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The dawn was still faint, the morning light like a veil, gently caressing the heavens and earth. Smoke rose faintly in the void, the battlefield continued, but everyone's hearts were already clear: having acknowledged their direction and accepted their destiny, they could fear no storms from the outside world. At this moment, whether human dragon generals, night walkers, ghost masters, allies, or adversaries, everyone was steadily advancing on their own paths.

Cultivators from all walks of life recognized the significance and objective of the operation—acknowledging their own mission and recognizing that the entire prehistoric world needed a force that could affect everything. Under this consensus, Chen Xiu's core group clearly defined and unified their deployment, forming a stable and strategically visionary action plan.

At the outset of the order, Zhao Lingge, a disciple of the White Deer Sect, was dispatched to the central magic array, tasked with the crucial mission of "Breaking Through the Star River Abyss"; Xiao Yunhan, the Iron Cavalry General of the Northern Desert, reorganized his elite knights and launched a fierce attack on the long-sealed lair of the Icefield Demon Beasts; Murong Lan, the Flood Dragon General of the South Sea, led his men to break through the deep-sea seal and search for the "Source of the Dragon Soul"; Lin Xiaoyu, the Night Walker of Xiqi, escorted the Shadow Squad to infiltrate the Heavenly Court's forbidden area and seize the "Netherworld Star Core"; Zhao Junyue, the Netherworld Master of Jiuli, led the Ghostly Illusion Array to approach the secret passage of the Underworld, aiming to obtain the "True Technique of the Underworld". These actions served as both pawns and safeguards, collectively serving a grand and clear path of destiny—the Great Dao that was uniformly controlled by Chen Xiu.

The formation of a consensus of the times

Inside the Taichu Hall of the White Deer Sect, Chen Xiu summoned all the alliance leaders and key generals. Around the core of the transmission array, they discussed their respective current missions and their connection to the overall situation. He said, "At this moment, the human race, the demon race, the secret sects, and all other sects are pawns in this war. But as long as we reach a consensus, we can define the future of this moment. Your individual plans, while complementing the overall strategy, are the true path to success."

From that moment on, whether it was the iron-blooded knights of the Northern Desert or the surging warriors of the Southern Sea Dragon General, they all understood that although their actions were different, they all stemmed from the same belief—to give themselves more power to control their own destiny and to give back that power to this primordial decisive battle.

The charge to put the operation into practice

Thus, five operations were launched simultaneously:
Zhao Lingge used the "Star River Engraving Technique" to draw celestial star patterns on the central magic array, blocking the key path for the Netherworld and the Demon Clan's magical counterattack.

Xiao Yunhan led the Northern Desert Iron Cavalry straight to the Icefield Monster Fortress, using the swift wind to seize the Ice Phoenix Egg and replenish the source of the human race's Cold Flame.

Murong Lan gathered the dragon army and controlled the water to form an array. He used the "Dragon Soul Frenzy" to drive the tide to bombard the deep sea and seal the boundary, escorting the core of the dragon soul to the shore.

Lin Xiaoyu led Nightblade to infiltrate the Heavenly Court's forbidden area, where they secretly plundered the "Shadow Star Core" in the Void Shadow Path. After escaping, they brought out fragments of the Heavenly Court's core laws.

Zhaojun Yue stirred up a rain of ghosts, causing the dead to surge and collect the last few strands of life and death magic patterns in the "Secret Path of the Underworld," planting the foundation for the "True Technique of the Underworld."

Each team breaks through barriers and seizes resources within their own territory, and reports the results back to the central command, where Chen Xiu coordinates the overall rhythm.

People's will and future choices

With each step of the operation progressing smoothly, whether it was seizing a star core or breaking through a seal, the participants silently recited in their hearts: "This is my own future." The confirmation at that moment was not based on past obsessions, but on the depiction and determination of the future. Some cried blood and shouted "The Iron Cavalry Will Live Forever" in the snow and ice, some swore an oath in the abyss waves: "The Dragon Soul Will Continue Forever", some murmured "The Dark Blade Will Never Die" in the moonlight, and some swore an oath in the shadows of the netherworld: "The souls of the dead will be sacrificed".

This belief is not unfounded, but rather the driving force behind every action they take—they have already planned their own path in this era and firmly believe that regardless of ultimate success or failure, they will create their own glory in this chaotic world.

When the Tao manifests

After all the key resources and techniques were gradually concentrated in the central magic array, Chen Xiu decided to activate the "Great Dao Manifestation Technique"—a decisive strategy centered on the Yuan Pivot and coordinated with high-level resources. At the moment the magic array was activated, five layers of spells—Star River, Ice Phoenix, Dragon Soul, Shadow, and Netherworld—flowed and intertwined, instantly sketching a magnificent future landscape.

This blueprint is not the exclusive domain of any one person or ethnic group, but rather the collective masterpiece of a group of people who understand themselves, share the same aspirations, and act in unison. They come from different ethnic groups, with different beliefs and different practices, yet through this moment of consensus and shared action, they resonate with the strongest voice leading to the future. Practice becomes the norm.

The brilliance unleashed by the magic array shook the entire land, completely thwarting the counterattacks of the demon race and the Heavenly Court. Those enemies who considered themselves supreme, whether they were Heavenly Destiny Immortals or Netherworld Kings, all retreated in panic due to the high degree of unity and consensus achieved by the human cultivators at this moment.

Victory became possible—even seemingly inevitable. Success was no longer a matter of luck, but a natural result of the unified self-awareness and action plans of everyone at that moment. Every participant deeply felt: what I have done is creating a greater era. After the battle, Chen Xiu stood atop the Taichu Palace, waving his arms to the sky. The remaining runes of starry rivers, shadows, and dragon souls at the center of the magic array still echoed in the air, like an unfinished melody. The alliance leaders and the cultivators who participated in the operation sang in unison—"This is our era, this is our future."

Those figures who once yearned for victory and sought breakthroughs in the war have now become part of history. They have entrusted their fates to this primordial future they themselves have written without complaint or regret.

The flames of war have not yet subsided, and smoke still lingers in the sky. Dust billows, the land is shattered, yet at this moment, an unusual rhythm and cadence arises. The blazing sun shines like gold, illuminating the armor of thousands of soldiers and horses, and also illuminating the deepest desires in the hearts of countless warriors: having already "accepted their actions," they have found the broad road to the future, and are now heading towards their own destiny's high ground, each with their own plans.

Beneath the heavens, Chen Xiu stood riding the wind, clad in a celestial battle robe, his gaze as profound as the stars. He gently stroked the token forged from the essence of the Great Dao in his hand, gathering the signals of unanimous agreement from everyone's hearts and minds before his chest. From this day forward, his will would transform into a unified battle rhythm, guiding billions of cultivators in this "optimal moment" to execute their individual plans, yet never stray from the overall strategy. As long as they locked onto their target and followed the trend, everyone could reach the peak they had long yearned for.

"—Hear my command!" A voice boomed from the azure sky, like a resounding bell, shaking heaven and earth. Chen Xiu spread his arms and surveyed the surroundings. "From this day forward, whether you are the Northern Desert Iron Cavalry, the South Sea Dragon Tide, the Western Zhou Shadows, or the Nine Li Ghosts, all will revolve around me, gathering the power of destiny, and heading to their respective battlefields. Quickly establish your future coordinates, provide reinforcements, launch surprise attacks, and defend your territory. As long as your actions are timely, you will surely achieve the moment you most desire!"

With this command, countless flags fluttered, and elites from all sides swiftly launched their attack. Atop the icy peaks of the Northern Desert, Xiao Yunhan led his valiant cavalry, riding the storm and wielding icy spears, towards the Northern Secret Realm. He arrived at the time rift first, and using a special array he had already set up, he infused the rift with his icy true essence, reversing the restrictions that had frozen the primordial world into his own shield. Wherever his cavalry passed, giant beasts and ferocious demons fell to the ground—for that "future coordinate" was precisely the path to becoming the overlord of the icy plains that Xiao Yunhan had drawn up for himself in advance.

On the shores of the South China Sea, Murong Lan led the Flood Dragons, breaking through the waves, heading straight for the "Dragon Vortex Abyss"—a place where starlight, ocean tides, and chaotic power intertwined, where only the true blood of the Flood Dragon King could pry open the heaven-reaching magic array. Previously, he had already set up a "Tidal Resonance Talisman" on the ancient turtle island in the East China Sea. Activating it now would allow him to single-handedly manipulate a thousand miles of sea, turning the Flood Dragon calamity into an aid, completely taming the "Dragon Vortex Abyss." Waves danced, the Flood Dragon's tail lashed out, and a silver path of light leading to the abyss appeared on the sea surface. Murong Lan leaped, his true essence surging, instantly reaching the level of a demigod—the ultimate future he had planned for himself.

In the Moonlit Forest of Xiqi, Lin Xiaoyu and her companion, Anren, stealthily lay in wait. They had already discovered the location of the entrance to the "Nether Moon Secret Realm" and had laid down a "Shadow Escape Array" in the darkness. At this moment, the array suddenly lit up, condensing moonlight into a densely woven net, making it impossible for anyone seeking to explore the secret realm to see anything but mist. Using the subtle fragrance and shadowy traces within the array, Lin Xiaoyu quietly stepped into the depths of the secret realm, beginning her journey to the forbidden area of ​​the "Starfall Ancient Stele." The "True Shadow Technique" hidden within the ancient stele would grant her unparalleled power in the darkness, which was precisely the ideal future she envisioned.

In the depths of the Nine Li Abyss, Zhaojun Yue led a group of ghostly sorcerers, using incantations as a guide to dance with the souls of the underworld. They had already used the "Netherworld Mirror Array" to collect the souls within, leaving a "Lock of Life and Death" outside the array—only through their incantations could the souls obey and return to their rightful place. At this moment, Zhaojun Yue softly chanted the Life and Death Incantation, transforming the ghostly souls into countless sparks, guiding them into the "Netherworld Holy City" fortress, where the "Source of Souls" was sealed. Once absorbed, it would allow her to freely traverse between life and death, achieving a state transcending life and death. That "future coordinate" was already clearly visible in her mind.

Meanwhile, countless independent cultivators and sect disciples across the world, each taking advantage of the opportunity granted by "Chen Xiu's unified command," embarked on their own paths of trials: some rushed to the "Chaos Ruins" to refine the Chaos Yuan Technique; some dived into the "Starry Sea" to absorb the spiritual energy of the starry river; some stepped into the "Wilderness Realm" to fight against the ancient lizard behemoth and seize the blood of the former king of the Jiaolong clan... Although they were on different battlefields, they all danced to the same beat, forming a symphony: in that melody, every note was a firm declaration that "their future has arrived."

In the distance, the demon army clashed with the Heavenly Court's weapons, but was repelled by wave after wave of precise strikes. Chen Xiu used the "Great Dao Yuan Pivot Array Eye" to connect all the battlefields, channeling the energy of each victor back to the main array's center, creating an endless supply of battle spirit. The Heavenly Court Immortal Venerable wielded the Starry Magic Rod, only to find that all the starlight was being drawn towards Chen Xiu's "Cosmic Star Net," reversing its power to become the main array's force; the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan activated the Chaos Demonic Runes, only to see them continuously disintegrate before the array's central pivot, turning into harmless dust. The forces of humans, demons, gods, and ghosts were all controlled by this net of fate, unable to escape.

"This is the power of unified command!" Chen Xiu's face was as cold as the moon, and his voice shook the universe. "Your arrangements, with me as the guiding principle, are the only way to reach your goals without fail in this catastrophe that concerns the future of the primordial world. If you can complete the predetermined coordinates today, you will surely rule over a region in the future; if you hesitate, you will surely be abandoned by the tide of history and buried in dust forever!"

As he finished speaking, bursts of light emanated from the Yuan Shu—the surging energy formed by the combined minds of hundreds of millions of cultivators, continuously flowing towards every battlefield, amplifying the momentum and enabling every cultivator who had "already set their future coordinates" to unleash extraordinary effects at the most crucial moment.

In the Northern Desert camp, Xiao Yunhan let out a long roar: "Icebound for ten thousand miles, I shall be king!" His iron cavalry responded in unison, cleaving through the ice walls and plunging straight into the demonic lair of the North. On the shores of the South Sea, Murong Lan commanded the Flood Dragons: "Follow me to break through the sea and ascend to the throne of the Flood Dragon King!" Thousands of Flood Dragon Generals raised their arms and shouted, their divine scales gleaming, dominating the wind and waves. In the Moon Shadow Forest of Xiqi, Lin Xiaoyu softly chanted: "With shadows as blades, blaze a path through the stars!" Countless dark blades fell like meteors, instantly shattering the enemy formation. Beneath the Nine Li Secret Sect, Zhaojun Yue sang: "Return the souls of the dead, reveal the form of the netherworld!" Ghostly fire transformed into a sea, devouring endless demonic shadows.

Under this unified command, countless goals that would otherwise have been impossible to achieve simultaneously were accomplished one after another in the same time and space. Every victory injected new vitality into the battle; every hero etched an indelible mark on their future.

Ultimately, the demon army and the Heavenly Court's forces suffered successive defeats on all fronts. In the heavens, the cracked gates of space and time slowly closed; on the earth, the dust settled, and the mountains and rivers regained their vitality in the light. Chen Xiu stepped into the center of the fractured battlefield, his green robes fluttering, the radiance of his Yuan Shu fading. He surveyed his surroundings, took a deep breath of the newly born primordial energy, and murmured:

"Although this battle has temporarily come to an end, the true new era of the primordial world has only just begun. We have all set our course in this era and will each write our most glorious chapters on our own paths. No matter what storms lie ahead, as long as we are of one mind and move forward in step with the rhythm of this moment, we will surely be able to transform the future of the primordial world into an unshakeable eternity!"

A thunderous roar erupted from the crowd, echoing between the shattered valley and the starry sky. In that moment, countless wishes converged into one, propelling this undertaking concerning the future of the primordial world to an unprecedented climax. (End of Chapter)