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The world was silent, and a heavy sense of oppression shrouded the entire world, as if even the flow of time had frozen at this moment.

In the endless void, rays of light and shadows rose and fell like stars. They were the reflections of the cultivators' souls and the true embodiment of their strong spiritual will. They were all top masters from all over the wild land. They had risen in different eras, but gathered here at this moment.

They stood there quietly, no one spoke, because they were all sensing the changes in themselves.

From the violent awakening of the ancient bloodline to the natural flow of the laws of the universe, everyone seemed to have finally glimpsed the cracks in the chains of their own destiny, and finally found a "path to power" that belonged to them.

"It turns out... I am no longer the mortal who lingers on the threshold of enlightenment." Someone whispered, the voice was as light as a feather, but it sounded like thunder in the ears.

"I also felt it. My Nascent Soul was quietly becoming ethereal... This is a sign that I will enter the Heavenly Venerable Realm!"

"Hahaha, my body can now compete with gods and demons!"

The mind of every practitioner underwent a qualitative transformation at this moment.

At this moment, everyone clearly realized that they were no longer just followers of cultivation, they had become participants in dominating the world.

This is an unprecedented trend, and everyone has found their own foothold in the torrent of fate. Invisibly, an unprecedented belief has gathered in everyone's heart -

I am already strong.

Thus, just like a flood bursting through a dam, thousands of troops rushed to the battlefield. The practitioners of this era no longer hesitated or waited and watched. They followed the trend of heaven and earth and stepped into a massive war without hesitation.

This war is not a simple fight between sects, nor is it a fight for regional hegemony.

This is a battle that belongs to the entire era.

Everyone understood that every fight they had was a fight for dominance in the future. Only the winner of this war could write their own path in the world.

In this epic war, there is a name that is being mentioned by more and more people, and even engraved in the hearts of billions of people:
Chen Xiu.

No one could ignore him.

He seemed to be a sharp blade in the torrent of fate, cutting through chaos, splitting the unknown, and leading an unprecedented path of survival.

He has never been defeated since he stepped onto the battlefield.

No matter whether it was the encirclement of the Three Thousand Divine Realms or the siege of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, Chen Xiu tore through the enemy formation with his own strength, which made everyone look at him sideways.

And now, as the war has reached the most critical moment, everyone has a vague sense that the key to this decisive battle is him.

"Chen Xiu... are you ready?" An old man stood on the sky, with ancient runes blooming between his brows. He was the most powerful being of an ancient tribe from outside the domain, and had become famous as early as 30,000 years ago.

"It's time for you, the dying candles of the old era, to be extinguished." Chen Xiu slowly appeared from the void, his aura as deep as the abyss and as powerful as hell, as powerful as a god and as powerful as a demon.

As he came forward step by step, countless rune star maps appeared under his feet. That was the "Battle Sky Map" that he condensed through countless battles. It was a weapon of law that was said to be controlled only by a true "Lord of War".

The sky trembled violently at this moment, as if the origin of heaven and earth was also afraid of Chen Xiu's appearance.

And those practitioners who had already entered a state of war felt Chen Xiu's attack almost at the same time.

"As expected of Chen Xiu, his aura is no less than that of an ordinary emperor."

"He is the real variable and the only one who can change the situation." The will to fight erupted in the hearts of countless monks like a volcano.

At this moment, they are no longer a group of scattered practitioners, but "war factors" who have awakened one by one. They know where their power lies and what their mission is.

They injected their respective souls into magic weapons, burned their own energy to the extreme, and fought fearlessly in this war.

The heaven and earth began to burn.

The galaxy is like blood flowing back.

And Chen Xiu, standing in the center of the battlefield, shouldering the expectations of all living beings and his own destiny.

His eyes, blazing like thunder, looked at the enemy figures that emerged from the abyss one after another.

"You...want to stop me? Then pay the price."

The spear in his hand was raised inch by inch. It was a weapon that had long been remembered by heaven and earth - the robbery spear.

When the tip of the gun pointed to the sky, a blood-red divine thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, as if it was seeing him off for his attack, and also as if it was ringing the death knell for the end of the enemy.

The next moment, Chen Xiu moved.

OK! Based on the content and settings you gave me, I will expand it into a chapter of about 3,000 words of a fantasy novel, maintaining the grand momentum and highlighting the themes of "awakening of the strong" and "the coming of the decisive battle". Let's start:
Chapter 3: Decisive Battle

The world began to change, and the atmosphere of the prehistoric continent suddenly changed. The sky was filled with rolling clouds, and the wind and thunder were surging, as if indicating that an earth-shaking change was about to unfold. Almost every practitioner could feel the fluctuation of the power between heaven and earth, and their meridians were like volcanic eruptions, and their souls were like surging tides. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes were shining with indelible determination.

These people, from all the major sects and independent cultivator tribes in the land of Jiuzhou, were once weak, but now they have all stood at the top. Everyone has found their own strength deep in their hearts and realized that their strength is already extraordinary. This awakening is not a simple increase in strength, but a kind of deep inner confidence, a desire to fight, and an extremely clear understanding of the future.

Chen Xiu is the most critical link in this world.

He was in a chaotic world, carrying a heavy responsibility, and was the focus of everyone. No one could stop him, because his existence represented the change of the entire prehistoric situation and the strongest will to fight in this era. Now, he seemed to have turned into a sharp sword that broke through the air, pointing directly to the core of heaven and earth.

At this moment, almost all the practitioners in the world have reached their limit. Whether they are geniuses with spiritual roots or rising stars who have practiced hard for many years, they all awaken the deepest power in their hearts at this critical moment.

Li Yao stood on the top of a high mountain, looking at the battlefield in the distance. Her eyes were like the stars in the night sky, shining with endless determination. Once upon a time, she was just an ordinary mortal. With unremitting efforts and firm will, she was able to advance to the Qi Refining Stage. Now, she has entered the realm of foundation building.

"Finally, this moment has come." Li Yao muttered to himself, the fighting spirit in his heart burning like a flame, "My strength must not let down the opportunity given by the world."

At the same time, in the sea of ​​clouds, Xuanming Sect's leader Xuan Qing slowly opened his eyes. His spiritual energy was surging, like a mountain with spiritual energy flowing. For many years, he had hidden his strength, waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime decisive battle. Now, the opportunity finally came.

"Chen Xiu...your time is about to come, and my power will also witness this great change." Xuan Qing said coldly.

Not only Li Yao and Xuan Qing, but many more practitioners have awakened and started their own war chapters. They know that this battle will determine the future of the prehistoric world.

At the same time when everyone awakened, war clouds gathered in the distance, and flames of war raged across the sky. Practitioners from all over the world gathered in a huge battle formation, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Chen Xiu stood on the cliff of the Central Land, gazing at the huge battle that was about to unfold. He knew very well that this was not only a contest of strength, but also a showdown of wills.

His figure was gradually enveloped in a golden light, as if a god had descended. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth flowed into his body like a surging river, helping him to reach a higher level.

"I, Chen Xiu, will never let this world fall into darkness. No matter how powerful the enemy is, I will use my power to protect the peace of this world!" He swore in a low voice, his voice like thunder, shaking the world. (End of this chapter)