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In this primordial era, turmoil is brewing once more.

Above the nine heavens, the sky was clear and the clouds moved like a tide; on the vast earth, spiritual veins converged, and all things were renewed. Since the Great War of the Primordial Beginning, many cultivators have awakened. They are no longer confused or hesitant, but instead gaze at the "source of consciousness" deep within their hearts—the traces left by the Great Dao, the answers already imprinted deep within each person's destiny.

In this best of times, all beings have awakened, and hundreds of millions of cultivators have finally realized that cultivation is not merely about improving the physical body and spiritual power, but about gaining insight into the "self" and laying the groundwork for the "future."

At the very edge of the Eastern Wilderness, Chen Xiu sat cross-legged, silently within the rift of time. His eyes were calm as still water, yet unfathomable. He had long since completed the leap from mortal to conscious awareness of the existence of great beings; what he was comprehending at this moment was "the shape of the future."

“Every cultivator will move towards their own future. Every thought, every breath, is forging the ‘era’ they are about to enter.” He murmured, his voice like thunder, reverberating among the laws of the void.

This was not a simple realization, but a "reflection" of the future. He saw many powerful beings rapidly awakening in the void—some resurrected from the Tomb of Ancient War; some rekindled the flames of their souls at the bottom of the Blood River; and some, deep within the Nine Netherworld Seal, broke the shackles of time and space, pointing directly to the pinnacle of the Great Dao.

"The perfect moment... has arrived." Chen Xiu stood up, his figure appearing and disappearing in the void, like the very will of heaven and earth. Countless fragments of laws shimmered around him, the "era runes" he had comprehended. Only those who truly realize the significance of their own existence can unlock this key sealed for eternity.

Meanwhile, far away in the Sunset Plains of the Western Frontier, a surge of blood energy soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds and startling the entire world.

That was Li Fengtian, the Holy Son of the Lu Xuan Sect. At that moment, he fully awakened: "It's time to unleash my era!"

Li Fengtian, once rejected by fate and scorned by his sect, fell into the abyss, but he never gave up. While everyone else was still asleep, he had already begun frantically preparing for "his future." He used ten thousand years of solitude to forge a soul imprint and used ten thousand streams of murderous energy to forge a battle sword, all to await the arrival of this "perfect moment."

"The future is not something you wait for, it's something you fight your way out!" Li Fengtian roared as his Battle Soul Sword pierced the sky, and a portal of light opened before him—his "Gate of Destiny."

At the same time, mysterious bells rang out in various places, a clarion call for the changing of the times.

From the Southern Wilderness Demon Mountain and the Northern Sea Starry Sea to the Central Sacred Realm, powerful figures have emerged from their slumber to join this magnificent "War of the Future." Each of them transcends the shackles of the old era, and at the moment their consciousness fully awakens, they forge their own future paths.

"I see my future," an ancient clan elder whispered before the Heavenly Mirror.

"I've also completed it." A female cultivator's spiritual root blossomed in the Myriad Flowers Secret Realm, and her future was like a flower in bloom, surrounded by countless paths.

"This time, I will shatter all obstacles and reshape my human era!" A descendant of the human queen roared in the star ruins, his body radiating golden light.

Every cultivator confirms their own destiny at the moment of "consciousness awakening" and takes steps toward their own "future".

……

Chen Xiu stood on the Heavenly Sacrifice Platform of the White Deer Sect, overlooking the vast land.

"The tide has turned, and destiny is no longer closed. The era of us human cultivators has entered the true future."

He produced a jade slip, which was the core of destiny extracted from the Heavenly Evolution Ancestral Stele, and was named the [Future Catalogue].

This jade slip will only respond to those who have truly "awakened their consciousness." Once the cultivator has a clear understanding of themselves, their potential, fears, desires, and mission, the jade slip will automatically depict the three most likely destinies for them.

This is no longer a gift from the sect, nor an initiation from the master, but a true destiny that originates from "me" and is controlled by "me".

"From this moment on, everyone can truly realize their own future." Chen Xiu spoke slowly, his voice carried by the wind, echoing throughout the four seas and eight wastelands.

In the sky, countless spiritual lights rose in response, all of them being the "consciousness fluctuations" of cultivators from various places. They all activated their own Great Dao Origins, resonating with the Future Chronicle.

At this moment, Chen Xiu was no longer alone. Standing beside him were hundreds of millions of cultivators embarking on their own paths of destiny.

"This is the starting point of the future battle." The Crimson Phoenix Celestial Venerable suddenly appeared, holding the Crimson Flame Heavenly Halberd, his aged eyes filled with excitement. "This battle is not just about life and death, but also about the rupture and rebirth between the old self and the new self."

Chen Xiu and Chi Yuan exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously, reaching a tacit understanding. Their next task was to "settle the entire era."

Beneath the heavens, they laid down a spiritual array called the [Future Battle Map]. This array could cover the entire cultivation world, weaving the destinies of those who broke through and awakened in various places into an invisible "celestial net." This was not merely defense, but also guidance—an order a level higher than the Heavenly Dao—a future-dominating path constructed by humanity!
A white-haired female cultivator slowly approached. She was the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Time, named Ji Wuhen, who controlled the "Law of Flowing Years." She gently stroked the Heart of the Future Battle Map and softly said, "I have seen the trajectory of all destinies. We will use the future as our pen to write a new chapter in the new era."

The group stood in a circle, summoning their natal spiritual weapons and merging them with the future battle map. In an instant, countless spiritual lights surged, and the outline of the future appeared from the void.

The future is not far away; it is right at the moment our consciousness awakens.

Success is no longer out of reach; it is a reality that everyone can experience.

This is not an era for a select few geniuses, but a battle for the "qualified," a new era that everyone understands and can participate in.

Just as dawn broke, Chen Xiu stepped out and walked into the gate of the future.

"Everyone, begin your future."

The Great Dao possesses a spirit, and all living beings have intentions. From this day forward, the primordial land has entered its best era—an era where everyone can understand their own consciousness and know their destiny, and also the most suitable era: all those with a heart can quickly reveal their own era's brilliance in this best moment.

As dawn broke, the rosy light painted the land of China. The vast sky, with its newly fallen stars, resembled an unfinished painting. Outside the Taichu Hall of the White Deer Sect, thousands of cultivators gathered. With every breath, they seemed to feel the pulse of the earth and the flow of time. At this moment, everyone realized: self-awareness is the key to the future; the door to the future also lies within oneself.

Chen Xiu stood before the hall, gazing up at the sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through time and space. He slowly unleashed his divine sense, taking in the star suspended in the heavens and the Heavenly Dao vein that connected the celestial court and the underworld. He let out a soft sigh: "The best moment begins with the awakening of the heart. Only by truly understanding the essence of one's own consciousness can one reveal one's own brilliance in the shortest time—this is precisely the opportunity of today."

Among the crowd, some were astonished, others hesitated. But most were eager, circulating their inner energy and focusing their minds, eager to try their luck with Chen Xiu. Rays of spiritual light burst forth from their chests, rippling outwards like water, further activating the subtle power of the world within the hall. At that moment, everyone understood in their hearts: their future was no longer determined by others, but entirely by their own control over their consciousness.

“To reveal the light of the times is not something that can be accomplished overnight.” Chen Xiu’s voice was steady, yet carried an unquestionable authority. “You and I are merely a fleeting manifestation of countless cultivation paths among millions of cultivators. The future is not yet set; only by refining our present intentions to the extreme can we quickly break through the current impasse and shape the future.”

So, he formed a hand seal and activated the "Mind-Body Connection Technique," transmitting his supreme understanding of the vast world and the torrent of time and space to everyone in the form of a magic technique. In an instant, countless cultivators' hearts were filled with wondrous patterns of laws, shining like stars in the night sky. It was an unprecedented enlightenment: consciousness was not formless, but contained within ripples of the Dao that could be manipulated; destiny was not a constraint, but a vast plain that could be shaped by the heart.

In an instant, it was as if a new world had opened up in the Taichu Palace. Some people suddenly looked back and saw clearly the obsessions they had held for many years; some bowed their heads and focused their minds, observing the potential dormant deep within their bloodline; and some suddenly opened their eyes wide, as if they saw the cultivation trajectory of hundreds of years behind them, which was like a galaxy with interconnected veins, extending outward from the bottom of their hearts.

"Now, everyone knows how their consciousness shapes the future." Chen Xiu slowly waved his hands, and countless streams of light appeared in the sky, transforming into projections of countless time corridors. Those corridors were the paths to the future that each person could choose. Some fought ferocious beasts in the deep ravines of the sacred mountains; some absorbed the power of the star sea in the Star Domain; and some ventured into the abyss of the underworld to break the restrictions on life and death.

"But to create a true future, insight alone is not enough. At the opportune moment, we must act swiftly and reveal our grand vision for the era." He paused, his gaze sweeping across the distant Eastern Wilderness, Western Qi, South Sea, and Northern Desert—the battlefields and secret realms about to unleash a storm. "From today onward, each of you must complete your plans for the future as quickly as possible and step into your own century in the most qualified manner."

As the words fell, the heavens and earth trembled. A deafening thunderclap echoed from the heavens, as if the very fabric of the world was celebrating this moment. The once silent hall suddenly erupted in a frenzy, and countless cultivators' eyes blazed with spiritual fire, as if they were about to break free of the shackles of time and space and charge into the future with the force of thunder.

At this moment, the old man with white eyebrows let out a long roar, refusing the layers of constraints of conventional laws, and unprecedentedly revealed the "Chronicle of Primordial Awakening" that he had buried many years ago. Only then did everyone realize that this "Chronicle of Primordial Awakening" was a supreme treasure that fused the essence of the primordial spirit of the Nine Provinces, enabling cultivators to leverage the destiny of the next ten or even a hundred years with only 30% of their cultivation in an instant.

Many gifted young people were instantly filled with ambition and began their studies; even more high-level experts, under the blessing of the incantations, felt their minds tremble, as if they could see themselves standing at the pinnacle of the Law Domain a hundred years from now. Every time they condensed a section of the incantation, the power of the Dao would surge within their bodies, transforming countless possibilities of the future into practical combat power in the present.

In this best of times, it is no exaggeration to say that "many people are able to quickly build their future." In the wilderness, the Demon Refining Valley, five hundred miles away, was also stirred by this aura. Countless demons and demonic shadows were suppressed, and even more vigorous cultivators broke out of the valley, heading straight for the mountain peak with a brand new look. In the Starry Sea, the sea dragons were awakened, instantly absorbing the starlight from the seabed, breaking through layers of restrictions, and transforming into a gathering of wind and clouds between continents. Even in the abyss, those ancient savage spirits that had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years were awakened by this wave of collective awakening, opening their sharp claws and stepping into the human world.

It was at this time that the shackles of cultivation throughout the ages were broken, and the single path of cultivation allowed the Dao and its methods to run in parallel, with each method reinforcing the other. Cultivators discovered that only by "being aware of one's own moment" could they truly awaken the Dao traces hidden within their hearts and refine themselves into a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

“A qualified future is probably an era that everyone understands,” Chen Xiu murmured to himself. He watched the spiritual energy gradually gathering in one place, watched the warriors' blood boiling amidst the yellow sand, and watched the sudden thunderclap in the Night Hook Mountains under the Milky Way—all of this was the manifestation of countless people's will, the footprints they left together as they stepped into the future.

Just as everyone was immersed in the fusion of self and future, a deafening roar came from beyond the towering mountains—a signal that the four lords, the demonic alliance, and the powerful figures from Heaven and Hell had gathered. They too had sensed the threat posed by this "most favorable era" and "best moment," and sought to seize the opportunity of the chaotic world to break through the primordial order and reshape the laws of heaven and earth.

Chen Xiu's gaze sharpened, and he turned to bow to the White Deer Sect Leader and the Crimson Kite Celestial Venerable: "Since the future is already set and a great battle is imminent, why not join hands with everyone and test our plans for the future in real combat as quickly as possible? Only by winning can we consolidate the position of every cultivator in this best of times."

The sun hangs high in the sky, heaven and earth are at war. Countless cultivators array themselves across the nine provinces, countless possibilities for the future intertwining and evolving within their ranks. Thus, in this best of times, everyone knows how their consciousness operates; in this optimal moment, many can swiftly reveal their own era; on the battlefield of the future, they will step into their own future with a qualified bearing. (End of Chapter)