Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

Just at this time,

A golden light rose from the east of the Three Realms, which was the true form of the Buddha.

Holding a golden lotus, his body radiated a vast, boundless Buddhist power: "Fellow Daoist Chu Fan, I'm here to help you!"

With a wave of his hand, the Buddha Tathagata infused countless streams of golden Buddhist power into the seven-colored light screen, making it instantly even more dazzling.

Then,

Deep within the Western Demon Realm, a black figure soared into the sky—the remnant soul of the Shadow Heavenly Lord.

After nine hundred years of purification, he finally broke free from the control of the chaotic power and regained his clarity:

"Dark Demon God, the grudges of yesteryear will be settled today!"

The Shadow Lord's shadow power resonated with the power of Ink Shadow, forming a huge black shadow that lunged towards the Dark Demon God.

In the southern demon realm, countless demon cultivators rode flying birds and beasts, rushing towards the battlefield.

The Demon Emperor, wielding his scepter, unleashed a surge of demonic power: "The fate of the Three Realms rests on the responsibility of the demon race!"

The demon army joined the battlefield, fighting alongside other races from the Three Realms.

The human realm of the East
Countless mortal cultivators also took up their weapons. Although their cultivation levels were low, their beliefs were unwavering.

They rushed towards the evil spirits from beyond the realm, protecting their homeland with their lives.

"When all races are of one mind, their strength can break even metal!"

Chu Fan looked at the endless stream of the myriad races' armies rushing to his aid, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He activated the Origin Crystal once more, pouring all his chaotic power into the Heart Seal: "Everyone, let's unleash our full power and utterly defeat the Dark Demon God!"

Su Qingyao, Mo Ying, Shui Ling, Xuanzang, Ye Zihan, Shi Qingcang and others poured their own source power and faith power into the Heart Seal.

Leaders of various races, including the Buddha, the Shadow Lord, and the Demon Emperor, also exerted their power, converging their strength into the Unity Seal.

The Seal of Unity erupted with an unprecedentedly dazzling light, completely merging with the power of the Heart of Light.

A golden pillar of light, containing the power of unity among all races, the power of light, the power of Buddha, the power of demons, the power of shadow, and other powers, shot towards the Dark Demon God.

The Dark God's expression changed drastically; he sensed a deadly threat.

He immediately gathered all the evil power, forming a massive black barrier: "Impossible! How could you insignificant races possess such power!"

The golden beam of light collided with the black barrier, but there was no earth-shattering roar, only a silent annihilation of energy.

The black barrier gradually crumbled and dissipated under the impact of the golden beam of light.

The golden beam of light continued to shoot towards the Dark Demon God, instantly piercing through his body.

The body of the Dark Demon God continuously disintegrated within the golden pillar of light, and its evil power was completely purified.

He let out a defiant roar: "I am not reconciled! I am the twin brother of the Creator God, how could I lose to you ants!"

As the Dark God dissipated, his black warships lost their source of power and crashed.

The extraterrestrial evil spirits and chaotic behemoths on the battlefield lost control; some were killed on the spot, while others were purified by Buddhist power and regained their clarity.

The golden pillar of light slowly dissipated, leaving the Seal of Unity and the Heart of Light suspended in mid-air, radiating a soft glow. The flames of war across the Three Realms gradually subsided, and the surviving cultivators embraced each other, cheering with joy.

Looking at the scene before him, Chu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile of satisfaction appearing on his lips.

Nine hundred years of inheritance and the efforts of countless people have finally brought peace to the three realms.

The Buddha stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Chu Fan, and congratulations to all races in the Three Realms for successfully surviving the millennium tribulation."

The Shadow Lord also said, "From now on, all races in the Three Realms will share weal and woe, and there will be no more barriers or conflicts."

The Demon Emperor nodded: "We will work together to protect the Three Realms and ensure that such a disaster never happens again."

Chu Fan raised his hand and waved it, and the Origin Crystal emitted countless soft rays of light, repairing the damaged mountains and rivers of the Three Realms.

The Seal of Unity and the Heart of Light transformed into two streams of light, which respectively merged into the Bagua Sealing Array of Zhenxuan Mountain and the Sea-Stabilizing Needle of the East Sea, becoming an eternal force protecting the Three Realms.

Su Qingyao and the other three stood beside Chu Fan, their eyes filled with longing as they looked at the Three Realms that had regained their vitality.

they know,

This victory is not just an end, but a new beginning.

All races and peoples of the Three Realms will develop together in a peaceful environment, pass on civilization, and protect this hard-won pure land.

Nine hundred years of waiting, nine hundred years of inheritance, nine hundred years of struggle.

The spirit of Emperor Lin Mo has long been integrated into every corner of the Three Realms.

Meanwhile, the young guardians such as Su Qingyao, Mo Ying, Shui Ling, and Xuanzang will take over the baton from their predecessors and continue to protect the peace and tranquility of the Three Realms, writing their own legends.

Since then,

With the unity of all races in the Three Realms, they multiplied and thrived, ushering in a brand new era.

The morning bell of Zhenxuan Mountain still rings out on time every day, witnessing the prosperity and flourishing of the Three Realms, and telling the immortal legend of all races uniting as one to fight against calamity.

On the seventh day after the fall of the Dark God, reconstruction work has been fully launched in all parts of the Three Realms.

The seven-colored light curtain of Zhenxuan Mountain still shrouded the central territory, and the restorative power emanating from the primordial crystal nourished the earth like spring rain.

The mountains and rivers eroded by the power of chaos gradually regained their greenery, withered plants sprouted new buds, and fresh vitality filled the air.

Chu Fan stood atop Zhenxuan Mountain, looking down at the busy cultivators of all races below, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Su Qingyao, holding a folding fan, slowly walked to his side and said softly:
"The casualty statistics for all races have been released. In this great war, the Three Realms lost a total of 3.72 million cultivators and more than 10 million mortals. The Western Demon Realm and the Northern Ice Plains suffered the most severe damage to their origins and will need at least a hundred years to fully recover."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fan's expression became more solemn: "A hundred years... I hope that no new crisis will arise within these hundred years."

He raised his hand and stroked the primordial crystal in his palm. The seven-colored light flowing within the crystal seemed to have dimmed slightly compared to before.
"The power of the Origin Crystal was too great. If it weren't for the Buddha and the Demon Emperor leaving behind some of the Origin Power to nourish it, it would probably be difficult to even maintain and repair the light barrier."

"Don't worry,"

Ye Zihan's figure emerged from the spatial rift, her silver-gray robes still faintly imbued with a chaotic aura.
“I have used the power of spacetime to reinforce the spatial barrier of the Three Realms. In the short term, no more evil spirits from outside the realm will be able to break in. Moreover, Shi Qingcang is overseeing the reconstruction in the northern ice plains. The cultivators of the dragon race and the barbarian race are cooperating very well. I believe that it will not be long before the north will be able to restore order.”

Just then, two communication talismans flew in from the sky simultaneously—(End of Chapter)