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In the vast, primordial wilderness, where the Great Dao had vanished, countless cultivators arrayed themselves atop the Lingxiao Palace. The sky was dark, dust swirled, and distant starlight blazed like blood. Chen Xiu stood before the Nine Heavens Palace, clad in a purple flame battle robe, a crimson cinnabar mark faintly appearing between his brows, his aura overwhelming. He raised a hand and lightly touched the battle map, which displayed countless successful cultivators—some possessing immense inner strength, others bearing golden lotuses, and still others harboring the Nine Heavens Profound Fire within their hearts—all preparing their optimal battle strategies for the sage of this moment.

"Achieving sainthood and activating the formation, everything is as I decree." Chen Xiu's words, radiant with light, echoed throughout the heavens and earth like the resounding torrent of a golden bell. Behind him, one hundred thousand cultivators wielded spiritual weapons, each possessing a body tempered like a god, their dantian blazing fiercely—all were the foremost fighting force in the primordial world. Today's battle was to shatter the seal, awaken the divine essence of saints scattered beyond the nine heavens, reshape the primordial Dao, and usher in a golden age for all races.

As dawn broke, a rift appeared in the heavens. With a wave of his sleeve, Chen Xiu caused the laws of heaven and earth to tremble, and stardust shimmered at the array's core. He lightly touched the array diagram with his finger, and the Big Dipper and the Tai Chi symbol instantly arranged themselves into a vast celestial array. Beneath the nine heavens, one hundred thousand cultivators chanted in unison, their voices booming like thunder, shattering the clouds.

"Gentlemen, retreat three zhang with me and firmly guard the stable foundation of the array," Chen Xiu commanded. Powerful figures from various schools—those skilled in flame tempering, frost-freezing, and wind-and-thunder fusion—are positioned around the array's core. Those wielding the Samadhi True Fire channel their fire energy from their dantian to their heels; the Heavenly Gang Sword cultivators skillfully spread their sword energy across the array's foundation; and disciples of the Gu Poison Sect have concealed subtle poisons within the array's edges in preparation for an enemy attack. All schools cooperate seamlessly, their movements perfectly synchronized.

The myriad Daoist principles converged at the array's core, condensing into a crystalline holy sword, like a sacred treasure in the hands of a sage. The sword's radiance was intense, illuminating the surrounding warriors as if they were made of gold. Chen Xiu examined his inner soul, confirming that the true meaning of his tribulation-crossing was in perfect harmony with the sage's path, and calmly commanded, "Activate the array!"

In an instant, the formation activated, drawing upon the power of the heavens. The countless stars transformed into dozens of celestial chains, absorbing and expelling impurities, defying the heavens. The world changed color, and terrifying currents surged from the cracks, oppressing all things. The cultivators wore solemn expressions, knowing this was the beginning of a life-or-death calamity—war had begun, and there was no turning back.

The heavens were vast, and the rift was unfathomably deep. Chen Xiu twirled the cinnabar seal in his hand, letting out a long roar that shook the starlight of the nine heavens, transforming it into Dao traces. With a thunderous boom, a thousand-foot-tall golden barrier rose from all directions, completely isolating the great formation from the outer battlefield. Then, at the center of the rift, a ten-thousand-foot-tall divine stele appeared, its inscribed runes ancient and profound, seemingly connected to the core laws of the primordial world.

"Sage Divine Spark, manifest!" Chen Xiu shouted, his figure suddenly rising dozens of feet taller, his Great Dao True Qi surging forth from his body, shining brightly alongside the Saint Divine Spark Stele. Flames, ice crystals, wind and thunder, poisonous mist and many other strange phenomena intertwined, and the majestic aura shook the Nine Heavens.

In an instant, the divine stele cracked open with a thousand fissures, and the divine essence, like a shadow or a vine, flew out from the stone, wrapping around Chen Xiu's body like threads of light. It was the embodiment of the sage's will, surging into his dantian, sea of ​​mind, and primordial spirit. Chen Xiu's eyes turned crimson, golden light reflecting in his pupils. His divine sense suddenly broadened, and the power of laws poured in, drawing boundless power from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted dramatically. The Path to Heaven was opened, and the powerful Daoist essence left behind by countless scrolls of scriptures, seventy-two grotto-heavens, and nine realms of secrets... all emerged, transforming into talismans that floated on the battlefield. On the crown of Chen Xiu's head, a golden seal of holy light appeared, as if a saint had been imprinted on his body, signifying that he had attained the position of a half-saint.

"Break!" Chen Xiu roared, his figure rising from the ground in an instant. The holy sword in his hand, imbued with the will of the Great Dao, roared like a thunderbolt. He suddenly slashed down in mid-air, the sword piercing through the rift. The sound of the void shattering was heard, and the aura of the Great Dao surged back into the holy sword like a tide. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and stars fell. The seal crumbled from the depths of the rift in an instant, and the barrier that had originally imprisoned the Holy Core vanished completely.

After the rift shattered, powerful enemies from the Nine Netherworlds, the Heavenly Vault, and the Silent Annihilation appeared simultaneously. They were all the strongest cultivators from their respective factions: the Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor unleashed supreme dark laws, attempting to devour the power of the Saintly Rank; the Heavenly Vault Spirit Lord condensed the power of the heavens, intending to claim it for himself; and the Silent Annihilation Immortal Lord manipulated time and life and death, attempting to reverse the course of the primordial world. Facing this combined enemy, Chen Xiu showed no fear. Bearing the mark of the Saintly Rank and clad in a golden flame battle robe, his fighting spirit soared: "We have gathered the power of many to break this seal for the revival of the Great Dao. How can we allow you to lay a finger on it? Gentlemen, if you desire the Saintly Rank, then come and fight!"

Before the words were even finished, all the cultivators attacked simultaneously. Chen Xiu moved like lightning, his holy sword pointing, golden light flashing everywhere, and streaks of Heavenly Dao sword energy slashed towards the Nine Nether Demon Emperor; at the same time, he formed a hand seal with his palms, using his holy will to create a golden Reincarnation Seal, forcing the Immortal Lord of Annihilation to retreat repeatedly. The Celestial Spirit Venerable used a meteorite that roared down from the sky, attempting to intimidate with the might of heaven, but Chen Xiu took a step in mid-air and shattered the meteorite into sword energy, turning it into countless points of light that scattered down.

Meanwhile, 100,000 cultivators unleashed their unique skills: the roar of the fire qilin, the protective formation of the ice giant tortoise, the charge of the thunderous demon bird... the battle instantly erupted into a raging inferno. Outside the formation, cultivators across the mountains and plains also used their secret techniques to provide support: some stirred up hundreds of feet of wind and waves to block the Demon Emperor's army; some condensed crystal illusions to confuse the Heavenly Spirit Venerable; and some performed the Life and Death Curse Seal to restrain the Silent Extinction Immortal Lord.

Chen Xiu wielded the holy sword in his left hand and the golden wheel on his right, their movements coordinated, each strike and seal awe-inspiring and terrifying. His semi-saintly body unleashed extraordinary power, the laws of heaven and earth materializing according to his will, enveloping the battlefield. Gradually, all three powerful figures were suppressed, forced to exert their full strength to resist.

"The mark of the saint, protect us!" Chen Xiu roared, his saintly essence resonating with the Great Dao of the Heavens. In an instant, all the Daos intertwined into one, transforming into a golden colossus that repelled the combined suppressive force of the three sides. The Demon Emperor's army collapsed, the remaining power of the heavens dissipated, the Annihilation Curse disintegrated, and the three powerful enemies retreated into the rift's afterimages, letting out unwilling and miserable howls.

After the war, the rift completely closed, and the remaining stardust seemed to celebrate Saint Ge's return to power. The golden holy sword hung high in the sky, its golden light spreading across the land. Chen Xiu slowly descended the holy steps, the radiance of Saint Ge transforming behind him into a long golden river, winding between heaven and earth.

Ten thousand cultivators surrounded him, each with tears in their eyes. They had fought valiantly amidst flames and ice, shadows and life and death, finally witnessing alongside Chen Xiu the reshaping of the Saint's divine essence. At this moment, the laws were revived, the Great Dao of the Primordial World continued, and all races would usher in a new era of prosperity.

Chen Xiu looked around at everyone, his expression calm yet full of deep emotion: "Our battle today is not only for the divine status of saints, but also for the future of this land. If you all become saints, remember not to forget your original intentions, and do not let power cloud your judgment, only then can you truly protect the Great Dao of the Primordial World."

The cultivators responded in unison, and the heavens and earth resonated, causing the primordial land to once again burst with vitality. Golden holy light transformed into stars, spreading across the vast lands of the nine provinces, and all races, under the holy light, entered a new chapter of prosperity.

Chen Xiu, leading his warriors, embarked on a new journey. Having achieved sainthood, they would use this power of the Great Dao to benefit all living beings and create the strongest golden age for the primordial world. At this moment, they were truly the strongest fighters and the pioneers of a new era. (End of Chapter)