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In this vast world, after countless years of changes and bloody history, the battle between the heavens has entered a new stage. All forces, races, and strong men have long realized an unavoidable fact - their era has passed. The once glorious world of the heavens is now experiencing inevitable decline and collapse.

At this moment, Chen Xiu, standing at the top of the heavens, is the only human cultivator with a determined flame burning in his eyes. He not only knows the future of everyone, but also clearly senses the impending disaster. When facing the cruel reality, every cultivator can no longer avoid the crises that were once ignored.

They have reached the end of a dilemma. Opportunities have been given countless times, but this era is no longer an era they can dominate. The power of the heavens used to change constantly, but now it is the only hope and perseverance of the human race. In this world that is about to fall into endless darkness, all the glory that once existed has become a thing of the past.

As the mysterious forces undercurrent in the depths of the vast universe began to brew, the danger that Chen Xiu sensed gradually approached. The once unshakable world of the heavens is now facing an irreversible fate. Those heavenly practitioners who were once in the prime of their lives, the once invincible gods of war, are now facing the fate of collapse. In this crisis, all the once confident races and strong men finally began to sense the breath of death.

"The opportunity has already been given to all of you, but now is not the time for you to have the final say." Chen Xiu whispered, and he had already had enough awareness in his heart. He knew that no matter how hard the human race tried, the world would eventually change.

Once upon a time, every cultivator in the universe had unlimited resources and opportunities, but as time went by, their eyes gradually lost in the struggle for power and bloodline. Opportunities were missed again and again, and now, all they face is the passage of time and the inevitable death.

At this moment, all the gods, demons, monsters, and all the powerful races seemed to have fallen into absolute helplessness. Even those who were once at the top began to feel their power gradually disappearing. They who were once full of confidence finally realized that they were just passing by.

The shadow of death began to cover the entire universe. This was not just a bloody battle, but a catastrophe that swept across the universe and swallowed up everything. Chen Xiu knew that death had long become an irresistible fate, and the only way to change all this was to break through himself and transcend the shackles of death.

"Now is no longer the time for us to avoid it." Chen Xiu's voice was low and powerful, his eyes were like a long sword that penetrated time and space, calm and resolute.

Chen Xiu knew that the collapse of the heavens was not a one-day effort, but rather the result of countless rounds of accumulation and corruption. All the power had gradually decayed in the torrent of time, becoming the root cause of today's disaster. Facing the coming of the god of death in the future, every human cultivator was filled with anxiety and helplessness.

However, Chen Xiu never bowed his head. What he saw was not only the inevitable shadow of death, but also the possibility for everyone to break through. Even the god of death could not really end everything. For Chen Xiu, death was not the end, but a new starting point.

Whether it was the defeated gods or the collapsing heaven, all their pasts became nothingness under the oppression of death. Chen Xiu stood in the ruins, but he did not feel a trace of fear in his heart. On the contrary, this inevitable oppression inspired his strongest fighting will.

"Even in the face of death, we still can't give up." Chen Xiu muttered in his heart, his eyes fixed on those practitioners who were once lost. These people, for various reasons, once lost themselves and fell into the pursuit of power and fame, but now, facing the test of life and death, they must re-examine their own path. With the full outbreak of the war, the breath of death is getting stronger and stronger. The enemy is not only the enemy in front of us, but also the unknown forces lurking in the dark. All human practitioners have no way out at this time. Only by doing their best can they welcome the victory in the future.

Although everyone was in absolute helplessness and despair, Chen Xiu reached a new height in this crisis-ridden moment. Facing the impending despair, he gradually realized that only by surpassing himself can he move towards light in this life-and-death battle.

Chen Xiu no longer relied on his own strength as before, but began to gather all the practitioners and all the races into a huge force field. He knew that in the face of the threat of death, everyone's strength was crucial. At this moment, Chen Xiu did not choose to give up, but decided to awaken everyone's potential and fight against the coming death together.

Under his guidance, all practitioners began to cooperate with each other, put aside their previous prejudices and hostility, and began true unity and cooperation. At this moment, the power of all practitioners was maximized, forming an unprecedented powerful force.

Chen Xiu was no longer an isolated warrior, he had become the guide of all practitioners and the beacon in their hearts. Although the shadow of death still loomed over them, the firm belief shown by Chen Xiu had become the only hope for everyone.

"Fighting to the end is our only choice." Chen Xiu's voice echoed in the ears of every practitioner, with unshakable power. He did not look back, but firmly faced the impending death and collapse of the doomsday.

"This is a life-and-death battle." There was a fearless light in Chen Xiu's eyes. He led the human practitioners into the battlefield and towards the abyss of death.

This battle is no longer a simple showdown of force, but a decisive battle of life and death. Chen Xiu knows that every battle is a race against time, and every attack may be a contest of life and death between himself and the enemy. In the face of such huge pressure, he still does not flinch.

At this moment, everyone understood that death was inevitable, but because of this, they cherished everything they had even more - their lives, their beliefs, and their hopes.

"Only by constantly fighting can we surpass death." Chen Xiu said again. The human cultivators were fearless at this moment, and everyone was going all out for this decisive battle. Death was no longer the end, but a part of their battle.

No matter what the future holds, this battle is destined to become an eternal mark for everyone. Every practitioner will move towards the final victory or death in his own way, but they have no regrets, because they have tried their best for their beliefs and future. (End of this chapter)