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3. Activation of the State of War
Chen Xiu stood on the top of Tianqiong Mountain, overlooking the busy scene below. His eyes were cold, as if he saw through everything. He knew very well that this battle was not only a battle between humans, but also a test of the strength of humans by all races.

"Everyone listen up!" Chen Xiu's voice resounded through the sky, "From today on, all cultivators of the human race will enter a state of war! Whether they are alchemists, weapon masters, or battle formation cultivators, everyone must perform their duties and ensure that every inch of land does not fall into the hands of the enemy!"

With this order, all the human cultivators in the prehistoric world took action. Outside Tianqiong Mountain, the cultivator teams from various branches quickly assembled and began to march towards the designated battlefield.

4. The Invincible Army that Shocked the Wilderness
The human race acted extremely quickly, but all this did not escape the eyes of the prehistoric races.

In the East China Sea of ​​the Demon Clan, the Demon King Kunpeng stood in the center of the hall with a frown on his face.

"The human race actually took action on such a scale? This kid Chen Xiu actually dared to challenge me!" Kunpeng smashed the table in front of him with a palm, anger flashing in his eyes.

In the land of the witches, Hou Tu, one of the twelve witch ancestors, had a solemn expression on her face: "The power of the human race is stronger than we expected, especially the variable Chen Xiu. His aura is close to the peak of Daluo. If we don't prepare early, I'm afraid something bad will happen."

Not only the demons and witches, but all other races also showed great concern about the movements of the human race. The race that had always been considered weak was now rising at an astonishing speed, and even had a tendency to suppress all other races.

5. Chen Xiu's Layout
Facing the gazes of all the races in the prehistoric world, Chen Xiu was not afraid at all. He knew that courage and passion alone were not enough. If the human race wanted to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world, they must have a careful plan and strong strength.

"The demon race is our first target. Their territory is vast, but their distribution is loose. With their style, they will definitely underestimate the power of our human race. This is our opportunity!" Chen Xiu marked several key points on the map, "The East Wasteland Spiritual Vein, the Tianchi Mineral Vein, and the Xingchen Mountain Magic Array, these three places are the lifeblood of the demon race. As long as we take down two of them, the power of the demon race will be severely damaged!"

Chen Xiu's plan was precise and bold. He divided the main force of the human race into several teams. Each team was led by a powerful Daluo warrior and equipped with formation masters, alchemy masters and weapon masters to ensure that they had the advantage on the battlefield.

6. The Fear of the Primordial Heavens
When the human race's battle broke out in full swing, all the races in the ancient world finally realized that this time they were not facing a group of weak ants, but a truly invincible army.

On the battlefield of the Tianchi Mine Vein, the elite troops of the demon race were suppressed by the battle formation of the human cultivators, and suffered heavy casualties. A demon immortal looked at everything in front of him in horror, muttering: "How could this happen? Why are these human cultivators so powerful?!"

On the battlefield of the Eastern Wild Spirit Vein, the main force led by Chen Xiu swept through the monster clan's defense line with the force of thunder. He held the Lightning Demon Breaking Spear in his hand, and each strike took away dozens of monster clan's lives.

"The strength of the human cultivators is so terrifying!" The powerful dragons who were hiding in the dark and watching the battle were shocked and retreated repeatedly, "How did they do it?!"

7. Victory and the Future
Under the leadership of Chen Xiu, the human race's invincible operation achieved a phased victory. The monster race's defense line was completely defeated, and the spirit veins and mineral veins fell into the hands of the human race.

After the battle, on Tianqiong Mountain, the human monks gathered together to celebrate the victory. However, Chen Xiu did not relax. He stood on a high place, looking into the distance with a firm gaze.

"This battle is just the beginning. The myriad races of prehistoric times will not give up, but we humans will never back down. As long as we unite as one, one day, humans will become the masters of this world!"

The monks were all excited when they heard this, and they all expressed their loyalty to Chen Xiu. They knew that as long as Chen Xiu was there, the human race would be able to move towards a stronger and more distant future in the prehistoric world.

At this moment, a low thunder seemed to be heard above the ancient sky, as if foreshadowing that the fate of the rise of the human race was irreversible.

The time and space of the prehistoric world is like a spread-out star map, vast and boundless, containing endless opportunities and murderous intentions. The fate of the heavens and the world has reached a turning point in this unprecedented war, and Chen Xiu's figure has become the most dazzling existence in this chaos. The war finally broke out in full force, and the murderous aura between the heavens filled every inch of space, shaking everyone's heart like a falling star. The drumbeats were like thunder, echoing in the ears of all practitioners, making them realize that the arrival of this war has long surpassed any personal choice, but is the choice of the fate of the entire prehistoric world.

Chen Xiu stood on the endless battlefield, his eyes as deep as the night. Behind him were countless human cultivators, their eyes burning with blazing faith and determination. Opposite him was a huge army of all races in the heavens, with powerful men like clouds and momentum like tides.

"War is inevitable, but this is not a pure killing, but a test for the future of humanity." Chen Xiu whispered. Although his voice was light, it spread in all directions and shook the hearts of every practitioner.

All the human cultivators felt an invisible force at this moment, a belief that penetrated the soul, a belief that could be upheld no matter how great the difficulties and challenges were. And Chen Xiu was the center of it all, the focus of everyone's attention.

As soon as the war began, the world fell into endless chaos. Countless energy fluctuations intertwined and collided, and the entire prehistoric world was covered in flames of war, as if the end of the world had come.

However, in such a desperate situation, every human cultivator began to show unprecedented potential. The power that was once hidden in their bodies was completely stimulated under the oppression of war. One by one, the cultivators rushed into the battlefield like burning flames, bursting out with jaw-dropping power.

"This is a moment that belongs to each of us!" A cultivator roared, wielding the spear in his hand and piercing through the enemy's defenses. His figure was like a flash of lightning, swift and unmatched, until he disappeared deep into the battlefield.

Another practitioner stood on the top of a mountain, forming seals with his hands, and summoned out brilliant rays of light, illuminating the entire battlefield. The light contained endless power, making everyone who saw it feel their blood boiling.

"Invincible!" Some practitioners raised their arms and shouted, their voices shaking the heavens. They were no longer afraid, no longer hesitant, but firmly marched towards their own invincible moment.

In such a battle, Chen Xiu became the spiritual pillar in the hearts of countless human cultivators. He not only possessed powerful strength, but also possessed an extremely convincing leadership temperament. In him, everyone saw hope and the future.

Chen Xiu stood at the center of the battlefield, his aura like a towering mountain, suffocating countless enemies. The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and every swing took away the lives of the enemy. Every time he attacked, he was extremely accurate, as if he could see through all the weaknesses of the enemy. "Chen Xiu!" Many human cultivators shouted his name, their voices filled with endless reverence and fanaticism. They knew that as long as Chen Xiu was still there, their battle would not fail, and their faith would not collapse.

Chen Xiu responded to these trusts with his actions. Not only did he personally participate in the battle, but he also formulated countless precise tactics at critical moments, leading the human cultivators to break through the enemy's defenses again and again, leaving the hope of victory on the battlefield.

As the battle continued, the army of the myriad races began to realize that they were not just facing a group of ordinary practitioners, but a group of truly invincible beings. Their strength, their beliefs, and their unity were all heights that the myriad races could not reach.

"How can the human race... have such power?" A strong enemy soldier stared at the battlefield in front of him in amazement. He couldn't understand why the power that he was so proud of seemed so pale and powerless in front of these human cultivators.

"That's Chen Xiu, he's the core of everyone!" Another enemy warrior stared at Chen Xiu on the battlefield, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness. However, even so, they could not stop Chen Xiu's steps, nor could they shake his mountain-like majesty.

When the smoke of battle gradually dissipated, the entire battlefield was shrouded in endless silence. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at everything in front of them. Their enemies had been completely defeated, and they themselves had reached a whole new level.

"Victory..." Some practitioners murmured, their voices filled with disbelief. A long-lost smile appeared on their faces, a smile that belonged to the victors, the pride of the human race. Chen Xiu stood at the pinnacle of victory, overlooking the entire battlefield. There was no pride on his face, only endless calmness and determination. He knew that although the war was won, the road ahead was still long, and the fate of the human race still required everyone's efforts and dedication.

"This is just the beginning." Chen Xiu whispered. Although his voice was soft, it reached the ears of every practitioner. The voice contained endless power, making everyone feel excited and motivated. (End of this chapter)