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In the ancient world, the situation is changing, and all races are competing. In this vast world, the human cultivators are welcoming their most glorious moment.

Under the sky, war drums thundered, and the vast land was filled with murderous aura. The war flags fluttered, reflecting the unwavering eyes of the warriors. They were all the strongest practitioners of the human race, elite warriors who had gone through countless trials and tribulations. Now, they stood on the battlefield, welcoming the upcoming decisive battle.

Chen Xiu stood in front of the battle formation, his eyes sparkling, wearing armor, his aura as majestic as a mountain. His presence was like an unshakable monument, supporting the morale of the entire legion. All the practitioners were ready to go, waiting for his order.

"This battle is the key to the rise of our human race!" Chen Xiu's voice resounded through the sky like thunder, shaking the hearts of every practitioner.

"We will prove that the ruler of the prehistoric world will never be those high and mighty gods, demons, or monsters, but our human race!" He raised his sword, its edge exposed, reflecting the brilliance of the scorching sun.

"kill!"

The deafening shouts resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. The human practitioners had blazing eyes and a strong fighting spirit, vowing to create a glorious future of their own with blood and fighting.

The horn of war had already sounded, and the human cultivators swept across the battlefield like a hurricane. They were swift and aggressive, and every move they made was as powerful as thunder, beheading enemies one after another.

Ahead, a giant demon beast roared and came with a terrifying pressure, spewing out monstrous demon fire, intending to devour the human warriors. But the next moment, a cultivator in a black battle robe holding a spear jumped into the air, and the shadow of the spear was like a dragon, instantly piercing the demon beast's head, blood spurted out, and the demon beast fell down with a bang.

"The demon clan is nothing more than this!" The cultivator sneered and turned around to fight again.

On the battlefield, strong men from the gods, demons, and monsters emerged one after another. They stood high above, looking down at the human race with disdain in their eyes.

"How dare a mere human challenge us?" A Protoss warrior snorted coldly, wielding his divine weapon and smashing down at the human warrior with tremendous force.

But at the moment when the magic weapon fell, a dazzling sword light broke through the air, like the falling Milky Way, and cut the God Clan warrior in half!

"Who says that the human race can't compete with the myriad races in the heavens?" Chen Xiu put away his sword and stood there, his expression cold and his eyes sharp, "Today is the day when you, the gods, monsters, and demons, will perish!"

As the battle progressed, the human cultivators became more and more courageous, showing amazing fighting power. No matter the divine arts of the gods, the magic of the monsters, or the strange magic of the demons, they could not stop their progress.

"Hahaha! What a pleasure!" A big man in armor laughed wildly and swung a huge axe, chopping four powerful demon warriors in half with one axe. Blood splattered, dyeing the battlefield red.

"The human race will never surrender!" A female warrior holding a long sword shouted, and the sword flashed, like a meteor across the sky, killing several demon warriors on the spot.

"Kill all these aliens!" More practitioners shouted and threw themselves into the battle without hesitation.

However, the intensity of the battle was far beyond imagination. The enemy continued to reinforce, especially the army of the gods, who used magnificent magic, and the golden divine light spread all over the battlefield, bringing the power of destroying the world.

"The human race is, after all, just a low-level bloodline. How can it resist my God race?" A powerful God sneered and raised his hand. A divine thunder fell down, trying to turn dozens of human warriors into ashes.

At the critical moment, a golden figure soared into the sky, and with a wave of his hand, a brilliant sword energy broke through the air and split the divine thunder apart!

"Your opponent is me!" Chen Xiu shouted coldly, pointing his sword at the mighty God Clan, with a strong fighting spirit. Chen Xiu's powerful move completely angered the God Clan army. They no longer held back, and used their strongest trump cards one after another. The terrifying magic swept across the battlefield, and the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds rolled back.

But the human practitioners showed no fear. They used their flesh and blood to challenge the supreme magic of the gods. They used their fighting spirit and faith to shake the rule of all races in the heavens!
"You will fail in the end!" The powerful God roared and summoned the laws of the divine realm in an attempt to suppress Chen Xiu.

However, Chen Xiu was not afraid at all. He held the sword in his hand, with the sword intent soaring into the sky. With one sword, he broke the laws of the divine realm and split the mighty god in half!
This scene shocked the entire battlefield.

"Chen Xiu is invincible!"

"The human race is invincible!"

The warriors' faith reached its peak, their fighting spirit soared to the sky, and they were unstoppable. On the battlefield, the human cultivators fought bravely, invincible, and completely crushed the enemy.

The gods were defeated, the demons were defeated, and the monsters were defeated!

They were once invincible, but now they were completely defeated in this battle. The human cultivators used blood and fire to prove their strength to all the races in the heavens!

The battle was over and the battlefield was in ruins, but the human practitioners held their heads high and welcomed the glory of victory.

"Today's battle has laid the foundation for the future of the human race!" Chen Xiu stood at the highest point, overlooking the entire battlefield with a firm gaze.

"From now on, the human race is no longer a vassal of the primitive world, but the master!"

All the human cultivators shouted in unison, their voices shaking the earth: "Long live the human race! Long live the human race!"

Their shouts resounded through the sky, shaking the entire ancient world.

The era of human race has finally arrived!
On this vast and desolate continent, the flames of war have been ignited, and thunder and rage have intertwined into storms that destroy the world. Every human cultivator is on this land, carrying his own mission and responsibility, eagerly waiting for the war that will change his fate. The battle horn has sounded, and the entire battlefield is no longer an isolated existence at this moment, but a stage for every human cultivator to rise.

Chen Xiu stood in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by practitioners who had already prepared. Their auras were concentrated, their eyes were firm, like waves in the raging ocean, ready to launch the most violent impact at any time. Everyone was waiting for that critical moment, the arrival of which would determine the fate of the entire prehistoric world.

"Lord Chen Xiu, we are ready!" A cultivator standing in the battle formation shouted loudly.

Chen Xiu nodded, his eyes sharp as a sword. He knew that this was not only the beginning of the battle, but also the peak moment of every practitioner's life. Now, everyone has completely realized their responsibilities and missions. There is no fear in their eyes, only the determination to move forward.

"No matter what the outcome, this war will be forever engraved in our history." Chen Xiu's voice was low and firm, and it spread throughout the battlefield.

This sentence, like a divine oracle, inspired every practitioner deep in their hearts. They knew that they were not fighting for themselves, but for the future of the entire human race, and fighting would be their only choice. (End of this chapter)