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The primordial land, after a long period of war and chaos, finally ushered in a moment of unparalleled peace. The horns of war gradually faded into the distance, and the once-mighty warriors sheathed their swords and laid down their weapons. Countless cultivators, at this moment, completed their own destinies. Chen Xiu, the human leader chosen by the times, stood on this land baptized by blood and fire, gazing at the sky with unwavering eyes and a heart filled with unprecedented clarity.

"At this moment, many people have completely surrendered to their fate."

In the vast, desolate wilderness, countless human cultivators sat cross-legged or walked slowly, their faces radiating tranquility and contentment. They finally understood that true success was not merely victory on the battlefield, but also the control and planning for the future deep within their hearts. The countless voices of previous conflict gradually fell silent, replaced by a deeper understanding and awareness of their own destiny.

Looking back on the war-torn years, Chen Xiu was filled with endless emotions. Those days and nights of fighting and killing had long since solidified into unforgettable memories, and now, everyone's future had found its place in this era of great change.

"This is not just a victory for one person or a group of people, but a shared chapter for all living beings in the primordial world."

On this day, the destinies of all beings intertwined to form a magnificent tapestry. Many had already seized the opportunity, swiftly securing their futures. Perhaps high-level cultivators were meditating in seclusion on Mount Ling, or perhaps the younger generation was reopening the door to cultivation in new places of inheritance; countless possibilities for the future shone like stars.

The end of the war signified not only the cessation of fighting, but also the beginning of a new era. After this long and arduous struggle, everyone had a clearer plan for the future. The landscape of the primordial world was fundamentally altered by this great war; resources were redistributed, power was reorganized, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth became purer and more vibrant than ever before.

"The war has completely fulfilled its mission."

Chen Xiu stood in the highest council hall of the human race, holding the battle sword that had been passed down for ten thousand years. Though weathered by time, its blade still gleamed with a chilling light. He slowly rose, facing the numerous high-level cultivators and elites of his race, his tone firm and resolute:
"From now on, we will no longer be passively waiting for fate to pull us along, but rather proactive pioneers who will write our own future. Every human cultivator must understand that success is not just a moment of glory, but a lifetime of planning and control over the future."

Inside the council hall, everyone responded in unison, the atmosphere both enthusiastic and solemn. Chen Xiu's voice, like a primordial thunderclap, resonated deep within everyone's soul.

At this moment, clouds drifted across the sky, and even heaven and earth seemed to revere this tranquility. Major cultivation sects began to reorganize, and their inheritance systems became increasingly refined. Former rivals retreated to the mountains and forests, embarking on journeys of spiritual healing.

Many young human geniuses, gazing upon the vast future, were determined to pass on the torch of this success. Chen Xiu, as their leader, inspired everyone, saying, "This is the true victory, solidifying the foundation of our race and ushering in a glorious future spanning thousands of years."

Everyone knows that behind every success lies a tapestry of blood and tears, and the selfless dedication of countless predecessors. Today, success is no longer merely personal glory, but a shared honor for all cultivators. It is for this reason that everyone cherishes even more the harmonious coexistence they enjoy on this land.

Chen Xiu ascended to the summit of the primordial mountain, gazing at the horizon, as if he could see the glorious outline of the future. He murmured, "Success has completely shown us the future. No matter how long the road ahead, we will march with firm steps towards our era." This is the era of the primordial world, and also the era of every qualified individual. All beings submit to their destiny, yet with unparalleled courage and wisdom, they write magnificent legends. The future is no longer a dream, but a sharp sword held tightly in their hands, cutting through all obstacles.

Chen Xiu's name will be forever engraved on this land, becoming an eternal beacon in the hearts of countless human cultivators in the future.

The glory of success is enveloping this land, dispelling the darkness of the past and ushering in an unprecedented and glorious era.

At this moment, the primordial land seemed to be enveloped by a tranquil torrent, and countless powerful beings were filled with unspeakable emotions. The stars in the sky dimmed, and only the human cultivators standing between heaven and earth radiated an incomparably dazzling light. In the hearts of all beings, an irreversible truth had been understood: today, their future had been completely formed and could not be shaken.

The magnificent history of the primordial era reached an unprecedented peak during this period. Countless cultivators risked their lives, exerting all their strength to sever ties, step into new levels, and forge their own futures. Now, those figures who once harbored dreams and relentlessly pursued their goals have completed the territories of their own futures and are rapidly advancing towards their ideal destinations.

Chen Xiu, the most outstanding leader of the human race, now overlooked this vast battlefield. His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, a gaze only those who had endured countless trials possessed. The clash of swords and the shadows of the past had long since faded, replaced by an unshakeable confidence and hope deep within the hearts of everyone present.

War, once erupting like a volcano, ravaged this land. However, the war of today has fulfilled its purpose—this unprecedented conflict not only tempered the will of every warrior but also paved the way for the future. Those who fought valiantly in the flames of war, whether fallen or rising again, have become the most solid foundation for the future.

The human cultivators are no longer the weaklings of the past. Their bodies contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and their hearts burn with an unprecedented will. Now, they have completed their own settlement, built a solid foundation, and stand firmly at the pinnacle of their era. Countless life-and-death battles have transformed into surging forces, propelling the wheels of time ever forward.

At this crucial moment, Chen Xiu demonstrated extraordinary strategic vision and foresight. He understood that only by unifying their will could humanity remain invincible on the prehistoric land. Therefore, he led numerous qualified warriors, swiftly launching an operation to integrate all resources and strength, achieving a unique objective. This objective was not merely a simple victory, but the unshakeable glory of humanity in the future of the prehistoric world.

"Success is no longer a distant dream, but a tangible reality right before everyone's eyes," Chen Xiu murmured, gazing into the distance. He knew that true success was built upon the unwavering resolve within each individual and the recognition of the times. At this moment, countless hearts burned with the same belief: the future.

Whether they were newcomers who had just achieved a breakthrough in their cultivation or veterans who had weathered countless storms, everyone could feel the immense power that success brought. It filled their hearts with strength, inspiring them to keep moving forward and explore even wider horizons. (End of Chapter)