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All paths converge to the origin, all things return to one. At this moment, within the Taichu Hall of the White Deer Sect, the lingering aftershocks of "Mind's Consciousness Reaching the Profound" still surged, and countless cultivators burned with the same belief: to acknowledge their era was to quickly reveal their own future; to realize their success was to transform it into an indestructible blade in their hands, cutting through all obstacles in their path. Chen Xiu stood in the center of the hall, his gaze piercing, looking towards the rolling smoke of war in the distance—the clarion call for the reconstruction of heaven and earth, and the prelude to everyone achieving legendary status.

As the heavens and earth underwent their ninth cycle, and the stars shifted, divine light simultaneously illuminated the hundred peaks of the White Deer Sect. Chen Xiu let out a soft shout, his figure transforming into a streak of light, flashing into the highest peak—the Primordial Heavenly Platform. At this moment, hundreds of elite warriors from the battle alliance had gathered on the platform. Each of them had piercing eyes, filled with unwavering resolve. The mountain wind howled, stirring up swirling spiritual clouds from the heavens, waterfalls cascading like ribbons, and mist permeating the air, yet it could not conceal the burning passion in their hearts.

"There is no turning back in today's battle," Chen Xiu declared, his voice striking straight to the heart. "We have long acknowledged that our era cannot be usurped by others. With the light of your minds, you have already paved the way for the future." He slowly raised his hand, a ball of radiant light gathering in his palm, illuminating the vast sea of ​​clouds as if it were a blood-red battlefield. "Everyone, through this radiant light, can see themselves—the ones who will ascend to the pinnacle!"

In an instant, the radiant light dissipated, transforming into countless runes that descended. The elites absorbed the runes, and their true intentions suddenly opened: they saw what they would look like decades from now—some clad in golden armor, standing atop the Heavenly Mystery Peak; some soaring through the clouds, riding swords into the sky; some breaking all laws with a single finger, causing the laws of heaven and earth to bow down; and others shaking mountains and rivers with body-refining techniques, transforming ancient mountain ranges into their own.

But the next moment, as the runes dissipated, the elite warriors of the alliance became solemn. They all realized that this future could only be partially realized through today's battle. If they did not fight today, this future would vanish like fleeting clouds, utterly unbound.

"There are still two quarters of an hour until dusk. The allied forces of the Demon Clan and the Heavenly Court will surely attack the White Deer Sect." The Crimson Phoenix Celestial Venerable said in a deep voice. He and Chen Xiu stood side by side on the clouds, their majesty still intact. "If we want to quickly settle our own era, we must cut off the enemy's arrogant momentum in the shortest time and make them fall into ruin in this chaotic world." He raised his hand again, and nine golden lightning bolts struck down from the sky, making the majesty of the Heavenly Platform even more magnificent.

The warriors of the alliance responded in unison, their magic incantations igniting their fighting spirit. Deep down, each of them told themselves: Accepting this future meant quickly navigating the era, turning the battlefield into stepping stones, and transforming success into capital to sweep away all rivals in this chaotic world. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into shooting stars, heading towards the four corners of the formation to prepare for battle.

Banners fluttered in the sky. Demons lay starving, corpses littered the land, celestial soldiers stood in formation, and underworld troops pressed in with imposing force. They united, determined to crush the White Deer Sect in the shortest time and turn the tide of battle. However, just as they gathered, poised to strike, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, as if a rift had been torn open. Countless elite warriors from the battle alliance burst forth from the fissure, like extraterrestrial visitors, striking unexpectedly and with unstoppable force.

This scene was the "Heavenly Dao Rift Array" that Chen Xiu and the Crimson Kite Celestial Venerable had planned long ago. They used the future map obtained through their profound understanding of the mind to borrow the Heavenly Dao Rift, which was inaccessible to ordinary people, to aid in the battle; within the rift were endless fragments of time, which made the increased combat power and speed incomparable to conventional battle formations.

"Charge!" Chen Xiu roared, turning his body and causing thousands of lightning patterns to surge, repelling the Heavenly Court soldiers pressing in from all sides. "Break the enemy's morale in the best possible way!"

Swords flashed and magic roared and exploded. On the battlefield, demonic ghosts, celestial soldiers, and human cultivators attacked from three sides, quickly descending into chaos. The elites of the battle alliance moved like dragons through the formations, relentlessly slaying enemies, their spells flowing and their sharpness fully revealed. Those genius youths who once pondered the laws in seclusion now condensed their mental ripples into weapons, piercing through the enemy ranks; those ancient savage spirits from the depths of the underworld, fueled by a surge of battle intent, suddenly displayed their berserk instincts, their earth roaring to intimidate their foes.

In an instant, the Heavenly Court's formation was thrown into chaos, and the demons retreated in terror. Those formations, once hailed as "the most invincible celestial arrays" and "the most impenetrable demonic barriers," were shattered in a series of millisecond-level lightning strikes. The allied forces, wave after wave of powerful warriors, were all astonished: "This is... who can merge the Heavenly Dao with our battle formations? Such speed is beyond the reach of mortal cultivators!"

Just as the allied soldiers were filled with fear, the elite warriors of the War Alliance fought with increasing ferocity, realizing all their predictions for the future one by one: minefield formations, chain attacks, time-space pressure... Every move was made by the "Destiny Arrangement Technique" passed down by Chen Xiu, causing all the allied forces to fall into a weakness and be quickly torn apart before they could adjust their pace.

Finally, the banners fell, and blood stained the sky. In less than a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting, morale collapsed—the allied forces were defeated, the demon skeletons turned to ashes, the celestial soldiers of the Heavenly Court scattered, and the underworld's ghostly troops became utterly useless. The horns of victory soared from the White Deer Sect's rooftop, their sound shaking the four wastelands and eight seas.

At the moment of victory, the members of the alliance roared in unison. It was in this best of times that they recognized their era together and swiftly revealed their respective futures; it was in this battle that they transformed their yearning for the future into the clash of swords and the plans for the future into the fruits of victory on the battlefield.

After the victory, Chen Xiu stood on the high platform, looking up at the vast mountains, and murmured: "Based on this moment of success, settle your own era; based on this moment of success, quickly enter the next level. If you are only intoxicated by the victory and do not remember the higher level in the future, it is like picking up a pearl on the beach of the sea, but never polishing it into a dazzling necklace."

Upon hearing this, everyone suppressed their joy. They understood that true success wasn't about winning a single battle, but about quickly adjusting and reshaping the landscape afterward. Defeating the enemy was only the first step; the true mark of a strong leader was knowing how to leverage victory to rebuild and plan for the future.

Thus, the elites of the War Alliance quickly split up: some went to the Eastern Wilderness to wipe out the remaining demon forces; some returned to the White Deer Sect to repair the damaged spirit arrays and cave heavens; some went deep into the Star Sea to collect the essence of the stars; and a group of warriors went to the Southern Heavenly Gate and the Northern Abyss Valley to try to connect with the outside world and explore a wider world.

Chen Xiu and the Crimson Phoenix Celestial Venerable remained at the Primordial Beginning Palace to discuss matters with the leaders of various alliances. In the long night, under the lamplight, they codified the lessons of this victory along with a blueprint for the future, compiling them into the *Primordial Era Chronicles*, so that future cultivators could use it to explore: What is the "best era"? What is the "most suitable future"? What is the "most thorough success"?
—This is what we have achieved today. If you all wish to step into a higher era, you must build upon this foundation, continuously predict the future, and swiftly arrange your destinies; only by decisively positioning your era after each victory can you stand undefeated in the primordial chaos and pave an endless path to heaven. (End of Chapter)