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

Luo Feng withdrew his spear, wiped away the blood, and headed towards the core of the lair.

A delicate jade box floats in the air, inside which are three small grasses, their bodies crystal clear and their leaves subtly rippling with ethereal patterns, exuding an alluring Daoist charm.

Voidgrass!

Luo Feng opened the inspection box, confirmed it was correct, and then put it away.

"Search the battlefield and take away the resources. Ascertain the origins of those who were captured. Those who wish to leave will be sent to nearby resource-rich planets; those who do not wish to leave... let them be."

"yes!"

His men responded enthusiastically and quickly dispersed.

The one-eyed burly man leaned closer and whispered, "Boss, we've raided nine pirate dens in the last six months, and we're being watched. I've heard that the 'Ugly Gang' and 'Fully One' pirate gangs are joining forces to target us."

Luo Feng remained calm: "Come on then."

"But……"

The one-eyed burly man hesitated. "The leader of the Ugly Gang broke through to the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm three years ago, and Bao Le Yao is even more ruthless, a late-stage Grandmaster, supposedly only a hair's breadth away from the peak. What about us..."

"Scared?"

Luo Feng glanced at him.

The one-eyed burly man stiffened his neck: "What are you saying, boss! Following the boss to kill space pirates, even dying would be worth it! I'm just worried..."

"There's nothing to worry about."

Luo Feng gazed at the eternal starry sky outside the porthole, "Even if they don't come, I'll still go find them."

Why?

Luo Feng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "My father said that those who practice martial arts must have courage and, even more importantly, a sense of responsibility!"

"This starry sky is vast, and the law of the jungle prevails, that's for sure."

"But it's not a sign of skill for the strong to bully the weak."

"Protecting the weak is what a martial artist should do."

"When I see space pirates slaughtering civilians and plundering resources, I have to intervene."

"If I can't beat them, it's because I'm not good enough. I deserve to die."

"If you can beat them, beat them until they're in pain, until they're terrified, until they never dare to lay a hand on you again!"

He paused, his voice turning cold: "I don't need to elaborate on how many resource planets the Ugly Gang and Bao Le Yao have slaughtered and how many transport ships they've seized over the years."

"It's good that they've teamed up; it saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

The one-eyed burly man stared blankly at Luo Feng, his eyes welling up with tears: "Boss, I'm selling my life to you!"

Luo Feng patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

The battlefield was quickly inventoried.

The resources filled three transport ships, including rare ores, high-grade energy blocks, and ancient martial arts techniques.

Luo Feng kept 10% of the money and exchanged it for food and medicine, which he then had delivered to several nearby mining stations that had been plundered by space pirates.

The rest will be divided according to the old rules.

"Boss, where to next?"

Luo Feng brought up the star map and pointed to a star field marked "danger zone".

"The Ugly Gang's stronghold is here. They've joined forces with Bao Le Yao and will surely set up an ambush here."

"Let's go and meet them!"

At this moment, a fighting spirit surged in his eyes!

Mid-stage Grandmaster? Late-stage?

Perfect, I'll use this to sharpen my gun!

The one-eyed burly man took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "I'll go tell the brothers to get ready!"

The starship changed direction, its engines roared, and it disappeared into the depths of darkness.

Luo Feng returned to the main seat, took out the three Void Grasses, and began to refine them.

The pure void essence merged into his body, stabilizing the power that had become slightly agitated due to the Devouring Star Beast's essence.

He could sense that he was not far from reaching the late stage of the Grandmaster realm.

Suddenly, he remembered Blue Star.

Fifteen years.

On Earth, only a few months have passed...?

He remembered the day he set off, his mother's red eyes from crying, and the heavy slap his father gave him on the back.

"It's normal to practice martial arts and fight others. If you're afraid of death, you might as well go back to your hometown and farm!"

My father's words still echo in my ears.

He is not afraid to compete with others, and he is even less afraid of death!

Now, he has gone from being a child from an ordinary martial arts family on Earth to becoming a grandmaster—the tyrant Luo Feng—who reigns supreme in this interstellar martial arts world and strikes fear into the hearts of space pirates!

He thought of Xiao Yan.

That kid was randomly transported to a low-level martial arts world. He's probably still practicing hard in some small place, right?

In a low-level martial arts world, innate talent is the pinnacle.

In just over a decade, even if Xiao Yan had a stroke of incredible luck, he would likely struggle to break through the innate level, at most reaching the acquired level...

In this interstellar high-martial-arts world, a martial artist who has acquired skills is nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

There's also Chen Beixuan.

In the world of immortals and heroes, there are Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul... I've heard that in the world of high immortals there are also Mahayana and Tribulation Transcending stages!

I wonder what level that guy has reached in his cultivation?

Time flows even faster in the world of immortals; at least forty or fifty years have passed in the world Chen Beixuan went to...

In the world of immortals and heroes, one must ultimately proceed step by step and hone one's foundation.

Unlike the high-martial arts world he's in now, where plundering, killing, and devouring... progress is incredibly fast!

As for Meng Chuan...

That usually quiet guy always chooses the martial arts world, but it's unclear whether he'll be randomly assigned low-level or high-level martial arts.

If it's a low-level martial arts technique, then we'll surely meet again someday...

If it's a high-level martial arts expert... given the other party's introverted and reserved nature, there's a high probability he'll be able to return alive?

After all, the survival rate in high-martial arts worlds is nearly 90%.

Luo Feng shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

Outside the porthole, starlight shimmered.

The Black Dragon tore through the darkness and resolutely sailed toward the next battlefield!

……

Meng Chuan, living in the prehistoric world, was naturally unaware that his classmate Luo Feng had become a "bully" feared by space pirates in the interstellar high-martial world.

With the third lecture at Zixiao Palace imminent, he is currently in seclusion, hoping to take another step forward before the lectures begin and enter the "mid-stage of Quasi-Saint"!

However, time flew by, and as the palace gates were about to open, he ultimately failed to take that crucial step.

"The three lectures at Zixiao Palace are about the way of the sages... It is the way to become a sage by severing the three corpses. As before, it is not very useful to me, but I can learn a little from it."

"There might be a chance to reach the mid-stage of Quasi-Sainthood during the three lectures!"

When he and Houtu left the ancestral land of the Wu tribe and headed to the Zixiao Palace deep within the chaos—

Throughout the primordial world, countless powerful beings were also on their way.

Moreover, many people have discovered that without the cultivation level of a Great Luo Immortal after entering the Chaos Realm, it is difficult to move an inch.

Even in the early stages of the Great Luo realm, every step is difficult, and one must rely on spiritual treasures to travel.

"The threshold for the Three Lectures at Zixiao Palace has become even higher... Without the cultivation of a Great Luo Immortal, it is difficult to be among the three thousand guests this time."

Meng Chuan walked calmly through the chaos, observing the "hundreds of lives" before him, and understood.

"After the three lectures concluded, Hongjun accepted the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti as his disciples, bestowing upon them the Primordial Purple Qi... Another wisp was given to Hongyun, which also became his calamity!"

"However, this is the original trajectory of the primordial world..."

"With me here, Hongyun will surely be safe and sound!"

At that moment, a question suddenly came to his mind—

"Among the myriad realms, there are countless martial arts worlds and cultivation worlds, but the Primordial World is undoubtedly unique."

"I have been in this world for more than 25,000 years... but I have not been forcibly teleported back to Earth, which means that less than a year has passed on Earth."

"The teleportation stone that allows travel through countless worlds appeared on Earth eight hundred years ago..."

"Assuming one year on Earth is equivalent to 25,000 years of primordial chaos... and 800 years on Earth is equivalent to 20 million years of primordial chaos..."

"One Yuanhui in the primordial era is equal to 129,600 years...20 million years, which is converted into approximately 154 Yuanhui in the primordial era."

"And in the primordial world, from the time Pangu created the world to the three lectures at Zixiao Palace... at most only a few dozen Yuanhui have passed."

"It seems that the flow of time in the primordial world might only be accelerated if there were Earthlings present?"

"If there were no Earthlings in this world, would the flow of time be the same as on Earth? Or slower? Or slightly faster?"