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At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder and lightning flashed above the sky, as if foreshadowing that a world-shaking war was about to begin. The breath of battle permeated every inch of the land, filled with a sense of oppression and inevitable tragedy. All practitioners felt the heaviness of this moment. They knew that this was not just an ordinary war, but a historical turning point that was related to the future of the entire universe.

In the human camp, Chen Xiu stood on a high platform, overlooking the battle that was about to unfold. The air was filled with tension and awe, and the faces of every human cultivator were filled with determination and expectation. Chen Xiu's eyes were as cold as a knife, and a confident smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"We have no way out." He whispered to the generals beside him, "This war is a crucial battle for us to decide our future. We will not allow anyone to question our existence again."

Before he finished speaking, the war drums suddenly sounded, and all the human practitioners sprang into action instantly. Each of their movements was filled with endless power and determination.

Among the major races in the Ten Thousand Worlds, the powerful ones in the heavens had already sensed this unusual aura. The rise of the human cultivators had made them feel an unprecedented threat. The once insignificant human race, under the leadership of Chen Xiu, had become a powerful enemy that all races could not ignore.

"The human race has become so powerful." The ruler of the heavens, a god-level strongman, looked at the human camp in the distance in shock, "They have never been so powerful. The rise of Chen Xiu has changed the entire situation."

"He is too dangerous," a high-level cultivator from the demon world said in a deep voice, "We must unite to completely destroy the human race and destroy the threat of Chen Xiu!"

The strong men of different races began to join forces. There was no deep trust between them, but for the common goal, they temporarily put aside their grievances, gathered the power of the entire heavens and worlds, and prepared to launch the final attack on the human race.

However, they did not realize that the real enemy was no longer their strength, but Chen Xiu's unshakable faith. Under Chen Xiu's command, the human cultivators gathered into an unstoppable force, and faith and determination became their most powerful weapons.

Chen Xiu did not simply rely on his powerful strength to fight, he was more adept at strategic layout. In every battle, he considered the enemy's reaction in advance, and every move was carefully calculated. He not only had to ensure the safety of every practitioner, but also to consume the enemy's strength to the maximum extent, paving the way for the final victory.

On the eve of this battle, Chen Xiu summoned all the core generals for a strategic discussion. He looked at the generals in front of him with a firm gaze and a calm tone: "The enemy we are about to face is not only powerful, but also has deep accumulation and complex strategies. We must be clear that every step needs to be executed accurately without any mistakes."

A general whispered, "Sir, the enemy is huge in number and their combat power is extremely strong. How can we humans win in this situation?"

Chen Xiu smiled slightly: "The enemy is powerful, but their alliance is not solid. There are deep cracks between each race. We can't fight them head-on, but we must take advantage of their contradictions, divide their camps, and gradually consume their strength."

When he said this, his eyes were bright: "The most important thing is that we must believe in our own beliefs. We are not just fighting for the victory in front of us, but for the future of the entire human race."

These words made every human cultivator present admire them. They all understood that it was because of a fearless leader like Chen Xiu that they were able to stand firm in this battle of fate.

Just as the human cultivators were preparing to attack, the combined forces of all races in the universe had already assembled and were marching towards the human camp. Their goal was clear - to destroy the human race and destroy Chen Xiu's hope. However, as the battle gradually unfolded, the enemies discovered a fact that was hard for them to accept - Chen Xiu had already mastered the rhythm of the war. His proper command and clever tactical layout put the enemy in trouble again and again. Even in the face of powerful enemies, the human cultivators were not afraid, and they cooperated tacitly, launching one counterattack after another.

The enemies gradually felt fear and began to doubt whether their judgment was correct. They once thought that the human race was just a fragile race, but now they realized that the one led by Chen Xiu was not an ordinary warrior, but a leader with endless wisdom and firm beliefs.

"This is impossible!" A high-level cultivator from the demon world roared, "We should destroy them, Hope. Why is Chen Xiu so powerful? How can he control the battle so skillfully?"

Another cultivator from the heavenly realm was also deeply puzzled: "What secrets does he have? Why did he cleverly resolve every attack we made, and even put us in trouble?"

Their anxiety and uneasiness intensified, and the feeling of despair in their hearts continued to spread. Chen Xiu's belief had long surpassed the battle itself. It was a force that could shake the world, making the enemy feel deeply frustrated when facing the determination of the human cultivators.

As time went by, Chen Xiu's strategy gradually showed its effect. With their firm belief and fearless fighting spirit, the human cultivators gradually gained the upper hand. The enemy's camp began to collapse, and the contradictions between the various races began to be exposed. Many races that were once enemies of the human race chose to retreat or surrender because they could not tolerate the internal fighting between each other.

"We finally won!" a human cultivator shouted, tears of excitement glistening in his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Xiu, standing on the high platform, had a deep look in his eyes, as if he had already foreseen the arrival of this day. He nodded slightly and slowly said: "This victory not only belongs to our human race, but also to every soldier who has a firm belief. We will take this war as a starting point to welcome a more glorious future."

At this moment, the hearts of the human cultivators were filled with unprecedented glory and pride. They knew that this was not just a victory in a battle, but the rise of the human race in this vast universe, and the moment when they would become the masters of their own destiny.

After the battle, Chen Xiu and the human cultivators stood on the ground stained with blood and sweat, their hearts filled with mixed emotions. Although they had won the war, the price they paid could not be ignored. Countless soldiers fell, their blood was all over the ground, but their sacrifice paved the way for the human race to move forward.

"All of this is for the future." Chen Xiu whispered to himself, "For the glory of the human race, and for the determination in each of our hearts."

The road ahead is not smooth, but the rise of the human race is unstoppable. Chen Xiu knows that the real challenge has just begun, and the enemies of the heavens and the worlds will not give up, but he believes that with the faith and persistence of the human cultivators, they will be able to meet any challenge.

"This is our era." Chen Xiu looked up at the sky, his eyes gleaming with determination, "A new era has begun." (End of this chapter)