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Countless practitioners stood on this war-torn continent, and the air was filled with tension and blood. Every practitioner's eyes flashed with determination, as they knew that this battle was not only about life and death, but also about the future of the human race.

At this moment, the battle horn has been blown, and all the human cultivators have thrown themselves into it without hesitation. Everyone understands that only in this war can they prove the value of their existence and contribute their own strength to the rise of the human race. Chen Xiu stood in the center of the battlefield, watching all this quietly. There was no wavering in his heart, only calmness and determination.

This moment is not only the peak moment for the human cultivators, but also the turning point of the history of the entire prehistoric continent. Every human cultivator is going all out like a beast. Their eyes are no longer filled with fear of the powerful enemy, but with infinite longing for the future. Every swing of the sword, every punch, symbolizes the rise of the human race from the trough, and symbolizes that they will use their own strength to write a glorious chapter in the future.

"For the human race, for our future!" This is the belief of every practitioner. Whether on the front line or in the rear, every practitioner is ready to fight for the human race. Their bodies are burning with fighting spirit in their blood, and their eyes reveal determination and fearlessness. In this huge war, they are no longer isolated and helpless individuals, but a powerful force that has gathered together. Everyone knows that they are the sword that changes the future, and the moment they swing it out, they will bring infinite glory to the entire race.

Chen Xiu stood on the high command platform, seeing countless practitioners running around fiercely on the battlefield and hearing the inspiring shouts in the battle. They proved their determination and courage with their actions. Everyone knew that this war was related to the future of the entire race, and the efforts of every practitioner were for a brighter tomorrow.

The beginning of this war was like a bolt of lightning that split the sky, igniting the atmosphere of the entire battlefield. All the practitioners were completely immersed in the battle at this moment. Countless sword energies and qi powers were everywhere, and the sound of the battle was like a violent wind, deafening.

"This is the miracle of the human race! We are no longer weak, but the strong ones in this world!" A young cultivator held the sword in both hands, with the smoke of battle under his feet. His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he had seen the day when the human race would rise.

The beginning of the war means that every cultivator has completely awakened, and they are fully aware of the responsibilities they shoulder. Every sword, every blow, and every burst of energy is their effort to revive the human race. At this moment, the blood of all human cultivators is boiling. They are not only fighting for their own cultivation, but also fighting for the future of all their compatriots.

The battle unfolded like a sophisticated war machine, with every practitioner working hard at their own position. Although the battlefield was filled with countless challenges and difficulties, the goal of every practitioner never changed. All practitioners, whether they were high-level masters or young people who had just entered the door of cultivation, quickly formed an organic combat unit under the command of Chen Xiu.

The power of each practitioner was stimulated to the maximum. They did not fight alone, but worked closely together and supported each other. Each of their actions was carefully planned. The use and coordination of tactics allowed the entire human race team to show an unprecedentedly powerful momentum. Chen Xiu knew that individual strength alone could not determine the victory or defeat of the war. Only when each practitioner could exert the maximum efficiency at the right time and in the right way could they win the war.

"Break through!" a young practitioner shouted, holding his magic weapon tightly in both hands, and launched an offensive. Following his order, dozens of practitioners rushed forward, with energy beams behind them, rushing towards the enemy formation with amazing explosive power.

Chen Xiu smiled slightly, his eyes scanning the battlefield as sharp as an eagle. He knew that the outcome of the war depended on whether these young people could break through their own limits and show their strongest fighting power in this war. And every time they broke through their own limits, it would become a symbol of the rise of the entire human race. "The human race has never been so powerful!" Chen Xiu's voice was low and firm, as if he was cheering for every practitioner. It was because of the struggle and hard work of every practitioner that the battle of the entire human race became more tenacious.

As time went by, the battle entered a white-hot stage. The enemy also felt the powerful momentum of the human cultivators, and they began to fight back with all their strength, but no matter how the enemy struggled, it was difficult to shake the entire human battle formation. Every cultivator maintained a very high fighting enthusiasm, and every attack of theirs was like a tiger pouncing on its prey, accurate and deadly.

"The time to fight has already belonged to us!" An experienced practitioner had a determined look in his eyes. He led a team to break through the enemy's defense line and finally reached the enemy commander's position. This battle seemed to be their mission, and they were ready to give everything for the future of the human race.

"This is the glory of the human race!" Another cultivator raised his sword high, and the aura of battle enveloped everything around him. Behind him, more and more human cultivators gathered together, gradually forming a huge combat unit. Every cultivator fought for one goal, and that goal was the rise of the human race.

As the battle continued, the enemy's line gradually collapsed. Although a huge price was paid in this battle, every human cultivator firmly believed that this battle would bring them supreme glory and hope for the future.

Finally, after countless fights, the battle situation began to tilt in favor of the human race. The enemy gradually collapsed, and the human cultivators surged forward like a tide, their eyes flashing with hope and faith for the future.

When the last enemy fell, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. All the human cultivators stopped their actions and stared at every inch of the battlefield. Although their bodies were stained with blood and full of fatigue, everyone's eyes revealed an unprecedented brilliance - that was the glory of victory, and also the glory of the human race.

"The human race has risen!" Chen Xiu whispered, his voice full of confidence and pride. This battle was not only a victory, but also a symbol of the rebirth of the human race. It was the result of the hard work and efforts of every cultivator for the revival of the human race.

The practitioners of the entire human race have reached their best condition in this battle. The end of the battle means a new beginning, and future challenges are still waiting for them, but at this moment, the glory of the human race has been deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

"We have done it, we have won the future for the human race!" Every cultivator's heart was filled with endless excitement and pride. At this moment, they were no longer the weak race that was despised in the past, but a brand new existence, strong, united, and fearless!
The victory of this war means that the prelude to the rise of the human race has been opened, and their future will be an invincible era belonging to all human cultivators! (End of this chapter)