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As his voice fell, a strong spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly came from a distance, shaking the entire battlefield. The hearts of the practitioners were instantly filled with uneasiness, and everyone turned their eyes to Chen Xiu, expecting him to make the next instruction.

However, Chen Xiu did not react immediately. He closed his eyes tightly, as if sensing some danger from afar. At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield became solemn, and every practitioner could feel a sense of oppression coming towards them.

"Prepare for battle." Chen Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, and the light flashing in his eyes shocked everyone like never before. He raised his head slightly, as if he had foreseen the disaster that was about to come, "This time, the enemy we are facing may no longer be one we can predict."

At this moment, waves of unknown sounds came from afar, like the roar of some powerful creature, shaking the heaven and earth. The sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to break through the void and descend on the heads of the practitioners.

Every practitioner's heart was filled with doubt and fear, but they knew that at this moment, they had no way back.

Chen Xiu said nothing more. He took a deep breath and tightened his weapon. The enemy before him was not only a contest of strength, but also a confrontation of wisdom and determination.

"Let's go." He finally gave the order, his voice firm and powerful.

At this moment, no matter how the practitioners' hearts fluctuated, an inexplicable courage emerged from the depths of their hearts. The horn of war sounded again, and everyone understood that this decisive battle was destined to determine their future.

However, at this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and an old and deep voice came out from it: "Your era no longer belongs to you."

Chen Xiu frowned slightly, realizing that this force was not an enemy he could easily deal with. The heartbeats of all the practitioners suddenly accelerated, with fear and expectation intertwined.

"Come on." Chen Xiu whispered, "Let us witness the ultimate challenge of this era."

But what is the secret behind that voice? Can Chen Xiu really lead everyone through this unprecedented disaster?
The real test of the battle has just begun.

At this moment, the entire cultivation world seemed to have entered a new era. Chen Xiu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast sky in the distance, his eyes like lightning, his heart filled with complex emotions. He had long foreseen the arrival of all this, but every breakthrough in each stage was accompanied by endless pain and sacrifice. Now, under his leadership, the practitioners have entered the most powerful stage of cultivation.

Every cultivator of the human race is on the road to success under the guidance of Chen Xiu. This is a war that must break the shackles, and every cultivator faces the baptism of the soul. At the beginning, many people have not yet deeply understood the true meaning of cultivation, and their hearts are full of confusion and fear about the future. But in this darkest moment, Chen Xiu led them out of the fog, allowing everyone to see the light and feel the hope of a breakthrough.

This is not an easy road. Facing numerous difficulties and powerful enemies, the practitioners have already been under heavy pressure. However, Chen Xiu's leadership made them understand that only in the most difficult moments can the most powerful force burst out. Nothing can stop them from moving forward. The eyes of every practitioner are shining with tenacity and unyielding light. There is no fear in their hearts, only the belief of fighting for the future of Chen Xiu and the human race.

However, the price of success is huge. Many people feel inner pain and struggle in the process. Some practitioners feel their bodies and souls being torn apart in their continuous breakthroughs, and endure torture that ordinary people can hardly imagine. They understand that only by going through this level can they gain supreme power and become beings that can protect the human race. "Pain and suffering are the inevitable path for practitioners." Chen Xiu told them in countless conversations, "but this is also the most worthwhile path to take, because only by going through all of this can you gain a firm foothold in a world surrounded by powerful enemies."

Now, Chen Xiu stood at the front line of the battlefield, surrounded by thousands of practitioners, all of whom were full of vigor and momentum. They had become real warriors, no longer the young man who was trapped in the difficulties of cultivation and struggling painfully. Now, each of them was ready to face the final decisive battle with unyielding faith.

But this is not their real destination. Chen Xiu knows that success is only temporary and his mission is far from complete. The decisive battle that will determine the fate of the human race is coming, and the victory or defeat of this war will depend on the will of each practitioner and the pain they can endure.

As night fell, the stars in the sky had already lit up in the silent darkness, as if foreshadowing the coming of a storm. Under Chen Xiu's command, the practitioners quickly deployed their formations in an orderly manner. Each practitioner was quietly accumulating strength to prepare for the upcoming challenge.

However, the prelude to the battle was not as peaceful as expected. As the thunder in the sky gradually rose, the shadow of darkness quietly enveloped the earth. The enemy, the once invincible enemy, finally showed up.

This is an invincible enemy that has demonstrated unparalleled strength in countless trials. The leader of the enemy is Chen Xiu's former best friend, a cultivator who fought alongside him, but fate has pushed them to opposite ends. Today's enemy is no longer the loyal partner he once was, but has sunk into the abyss of darkness and gradually lost his humanity and reason.

"Chen Xiu, you're finally here." The voice in the darkness sneered, as if it contained endless irony and provocation. "The outcome of this battle is not something you can reverse."

Chen Xiu's gaze did not waver at all. There was only endless calmness and determination in his eyes. "You are no longer the person I knew."

Then, he turned around and waved to the crowd behind him, and the battle horn resounded through the sky. The entire battlefield was instantly boiling, and thousands of practitioners went all out, carrying Chen Xiu's guidance and determination, and launched a life-and-death battle.

However, the enemy's strength was far beyond expectations. Every practitioner felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the entire world was exerting tremendous pressure on them. Even in such a desperate situation, Chen Xiu remained calm, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, commanding every practitioner to exert their ultimate strength.

However, behind all this, there is still a huge danger hidden. Facing the powerful offensive of the enemy, Chen Xiu knew that the final victory of this battle would not be so simple. Although the power of the practitioners was extremely strong, the enemy's conspiracy had not yet been fully revealed.

"What kind of trump card has he prepared?" Chen Xiu felt a little uneasy. He knew that the outcome of this war would determine the future of the human race, but whether he could uncover the enemy's hidden secrets was still an unknown.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the battlefield, a strong dark aura quietly spread. This aura was strong and cold, as if it could swallow up all hope and light. Chen Xiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he keenly sensed a hint of danger.

"This is not the end." Chen Xiu murmured in a low voice, his eyes instantly frozen into ice. "This is just the beginning." (End of this chapter)