exchanged a glance, then looked away.

The ice cave was quiet for a moment, with only the chaotic Daoist aura emanating from the fragments of the Chaos Pearl and the sharp aura of the Golden Dragon Scissors slowly intertwining in the space shrouded in clear light.

"How long will you need to cultivate here?" Houtu asked.

"Uncertain." Meng Chuan shook his head. "I intend to break through to the peak of the Great Luo realm before the second lecture at Zixiao Palace... Now that I have the fragment of the Chaos Pearl, I should be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

The path he took to prove the laws of the Way was inherently difficult, and it became even more so as he progressed.

Sometimes, a single opportunity is more valuable than a thousand years of arduous cultivation.

Houtu nodded and stood up.

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

"I send you."

"No need."

Houtu shook her head, gripped the golden dragon scissors in her hand, nodded slightly to him, and turned to leave the ice cave.

A flash of dark yellow light disappeared into the horizon.

Meng Chuan stood at the entrance of the ice cave, gazing in the direction she had left. After a long while, he slowly clenched the fragment in his hand.

The fragments were warm, as if still retaining the warmth of her palm.

He turned and went back into the depths of the ice cave, where he sat down cross-legged.

He held the fragment of the Chaos Pearl in his palm and focused his mind on it.

boom--!!

It was as if a door leading to the beginning of chaos had been opened.

Countless fragmented and chaotic scenes and Daoist charms, yet containing the essence of the Great Dao, surged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before chaos was created and the primordial order was established, the three thousand great paths intertwined, and earth, water, fire, and wind surged forth...

A divine pearl was born, encompassing all things, evolving the world...

When Pangu created the world, his divine axe struck down, shattering the divine pearl and scattering its fragments...

Scene after scene, layer upon layer.

Meng Chuan was completely absorbed, eagerly absorbing, comprehending, and deducing.

The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique operates on its own, with Qi and blood surging like rivers and seas, resonating with the chaotic Daoist rhythm.

Within his primordial spirit, the three-colored Dao flower shone brightly, its petals displaying intricate chaotic patterns. The rainbow bridge formed from the five elements within his chest was also tinged with a trace of chaotic color.

The bottleneck that led to the perfection of the Great Luo realm in its later stages began to loosen.

Little by little, and then little by little.

Time loses its meaning in the ice cave.

More than three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Meng Chuan's aura suddenly fluctuated violently.

Fragments of the Chaos Pearl hung above his head, cascading down streams of chaotic energy that enveloped him.

Within the body, the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique circulated to an unprecedented extreme, causing the blood and qi to explode like a furnace. The pale golden bones, flesh, and internal organs were all cleansed and tempered by the chaotic energy, turning them into a hazy, chaotic color.

Within the primordial spirit, the three-colored Dao flower fully bloomed, and at the flower's stamen, a point of chaotic light condensed and grew stronger.

The five qi rainbow bridge in his chest completely merged with the stem of the Dao flower, transforming into a chaotic Dao foundation that ran through his entire dantian.

boom--!!

The invisible barrier shattered with a deafening roar.

A surge of immense magical power erupted from his dantian, sweeping through his limbs and bones, completely merging with his qi and blood, transforming into a new, chaotic, heavy, and vast power that contained boundless vitality.

The pinnacle of the Great Luo!

In the instant of breakthrough, the light of the Chaos Pearl fragment dimmed, and it entered Meng Chuan's brow, sinking into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, merging with the Dao Fruit of his primordial spirit.

Meng Chuan opened his eyes, a chaotic halo of light swirling within them before vanishing in an instant.

He slowly rose to his feet, his aura deep and unfathomable, yet also carrying a hint of chaotic etherealness.

From this moment on, he officially stepped into the peak of the Great Luo!

Moreover, both the primordial spirit and the physical body have entered this realm!

In terms of cultivation alone, he has already reached the same level as the Three Pure Ones and other top beings in the primordial world.

As for combat strength...

With a slight thought, Meng Chuan summoned the God-Slaying Spear in his palm.

The gun was jet black, with a faint trace of chaotic gray light amidst the dark red Dao patterns.

The spear thrust out silently.

Where the spear tip passed, space was torn apart like thin paper, revealing the chaotic void behind it. Earth, water, fire, and wind surged forth, evolving and dying.

The power of this spear is many times stronger than before the breakthrough!

"With my current cultivation level, combined with the complete God-Slaying Spear... even if I faced Taiyi, who had also reached the peak of the Great Luo realm and could further unleash the power of the Chaos Bell..."

Meng Chuan's eyes shone brightly.

"We should have a 70% chance of winning!"

If Taiyi's cultivation advances further, not only will his own combat power increase, but he will also be able to unleash the power of the Chaos Bell to a greater extent.

After all, the Chaos Bell is a supreme treasure created at the beginning of creation, and only those at the peak of Quasi-Saint level can fully unleash its power.

Of course, the same goes for his god-slaying spear.

If we were to borrow the power of the Chaos Pearl fragments to evolve a nascent form of the Chaos World to suppress it...

The outcome may no longer be in doubt!

He calmed his breathing and stepped out of the ice cave.

On the Northern Sea, the cold wind still blows, and the land is frozen for thousands of miles.

But in his eyes, this desolate place had taken on a different hue.

The fragments of the Chaos Pearl deepened his understanding of "chaos," "evolution," and "inclusivity." Looking at the world again, he realized that everything has its own principles and all laws have their own origins.

"It's time to leave."

Meng Chuan looked out at the sky.

Judging by the time, the second lecture at Zixiao Palace is about to begin.

What I am about to say is the path of a quasi-sage.

That is the true path to touching the threshold of Hunyuan, and it should not be missed.

It's time to go.

"She... will probably go too..."

The image of that calm face appeared in Meng Chuan's mind, and a hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes.

She cultivated her primordial spirit, and the lectures at Zixiao Palace greatly benefited her.

and……

He looked down at his palm.

The bone fragment given by Houtu was radiating a warm and gentle feeling.

It seems they are also looking forward to their next meeting.

Without further hesitation, Meng Chuan took a step forward.

The Qiankun Ruler sliced ​​through the void, and the figure disappeared into it.

Target—the primordial chaos beyond the heavens, the Purple Cloud Palace!

This time, he will attend this grand feast of the primordial world as one of the top powers in the primordial world!

……

Buzhou Mountain is the ancestral home of the Wu tribe.

Houtu sat cross-legged in the meditation stone chamber, with the golden dragon scissors lying horizontally on her lap.

My fingertips lightly traced the cold blades, feeling their sharp, ruthless essence.

This treasure was indeed in harmony with her primordial spirit, and there was no difficulty in refining it.

After more than three thousand years of refinement, it has been thoroughly perfected.

"He should have... broken through by now, right?"

Houtu gazed northward, a ripple appearing in her calm eyes.

The fragments of the Chaos Pearl might help him take that step.

As for the second lecture at Zixiao Palace...

She got up, walked to the window, and looked up at the sky.

It's time to set off.

Perhaps this time, I will meet him again outside the palace gates.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips unconsciously curved into a very faint smile.

He turned around, put away the Golden Dragon Scissors, and stepped barefoot out of the stone chamber.

"Brother, I'm going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao." She found Dijiang and got straight to the point.

Dijiang nodded, asking no further questions, only saying, "Be careful. The demon race has been making frequent moves lately; Taiyi, Dijun, and the others will definitely be there too."

"I see."

Houtu responded, her body transforming into a stream of dark yellow light, soaring into the sky and heading towards the chaos beyond the heavens.

……

at the same time.

The Sun Star, the Palace of the Sun God.

Taiyi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with crimson-gold light, and his aura was even more profound and vast than it had been a thousand years ago.

Peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

After his battle with Meng Chuan ended in a draw, he went into seclusion several times, and after more than three thousand years, he finally took this step.

"Meng Chuan..."

He murmured the name, his eyes gleaming with icy coldness.

"This second lecture at Zixiao Palace... I will definitely show you... what the real... difference is!"

He rose and stepped out of the temple.

Behind me, the Chaos Bell tolled softly, its sound echoing across the vast sea of ​​clouds.

……

Buzhou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Blood Sea, Wuzhuang Temple, Northern Sea, West...

Powerful auras surged into the sky, transforming into streams of light that converged towards the primordial chaos beyond the heavens.

The second lecture at Zixiao Palace is about to begin!

The most powerful beings in the primordial world have gathered once again.

This time, however, what is being discussed is the path of a quasi-saint.

The Gate of Primordial Chaos has slowly opened.

Whoever steps in first will gain the upper hand in the grand scheme of things to come.