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Chen Xiu gripped the ball of light, feeling the power left behind by the gods flowing through his body, as if every vein in his body was being infused with the rhythm of the primordial world. He closed his eyes, focusing his senses, and the surrounding secret realm seemed to transform into boundless void, with the boundaries of time and space distorted and overlapping.

"The will of the gods... is calling me." Chen Xiu murmured softly, the power within his body surging like a tide, his whole body shimmering with light, illuminating every crystal and every floating island in the secret realm temple.

Feng Yan and Chu Shuang stood beside Chen Xiu, feeling both awe and trepidation as they sensed this powerful energy.

"Chen Xiu, are you sure you want to start the trial alone? This power... even we would find it difficult to withstand," Chu Shuang gently reminded him.

Chen Xiu slowly shook his head: "The trial is not only a test of strength, but also a test of the soul. Only those who truly understand the Way of the Primordial World can grasp the last wishes of the gods."

Yan Wuhen gripped his longsword tightly, his gaze sharp: "I'll be with you, no matter what lies ahead, I won't back down."

Chen Xiu stepped into the sphere of light and was instantly swept into a void world. All around him stretched endlessly, stars rained down, and countless ancient runes shimmered in the sky, as if telling the ancient secrets of the primordial world.

"This... is the trial space for the last wishes of the gods," Feng Yan said softly, her body surrounded by a soft glow, her eyes sparkling with wisdom.

Chen Xiu felt a call from the abyss, an ancient and unfathomable power, a deep hum like celestial music, or the vibration of the primordial heart. He slowly reached out and touched the runes, and instantly his consciousness was pulled into a deeper space.

In the light of the runes, Chen Xiu saw countless primordial scenes: ancient divine beasts roaring, ancient battlefields burning, and gods walking in the sky. He seemed to have traveled through billions of years, feeling every rhythm of the primordial world, every flow of power.

"The history of the primordial world... is so vast and boundless." Chen Xiu was shaken. His consciousness traveled among the runes, each step feeling like stepping into another time and space.

A deep voice echoed in the void: "Mortals, if you wish to inherit the will of the gods, you must confront your deepest fears."

Chen Xiu was shocked. The illusion before him suddenly changed. He saw himself lying in a pool of blood, and the warriors around him fell one after another. The primordial world was plunged into endless chaos.

"Is this... a possibility for the future?" Chen Xiu muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "No matter what the future holds, I will not back down."

In his hallucination, he saw Feng Yan, Chu Shuang, and Yan Wuhen being swallowed by darkness one by one, calling out his name. Fear and responsibility intertwined, as if the entire primordial world was challenging him.

Chen Xiu clenched his fist, and the power of the gods within him resonated with his will, forming a powerful sphere of light that suppressed the illusions one by one: "This is not the end, but a trial."

The energy released by the sphere of light vibrated the void, the darkness began to crumble, and the illusions gradually dissipated, leaving only Chen Xiu's figure standing amidst the starlight river.

At the end of the River of Light, a mysterious palace appeared. The palace was composed of countless stars, each shimmering with the rhythm of the primordial world. Chen Xiu stepped inside and discovered an ancient mark floating in the center—the core of the gods' last wishes.

"This is... the core of the gods' last wishes?" Chen Xiu's gaze was solemn as he reached out and touched the mark, instantly unleashing a vast flood of memories from the depths of his soul.

He witnessed how the ancient gods created the primordial world, how they laid out the plans for the five races and countless beings, and how they left behind wisdom and power amidst endless wars. Every last wish was related to the future destiny of the primordial world.

“Power is not everything; wisdom, sacrifice, order… are the true foundation of the primordial world.” Chen Xiu slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness completely merging with the core of the gods’ last wishes.

Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, the elites of the five races were on high alert, sensing the intense fluctuations in the energy of the light sphere.

"What is Chen Xiu doing? The energy fluctuations are so strong that the entire Western Wilderness is shaking." Chu Shuang's expression was solemn.

Yan Wuhen gripped his longsword tightly: "No matter what happens, we must protect this place. If Chen Xiu succeeds, the prehistoric world will usher in a new era; if he fails... there may be no turning back."

A glint flashed in Feng Yan's eyes: "He is the hope of the primordial world, and our hope as well." Inside the temple, Chen Xiu felt the final test of the gods' dying wish—the Mirror of Self. The mirror reflected all his fears, hesitations, desires, and ambitions. Every detail seemed to be scrutinizing his soul.

"Can I... really bear this power?" Chen Xiu asked himself in a low voice, his heart heavy.

The sphere of light began to vibrate violently, and his reflection gradually approached, as if to devour him.

Chen Xiu closed his eyes, focused his mind, and uttered a low shout: "No matter how dark it may be, I will bear the future of the primordial world!"

The sphere of light burst forth with dazzling starlight, the mirror image shattered, and the soul completely merged with the last wishes of the gods, bringing the trial to a final end.

Outside the secret realm, the light faded, and Chen Xiu slowly emerged from the sphere of light, his entire body enveloped in golden divine radiance. The elites of the five races gazed at him, their hearts filled with a mixture of shock and reverence.

Chen Xiu's gaze was profound as he surveyed the surroundings: "A new era in the primordial world has officially begun. The path to the future will be paved by our own hands."

Feng Yan, Chu Shuang, and Yan Wuhen responded in unison: "We will follow you until the primordial world is at peace!"

The Western Wilderness Mountains are bathed in radiant light, and the power of the secret realm resonates throughout the heavens and earth. Ancient runes begin to flicker once more, foreshadowing a new chapter in the primordial world.

In the depths of darkness, an ancient will whispered: "Mortals inherit the power of the gods... The true test of the primordial world has only just begun."

Chen Xiu was shocked: "So that's how it is... The new era of the primordial world is not just a contest of power, but a reshaping of order."

As the light faded, five ancient emblems emerged from the depths of the secret realm, each symbolizing one of five ancient powers. Chen Xiu reached out and touched them, and the emblems seamlessly merged into his body, completely fusing the power of the gods' last wishes with the ancient primordial power.

“The power of the covenant… I understand.” Chen Xiu’s eyes were firm. “I will use the Primordial Covenant as a bond to make the five races and even the hidden potential races understand that the true future is not a zero-sum game, but order and symbiosis.”

News of the awakening of the secret realm spread like wildfire throughout the primordial world. The expressions of the patriarchs of the five races changed drastically:
The Yan Clan Chief said coldly, "Chen Xiu actually possesses the ancient power of the secret realm. His power should not be underestimated."

The Ice Clan Chief's expression was solemn: "He will surely lead the new era of the primordial world, which means that if the five clans fight again, they will only fall into an abyss."

The Lei Clan Chief slowly closed his eyes: "We must rethink our strategy. Chen Xiu is no longer a lone warrior; he wields the power of the secret realm, and any direct confrontation will be fraught with danger."

The Wood Clan and the Earth Clan remained silent, understanding that the order of the primordial world would be completely altered by Chen Xiu and the awakening of the secret realm.

Chen Xiu returned to the Western Wilderness base camp and addressed his generals and soldiers: "The secret realm has awakened, and the landscape of the primordial world is no longer just a struggle between the five races. We must establish a primordial alliance, gather potential races, consolidate our foundation, and prepare for the coming storm."

Feng Yan's expression was resolute: "The alliance...this will be the new order of the primordial world."

Chu Shuang grasped the ice crystal staff: "I understand. Power and wisdom must go hand in hand. The covenant is the key for us to control the primordial world."

Yan Wuhen frowned deeply: "Chen Xiu, the storm is not over yet, but we have already embarked on a new journey."

Chen Xiu gazed into the distance, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon: "The new era of the primordial world has only just begun. And we will be the leaders in this storm." (End of Chapter)