Everyone holds the Ten Thousand Souls Banner? In our great nation of Yanhuang, everyone is a demon c

The crowd responded in unison, their fighting spirit undiminished, and they walked step by step toward the blood-red Star River Avenue. At the end of the avenue, there seemed to be hundreds of gates of light, each leading to a different peak: some to the Star Domain, some to the Primordial Heaven Cave, and others to the Netherworld Abyss and the Heavenly Court's Secret Treasury—but wherever they were, they were all places of destiny personally placed and planned by the warriors themselves.

At this moment, the flames of war still rage, the conflict continues, but it is no longer merely a contest of blood and fire; it is a series of realizations and practices of the supreme truth of "one's own future." Every figure standing tall amidst the dust proclaims to the world: by acknowledging oneself as one's greatest success in this moment, one can grasp destiny and usher in a new era. The vast earth, through the footsteps of countless warriors, will forge broad roads leading to the future, forever.

The flames of war have not yet subsided, and the world remains vast and boundless. The great battle has raged on for a long time, with countless cultivators forging their will and shaping their destinies amidst the bloodshed and carnage. At this moment, the very fabric of the primordial land has been completely rewritten: every mountain and river, every secret realm and ancient relic, every bolt of heavenly thunder and earthly fire proclaims that the future of all living beings is slowly taking shape amidst an unprecedented catastrophe and opportunity.

The door to the future has been opened.
Dust billowed, the sky was as hard as iron. The White Deer Sect, the Eastern Wilderness Demon Army, the South Sea Flood Dragon, the Western Qi Nightwalkers, the Nine Li Secret Sect… the five major forces each occupied a strategic point, shifting between offense and defense, like five giants beating war drums. Chen Xiu stood atop the Netherworld Cliff, holding the Great Dao Pivot, overlooking all things: “The war continues, but the door to our future has been opened by us together. Each person only needs to take a firm step to step onto their own path to prosperity.”

Before he finished speaking, the floating magic array deep within the Netherworld Cliff suddenly lit up—it was a portal to time and space formed by the combined will of countless cultivators, its doors engraved with countless runes pointing to the future, shimmering with starlight. Anyone with the right destiny could step inside, and each step was a complete affirmation of one's own era.

The greatest realization of success
"At this moment, everyone must admit that this moment will be their greatest success." Chen Xiu sat cross-legged, activating the "Heavenly Revelation Mark," spreading his mind throughout the entire battlefield. The warriors' thoughts surged into the magic array, transforming into a sky full of talismanic light. Many cultivators who had been confused and hesitant finally saw clearly: the true strongman is not the one who breaks through the enemy's formation first, but the one who recognizes their own destiny first; the greatest success is not the martial prowess of instantly defeating the opponent, but seizing the best opportunity to determine the future.

In the Spirit Spring Valley, Zhang Luo, once considered a good-for-nothing due to his mediocre talent, slowly stepped into the Gate of Time and Space. He suddenly opened his eyes within the gate and saw himself, a thousand years in the future, standing high above the heavens, tearing through chaos with a single "Flowing Cloud Slash," shaking the very fabric of the universe. That sight ignited his passion, and he resolved to break through his limits with a hundredfold power on the current battlefield.

Step into your own future
As night falls, the clashes between the five factions remain fierce, yet subtly infiltrated by the "space-time array." Each concentrated effort manifests a path of light in the void, leading to the future. Cultivators who follow this path can instantly teleport to their predetermined destination—whether it be the ancient land of reincarnation, the summit of the Heavenly Thunder Trial, or the abyss of the Starry Law Domain. Stepping into it signifies the deepest identification with one's own era.

On the icy plains of the Northern Desert, General Su Mo lightly touched his chest with his icy sword, chanting an incantation. A dazzling beam of light instantly surged forth from beneath the ice. He leaped into the beam, his figure flashing as he appeared at the bottom of Ice Phoenix Valley. Deep within the cave, Ice Phoenix Snow Feathers blanketed the sky—the very treasure he yearned for and needed to seize to achieve the "Ice Phoenix Domination" inheritance. With a thought, Su Mo unleashed a burst of cold light, slicing through the ice wall and taking the "Ice Phoenix Snow Feathers" into his robes. His body was immediately illuminated by ice crystal patterns; those patterns would be the foundation upon which he would later control the Northern Desert and dominate the icy plains.

In the Dragon Palace of the South Sea, General Murong Lan commanded the waves with a dragon's roar, and a path of light emerged amidst the surging tides. Riding the crest of the tide, he plunged into the path of light and arrived at the Star Abyss at the heart of the sea. Beneath the heart of the sea, starlight condensed into a "Tidal Dragon Spear." In an instant, he merged with the spear's essence, his blood surged, and his mind focused—at that moment, he was no longer just one of the dragons of the South Sea, but the Regent of the Dragon Court, capable of harnessing the overwhelming dragon breath and commanding the dragon tides of the four seas.

Creating a different future
Chen Xiu turned his gaze to the aftershocks of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld. The ancient battle between gods and demons had been melted away by the awakening of mortals: Heavenly Court talismans and Underworld soul scriptures had both perished under the impact of the spacetime array. Many heavenly soldiers and underworld ghosts were filled with doubt: after a thousand years of cultivation and a thousand years of waiting, would they also have to step into this mortal realm? Many immortals and underworld messengers gritted their teeth and broke through the array, clashing with each other for a moment. Unexpectedly, the first to step into the path of light was the once exiled judge of the Underworld. His face was solemn, and he said to himself, "If even I can see the future, what about mortals?" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a black light and disappeared into the path of light.

Celestial Venerable Yun Yao raised her palm to suppress the judge's path, but a brand-new spatial rift suddenly burst open from the depths of the magic array, pointing straight to the top of the Celestial Court. A thought flashed through her mind: "This is the real opportunity." She leaped into the rift, transforming into specks of nebula. When she landed, she already held the "Seven Luminaries Star Core" in her hand, her divine light trembling slightly—that star core was the first cornerstone on her new era's path.

Full Awakening and Final Sprint

As the core figures of the five major factions stepped onto their respective paths of light, countless followers followed suit, their steps as swift as the wind. In an instant, the entire battlefield was filled with scattered points of light, like stars in the night sky. They shouted in the void, "My era, I will rule!" With their resounding voices, each ray of starlight suddenly solidified, transforming into scenes: some saw their cultivation a hundred years later, some saw the hopes of their people, and some foresaw the ideal pure land in their hearts. Those scenes made them fully understand: what kind of self would truly be the best existence to achieve this future?

The final sprint has begun. Chen Xiu, carrying the Great Dao Pivot, entered the core of the grand formation, his voice echoing: "Having settled their own era, the desires of the people have truly taken shape. This battle is no longer just a struggle for life and death, but also the ultimate test of everyone's future. Let us, together with fervent faith, break through the final shackles and usher in a true new era of primordial chaos!"

In unison, the multitude responded, and amidst the thunderous war drums, the will of billions transformed into awe-inspiring sword energy, surging waves, crimson flames, and star-studded chants, all surging towards the heavens. In an instant, the rhythm of heaven and earth rippled like a tidal wave, as if the entire primordial world was about to overturn the old order and usher in a new chapter.

As the final glimmer of light faded, the remaining battlefield returned to calm, leaving only the countless figures of dream chasers standing tall in the dawn. They knew that in this primordial battle for the future, they had truly stepped into the gates of their own era. What the future held was yet to be written by their lives; but at this moment, every life, through the desires and actions in their hearts, had become a new master of their destiny.

—The great battle for the future of the primordial world has come to an end; a brand new era of the primordial world will unfold in their footsteps, creating an even more glorious and unparalleled legend. (End of Chapter)