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The sky and the earth are shining, and everything is renewed. At this moment, the vast land is experiencing the most brilliant scene of the cultivation era. The winding mountains, the rushing rivers and the rolling seas of clouds are all engulfed by the vitality that is blowing in their faces. The blue light in the sky seems to have washed away billions of dead bones, and also reflects the ardent desire in the hearts of countless practitioners - they have finally found the era they long for.

Under the sky, the biting wind brought with it a great spiritual force, coming from all directions. On the top of the East Wasteland Volcano, the disciples of the Burning Heaven Palace had already gathered, their halberds glowing in the flames; in the north of the West Wasteland Icefield, the Ice Soul Saint Qingli and thousands of Ice Clan disciples stood side by side on the ice, covered with frost; the huge formation of the Southern Wasteland Mountain and River Guards roared, and the mountain and river formation had been built like steel; in the dark valley of the Northern Wasteland, the shadow assassins hid, the night was the curtain, and the black blades were loaded; on the top of the clouds in the Heavenly Court, the Son of God Chenxi led tens of thousands of holy soldiers, the holy light was like a waterfall, and the golden feathers were flying; in the abyss of the Demon Realm, the Chaos Venerable and countless soul warriors were sitting cross-legged and whispering, surrounded by black flames and nothingness; in the Nine Netherworlds of the Demon Realm, the Demon King was furious, thousands of beasts were lined up, and the blood was roaring; in the ancient battlefield forgotten by the human race, Chen Xiu was wearing golden armor, holding a halberd in his hand, and his eyes were like torches.

At this moment, all the practitioners knew clearly: the next battle would determine their future and fulfill the ultimate dream of this generation. In the past, they struggled to break through the bottleneck and were panicked and confused to fight against powerful enemies. But today, when the spiritual energy surged and the heaven and earth resonated, they suddenly realized: only by following the plan they most approved of could they overcome all difficulties and create an invincible legend.

Chen Xiu stood on the high platform, stepped on the ancient array pattern with dust on it, raised his hand and waved it, and the golden law light slowly condensed into a ring behind him. That was the "Five Elements of Life and Death·Yuan Jue Reincarnation Array" he personally deduced, combining the six powers of burning flame, frost, mountains and rivers, shadows, holy light and nothingness, which could mobilize the whole body's Yuan power in the shortest time and turn it into an opportunity to break the array. When the ring light was first formed, countless people cast their eyes on it - in their eyes, this array was the perfect key to the peak.

"Everyone," Chen Xiu said in a gentle but sonorous voice, "Now is the time for you and me to work together. Even if all the heavens and the world are against our race, we can finally rely on our sincere and courageous will to reshape the rules of heaven and earth at our fingertips and turn all obstacles into dust. Remember, whether it is flames or frost, mountains and rivers or shadows, holy light or nothingness, they are just weapons in our hands. Only by fully utilizing them can we achieve supreme invincibility!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth responded. The practitioners from all over the world knelt on the ground and took over the key to the formation that turned into light. It was not only a map of fate, but also a kind of faith. Zhu Yan, Qingli, Xuanyan, Youren, Chenxi, Chaos Reverend, Demon King... The breathing of each leader's chest was in sync with the formation, as if the next moment, they could inject this majestic power into the disciples on their shoulders, making them burst out with unprecedented power.

Thus, the waves of fire between the mountains suddenly rose, the cold fronts on the ice field reunited, the broken mountains and rivers were restored into steel walls by Xuanyan's fists, the shadows in the dark valley were like ghosts, the holy light shone through the clouds like daylight, the void cracks swallowed everything, and the roar of the demon tide brought a bloody surge. The thunderbolts and the sea of ​​fire intertwined with the ice crystals and the power of the earth, and the core of the formation gradually operated to the most perfect state.

Next, the battle started at a very fast speed. In this "best era", the so-called pre-war preparations were just a matter of seconds - when the formation was activated, an irresistible aura enveloped the four directions. Countless practitioners followed their most recognized steps and performed their most exquisite tricks, turning into whistling winds, roiling fires, and condensed ice, or wandering like shadows and ghosts, or weaving the sky with holy light, or swallowing reincarnation with nothingness, or tearing the sky with the roar of thousands of beasts. Each wave of impact was like a catastrophe of heaven and earth, which made the heaven and earth change color.

Compared with the rehearsals and deductions in the past, this battle was more extreme - needless to say, practitioners only needed to follow their own life-defining magic formulas and formation formulas to defeat the enemy. Zhu Yan's fist was as big as a mountain, and the mountain exploded; Qingli struck down with a staff, and the ice peak was in the air; Xuanyan stepped on the ground, and the "Mountain and River Seal" emerged, shaking the white blade off the grass tip; the ghost blade pierced in the air, and the black blade flashed, and the enemy's mind collapsed; the morning light staff was swung, and the golden light protected thousands of troops; the Chaos Venerable raised his palm in the air, and the black flames devoured it all; the demon king's blood suddenly moved, and the beasts became a tide, and the blood-colored moon shone; and Chen Xiu shouted, and the golden halberd was swung down, and the light broke through the air, easily cutting off the most gloomy magic formation, and the law of life and death was like a broken river, announcing his invulnerable posture.

In just a few breaths, the entire battlefield suddenly changed - the once mountain-like Demon Realm Army collapsed like mud; the once impregnable Heavenly Court position was split in two by the sudden attack; the once indestructible demon tide was also divided and swallowed; although the strong men of the Southern, Northern, and Western Wastelands were strong, they were all defeated in this wave of "best action". They either retreated and reorganized, or their morale collapsed, marveling at the changes of this generation, and also at the supreme momentum led by Chen Xiu.

When the lingering sound of the formation gradually faded, the violent wind suddenly stopped, and the sky returned to tranquility. The mountains, ice fields, rivers, dark valleys, holy lands, abysses, and the Nine Netherworlds were all silent, as if standing in awe of the victor. Their faces were either excited or emotional, but all of them were filled with hot tears, because they knew: they had stood in a position that could truly be called the "peak of the cultivation era."

Chen Xiu walked in slowly, holding the halberd at his shoulder, his eyes looking across the realms. He saw countless familiar figures - Zhu Yan stood in blood, his eyes burning with fire; Qingli's hands still had a cold light, a smile on the corner of his lips; the mountains and rivers behind Xuanyan were still there, and the power of his fist had not dissipated; Youren and Chenxi smiled at each other, black light and holy light blended; Chaos Venerable and Demon King drank the wine to break the formation, nothingness and blood reflected each other. The huge team of human cultivators also raised the battle flag, the flag fluttering in the wind, it was the golden battle flag that broke the sky.

"The victory in this battle is all thanks to you all." Chen Xiu's voice was calm but steady. "In the past, we were lost or hesitant because we failed to use the most suitable skills at the most suitable time. Today, in this best period of cultivation, we have put all our learning and understanding into one, turning it into a weapon to defeat the enemy, and finally achieved this. In the future, whenever the world is in turmoil, we can follow this model, quickly sort out our thoughts, and use our unique skills, so that we can have a sure chance of victory before the catastrophe!"

As he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, with a tacit understanding and trust forged on the brink of life and death. They knew that the road of cultivation would never end, but as long as they kept in mind the cultivation spirit centered on "best action" at this moment, they could grasp the key to the peak in any troubled times.

Outside the sky, the floating clouds gradually dispersed, and the morning light paved a new journey. Countless practitioners, carrying their own "invincible moments", traveled day and night, heading towards a wider and vaster world - there may be more dangerous enemies, or deeper secrets, but they are not afraid, because in this best era, they have embraced their own highest recognition and touched the true meaning of invincibility in their hearts. (End of this chapter)