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Chen Xiu returned from the secret realm, his divine radiance still lingering, and the aura emanating from him caused the elites of the five races to take several steps back. In the sky of the Western Wilderness, wind and thunder clashed, as if responding to the arrival of a new era in the primordial world.

“Chen Xiu, you have indeed surpassed ordinary people…” Feng Yan said in a low voice, his eyes filled with admiration and worry.

“I feel the power of the gods’ last wishes, but this is only the beginning.” Chen Xiu’s gaze was firm as he looked at the distant sky: “The格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and overall situation) of the primordial world is about to be reshuffled. The conflict between the five races will also reach its peak.”

On the western border, in the council hall of the five tribes, the tribal chiefs gathered. The chief of the Yan tribe, his eyes blazing with fury, said coldly, "Chen Xiu has inherited the will of the gods. His power will be the key to changing the primordial world, but how can we allow him to easily dominate with the combined power of the five tribes?"

The Ice Clan chief smiled calmly: "Power can be passed down, but the balance of the primordial world is the responsibility of all races to maintain. If Chen Xiu were to take on the last wish alone, the future primordial world would no longer belong to the five races, but would be dominated by a single will."

The chieftains of the Thunder Clan, Wood Clan, and Earth Clan pondered deeply. They all understood that the arrival of the new primordial era was not only a contest of strength, but also a comprehensive battle of wisdom, strategy, and will.

"In that case, let the storm of the primordial world begin." The Thunder Clan Chief murmured, lightning flashing in his hands, as if preparing to unleash an unprecedented upheaval in the Western Wilderness.

Chen Xiu returned to the Western Wilderness base camp, where Feng Yan, Chu Shuang, and Yan Wuhen had been waiting for him for some time. Chen Xiu landed slowly, his expression solemn: "The five clans have already begun to secretly plot. The new era of the primordial world will not be peaceful."

"Chen Xiu, should we take the initiative?" Chu Shuang asked solemnly, her ice crystal staff trembling slightly.

“Not for now.” Chen Xiu shook his head, pondering the message from the gods’ last wishes: “We must first consolidate our own strength and find possible allies among the five races. Only by integrating our forces can we cope with the storms to come.”

Yan Wuhen gripped his longsword tightly: "I understand. No matter who the opponent is, I will follow you."

Feng Yan nodded slightly: "The power of the gods' last wishes is already within you. We can use this to guide the pattern of the primordial world, instead of blindly fighting."

Several days later, undercurrents began to stir among the five races. The Flame Clan quietly set up a fiery array on the southern border, the Thunder Clan manipulated wind and thunder to harass the northern border, the Ice Clan quietly set up an ice seal in the far north, and the Wood Clan and Earth Clan secretly joined forces to prepare to encircle Chen Xiu's camp.

Chen Xiu sensed the movements of the various forces and frowned slightly: "The five clans' strategy is clearly to test us while looking for a breakthrough."

"This is the primordial world, a contest of strength and wisdom." Yan Wuhen gripped his sword, his gaze sharp. "To survive in the storm, one must keep steady amidst the undercurrents."

Chen Xiu nodded: "Tomorrow, we will take the initiative to strike first, cut off one of the Thunder Clan's vanguard forces, deter the other clans, and at the same time demonstrate our strength to our allies."

As dawn broke, on the vast plains of the Western Wilderness, Chen Xiu led his elite warriors toward the border of the Thunder Clan. Wind and thunder howled across the sky, seemingly foreshadowing an impending catastrophe. The power of the gods' wills within Chen Xiu began to flow, forming a dazzling radiance that enveloped his entire body, boosting the morale of the warriors around him.

"Remember, this is not just a battle, but a demonstration of strength and wisdom," Chen Xiu whispered to him.

The ThunderClan vanguard emerged from the shadow of lightning, tens of thousands of ThunderClan warriors lined up in neat rows, lightning gathering in their palms, ready to shatter the earth at any moment.

"Chen Xiu, do you think you can contend with the power of the Thunder Clan?" the vanguard commander shouted coldly, his thunder hammer crackling with lightning as he slashed forward.

Chen Xiu smiled slightly: "The power of the primordial world is not just brute force, but also wisdom and will."

As he made his move, a pillar of light descended from the sky, imbued with the power of the gods, completely suppressing the lightning. The Thunder Clan's vanguard was instantly forced back several miles, their morale thrown into chaos.

"The breakthrough has been achieved." Chen Xiu's eyes sharpened, and he waved his hand, signaling, "All troops, charge!"

The battle erupted suddenly, the Western Wilderness Plains were interwoven with lightning and divine radiance, and the power of the primordial world surged between heaven and earth. Chen Xiu, Feng Yan, Chu Shuang, and Yan Wuhen each displayed their supernatural abilities, cooperating closely with the warriors.

Using the power of the gods' last wishes, Chen Xiu manipulated the rhythm of heaven and earth, diverting the Thunder Clan's attacks into a misaligned space. Each collision depleted the enemy's power, while he himself remained almost unharmed.

Feng Yan and Chu Shuang pressed from the flanks, using elemental power to restrict the movement of the Thunder Clan troops. Yan Wuhen moved like a raging storm, his sword flashing like lightning, tearing cracks into the enemy formation.

Within a single day, the Thunder Clan's vanguard was utterly routed, and the remaining forces retreated. On the Western Wilderness Plains, the wind and thunder gradually dissipated, leaving only the breaths and lingering power of the warriors in the world.

Chen Xiu stood in the middle of the plain, gazing into the distance: "The first step is complete, but the primordial storm has only just begun."

Outside the secret realm, in the council hall of the five races, the patriarchs of each race wore solemn expressions. The Flame Clan patriarch clenched his fist: "Chen Xiu is indeed extraordinary. He has mastered the power of the gods. We must readjust our plans." The Ice Clan patriarch sneered: "No matter how strong one's power is, one cannot control everything. We must use undercurrents and strategies to trap him in the maze of the primordial world."

The Thunder Clan Chief said in a low voice, "This defeat is just the beginning. Next time, he may not be able to win so easily."

The Wood Clan and the Earth Clan exchanged silent glances, both understanding that the future prehistoric world would inevitably experience endless storms and bloodshed.

Chen Xiu returned to the Western Wilderness base camp, his mind clear: "The probing of the five tribes has begun to escalate. We must establish a solid foundation amidst the storm, while simultaneously seeking allies and consolidating our strength."

Feng Yan nodded: "This is not only a contest of strength, but also a test of wisdom and strategy."

Yan Wuhen gripped his sword: "As long as you are here, there is no storm in the primordial world that cannot be conquered."

Chen Xiu's gaze was piercing as he stared at the sky: "We will usher in a new era for the primordial world. But the storm is yet to come."

The night sky over the Western Wilderness was ablaze with stars, and the silvery moonlight spilled across the vast plains, illuminating the figures of Chen Xiu and his warriors. They had just engaged in a fierce battle with the Thunder Clan's vanguard. Although victory was assured, everyone knew in their hearts that this was merely the first wave of the primordial storm.

Chen Xiu stood atop the high hill, his expression grim: "The undercurrents among the five clans are deeper than we anticipated. The Thunder Clan is merely testing the waters; the real challenge has yet to come."

Feng Yan nodded slightly, the flame in his hand dancing gently: "Chen Xiu, the power of the five clans is not singular; they are secretly plotting, waiting for an opportunity to encircle us."

Chu Shuang frowned: "If we rashly retaliate, we might fall into their trap."

Yan Wuhen gripped his longsword tightly, his gaze sharp as a blade: "Then we must first find out their trump cards, find the key points, and then strike a decisive blow."

Chen Xiu remained silent for a moment, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "That's why I need to activate the awakening of the secret realm. The legacy of the gods' will has already laid the groundwork; now, it's time to awaken the ancient power hidden in the primordial world."

The secret realm is located deep within the Western Wilderness, a mysterious place discovered by Chen Xiu during his early explorations. Spanning hundreds of miles, its ancient and intense aura makes it difficult for ordinary people to enter. At this moment, Chen Xiu raised his hands high, and the power of the gods' last wishes within him resonated with the source of the secret realm. The sky seemed to crack open with a rift of light, and ancient runes emerged from the crack, shining as brightly as a galaxy.

"The gods' dying wish: grant me the key to the primordial world!" Chen Xiu roared, his voice shaking the earth and awakening the dormant power deep within the secret realm.

A beam of light shot straight into the sky, shaking the surrounding earth and howling with wind and thunder. The warriors of the Western Wilderness were shaken to their core, only to see the power within Chen Xiu suddenly expand, as if possessed by the divine power of heaven and earth, enveloping the entire great plain.

"This is... the awakening of a secret realm?" Feng Yan's eyes widened, his expression one of disbelief.

Chen Xiu closed his eyes and sensed the fusion of the power of the gods' last wishes within him and the power of the secret realm, as if opening up another dimension of the primordial world. He murmured to himself, "The power of the primordial world cannot be fully controlled by the five races. The true situation will require wisdom and courage to explore."

After awakening the secret realm, Chen Xiu gained a clearer understanding of the movements of the five distant races. The Flame Clan's blazing array in the Southern Wilderness was exposed by the power of the secret realm, revealing its weaknesses; the Thunder Clan's wind and thunder restrictions in the Northern Wilderness were also disturbed by the power of the pillar of light, exposing the array's core. Cracks also appeared in the Ice Clan's icy seal, and the secret alliance between the Wood Clan and the Earth Clan was detected in advance.

"Chen Xiu, can we take this opportunity to counterattack?" Yan Wuhen asked.

Chen Xiu shook his head: "Not for now. The true primordial world is not just about victory, but also about planning. Each of the five races has its own contingency plans. If we act rashly, we will only fall into a deeper trap. What we need to do now is to integrate our forces, find allies, and at the same time uncover all the mysteries of the secret realm."

Feng Yan raised his hand, flames dancing in the night sky: "Allies... in this primordial world, who else can stand with us through thick and thin?"

Chen Xiu closed his eyes and pondered: "In the primordial world, some races, though not directly confronting the five races, possess extraordinary hidden strength. We must contact these potential allies and establish a primordial alliance so that the storms of the future will not be a solitary battle for us."

Several days later, Chen Xiu led his elite warriors deep into the core of the secret realm. The ancient aura here was intense, far beyond what the outside world could perceive. On the ground, a massive array of runes circled the area, each rune carrying the will of a primordial era. Chen Xiu placed his hand on one of the runes, feeling endless energy surge into his body.

"This is the original power of the primordial world... The true future lies here," Chen Xiu murmured.

Suddenly, the rune array shone brightly, and an ancient voice echoed from the void: "He who carries on the will of the gods, when you awaken the secret realm, the order of the primordial world will be rewritten by you. The struggle between the five races is merely a trial; only by integrating the ancient powers can you seize the new era." (End of Chapter)