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Almost every winner standing in the dust will find a reason for their victory. Some attribute it to God's will, some attribute it to chance, and at this moment, standing on this battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder has been burned out, everyone understands that their victory comes from action, from faith, and from the man who never retreats and always leads all living beings - Chen Xiu.

At this moment, the vast land was no longer silent. On the Heavenly Fire Plain in the Easternmost Land, there were traces of scorched earth left after the fierce battle, but the air was filled with the blood of the battle that had not yet cooled. The cultivators now stood on the edge of the battlefield, and everyone knew clearly that the time for them to act had come.

"It's your own choice to get to this point." Chen Xiu looked around, his voice shaking the sky like thunder, "It's also your own path."

His voice was not one of persuasion, but of declaration. He did not need to soothe the morale, because every cultivator standing in front of him now had a raging fire in their hearts. In the past, they might have been the pride of their respective sects, the talents of their families, or the masters who had hidden themselves from the world, but now, they were just members of Chen Xiu's group, fellow travelers who shared the same fate and hope.

As Chen Xiu's order came out, the practitioners took steps forward without hesitation, and at this moment, they started their own climax of cultivation - this was the awakening of power and the sublimation of will. They found their direction in the battle and found an opportunity for breakthrough in despair.

The Fiery Heavenly Art is running at a high speed in the bodies of fire-type cultivators, the Mysterious Nether Ice Art is allowing earth-type cultivators to enter a new level of understanding, the Five Elements Dao Formation is becoming increasingly complete in the hands of formation masters, and those cultivators who are good at the art of the soul are experiencing spiritual transformation in this war and are sensing the profundity of the Heavenly Dao.

They finally understood that war is not just about killing, it is also a thorough tempering and a baptism of fate.

"Chen Xiu is not leading us to fight." A young cultivator who had just broken through the Nascent Soul stage muttered to himself, with a fiery light burning in his eyes, "He is making us better ourselves."

Cultivation in the flames of war is the most real, dangerous, and effective cultivation. Those old monks who once had difficulty breaking through bottlenecks have broken through their shackles repeatedly in just a few days, and their spiritual power has poured back like a torrent; and the new disciples have also grown rapidly in the blood and fire, from confusion to determination.

In the moment of war, everyone has successfully completed the prologue of their own era. They have been tempered by war and sworn in blood, remembering all this and never looking back.

"This war will not stop because of fear." Chen Xiu's figure stood between heaven and earth. Although his battle robe was covered with blood and dust, it could not hide his god-like majestic aura. "But it will surely be engraved in history because of its victory."

Behind him were the eyes of countless practitioners, who were firmly watching his back. In these years of war, Chen Xiu's figure had long become a symbol of faith in everyone's heart. It was not only a symbol of strength, but also a guide who could lead them out of chaos and into light.

Every cultivator knew exactly what they were doing. They were not fighting for hatred or for a sect, but for the peace and rebirth of the entire prehistoric world. There was no clearer understanding than now. Every time they attacked, it was no longer a desperate gamble, but a force that pushed the wheel of history forward.

Everyone who got serious at this time had a profound understanding of the "era". In the past, they thought that the "era" was an unattainable destiny, a distant fate, but now they understand that the so-called era is actually a road of blood and fire fought step by step by countless practitioners like them.

Under the leadership of Chen Xiu, they are no longer passive recipients, but creators, promoters and changers!
One enemy camp after another collapsed in flames and thunder, and the remnants of the dark forces were cleared one by one. After the evil leader Yuan Yan was repelled, the remaining forces fled in all directions. The atmosphere of the entire battlefield was undergoing a complete change, from dead silence to boiling, from repression to liberation.

"Countless people will successfully start the war era at this time." This is the prophecy of Chen Xiu, and it is also the belief in everyone's heart. Now, this prophecy is no longer far away, it is being realized little by little - blood and fire are reshaping the world. The awakening of every cultivator is the loudest horn in the depths of this era and the prelude to the advent of a new era.

And Chen Xiu was just the loudest note in that clarion call.

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Three thousand years of silence, three thousand years of accumulation, just for this battle today!
When the dust settles, those practitioners who once fought with him will proudly say: "I once followed Chen Xiu and started this era of war that belongs to us."

In the vast and boundless prehistoric world, the flames of war ignited again. Chen Xiu stood at the forefront of the battlefield, his eyes as firm as a rock. The air around him seemed to be oppressed by the breath of battle, and the fierce battle had already begun. At this time, every cultivator's eyes were full of desire for victory and full of expectations for the era that belonged to them. Because this war not only concerns their personal destiny, but also the future of the entire prehistoric world.

"Every winner will find reasons for his or her victory." This is the inner consensus of every practitioner. Victory is glorious, and failure is painful, but everyone understands that the efforts and contributions behind it are what are truly worth remembering. Although the cruelty of the battle makes their hearts full of uneasiness, everyone knows in their hearts what they should do and how they should act in order to lead the team to the final victory.

The war progressed, the battlefield was turbulent, blood and sweat intertwined. Every practitioner had gone through countless training and tempering, their bodies were filled with endless power, and at this moment, all the power was finally released. Facing the hordes of enemies, the practitioners were not afraid, their beliefs were deeply rooted in their hearts. At this moment, they knew that war was their stage for growth and an opportunity for them to break through their limits.

"Everyone at this moment knows what actions they should take." Chen Xiu's eyes swept across the battlefield. The actions of all the practitioners had already merged into one, forming an extremely powerful fighting force. Everyone had their own tasks and responsibilities, and all of this was perfectly coordinated under Chen Xiu's leadership. Whether it was a close-range attack, a long-range precision strike, or a strategically sophisticated arrangement, every practitioner knew what they were going to do, understood their goals, and went all out.

"One by one, they have all started the best time to practice at this moment." As the battle progressed, the practitioners on the battlefield gradually felt the power in their bodies begin to burst out incomparably. The accumulation brought by past practice has long become the source of their strength. Every attack and every counterattack made them more confident and firmer in their beliefs. Facing the strong pressure from the enemy, they still remained calm and exerted their strongest combat power. They understood that this was not just a battle, but also an opportunity to break through the limit. It was the moment for them to show their true strength in the torrent of war.

In this war full of passion and glory, Chen Xiu stood in the center of the battlefield more than once, commanding many practitioners to launch countless attacks and defenses. Each command was swift and precise, as if in Chen Xiu's eyes, the entire battle situation could be clearly presented. His eyes did not waver in the slightest, that was a firm belief in the future and endless trust in every practitioner. It was precisely because of Chen Xiu's leadership that the practitioners were able to keep the clearest minds in this difficult war and continue to move forward courageously.

"At this moment of war, everyone is now successfully completing their own era." As time went by, the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. The practitioners broke through their own limits one after another, and their strength had long surpassed the level of ordinary practitioners. The growth of each practitioner is not only their personal victory, but also the victory of the entire war era. Under the guidance of Chen Xiu, they gradually achieved self-breakthroughs and their combat effectiveness continued to improve. They knew that only through this battle could they truly usher in their own era and truly realize the value of practitioners.

Every practitioner is no longer a simple individual, but a part of this war era. Because of this, their actions are more closely connected. Countless battle experiences have long taught everyone how to fight together and how to use the power of others to improve their combat efficiency. Everyone's goal has been unified, and everyone understands that only victory can bring ultimate peace and glory.

"Everyone knows exactly what they are doing at this moment." On the battlefield, the cultivators' eyes became more determined, and their movements became more coordinated. Under Chen Xiu's leadership, they gradually formed a strong fighting force. Each cultivator's battle was no longer isolated, but closely coordinated with other cultivators. This tactical cooperation dealt a fatal blow to the enemy, forcing them to feel the strong pressure from the cultivators. (End of this chapter)