In this vast world, after countless years of changes and bloody history, the battle between the heavens has entered a new stage. All the forces, races, and strong people have long realized an unavoidable fact-their times have passed. The once extremely glorious world of heaven is now facing an inevitable decline and collapse.
At this moment, Chen Xiu, who was standing at the top of the heavens, was the only human cultivator with a firm flame burning in his eyes. He not only knows the future of everyone, but also clearly senses the coming disaster. When facing the cruel reality, every practitioner can no longer avoid those crises that have been ignored.
They came to the end of a dilemma. Opportunities have been given countless times, but this era is no longer an era where they can dominate. The power of the heavens has been constantly changing, but now it is the only hope and perseverance of the human race. In this world that is about to fall into endless darkness, all the glory of the past has become a passing cloud.
As the depths of the vast universe, those undercurrents began to brew, and the dangers sensed by Chen Xiu gradually approached. The world of heaven that once stood tall is facing an irreversible fate. Those cultivators in the heavenly realm who were at the peak of their lives, the former invincible god of war, are now facing the fate of collapse. And in this crisis, all the once confident races and strong men finally began to sense the breath of death. "The opportunity has been given to all of you, but now it is no longer an era where you can decide." Chen Xiu whispered, and he had already had enough awareness in his heart. He knew that no matter how hard the human race tried, changes in the world would eventually come.
Once upon a time, every cultivator in the heavens had infinite resources and opportunities, but as time went by, their eyes gradually lost in the battle between power and blood. Opportunities are missed again and again, and now they are facing only the passage of time and the inevitable god of death.
At this moment, all the gods, demons, demons and major powerful races seemed to have fallen into absolute helplessness. Even those former peak existences began to feel the gradual disappearance of their own power. They, who were once full of confidence, finally realized that they were just passers-by.
The shadow of death began to cover the entire heavens. This is not just a bloody battle, but a catastrophe that swept the heavens and devoured everything. Chen Xiu knew very well that death had long become an irresistible fate, and the only thing that could change all this was self-breakthrough and surpassing the shackles of death.
"Now, it's no longer the time when we can avoid it." Chen Xiu's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes were like a long sword that penetrated time and space, calm and firm.
Chen Xiu already knew very well that the collapse of the heavens was not a one-day effort, but had experienced countless rounds of accumulation and corruption. All power, which has gradually decayed in the torrent of time, has become the root of today's disaster. Faced with the arrival of the future God of Death, every human cultivator is filled with uneasiness and helplessness.
However, Chen Xiu never bowed his head. What he saw was not just the inevitable shadow of death, but the possibility that everyone could break through. Even the god of death cannot truly end everything. For Chen Xiu, death is not the end, but a new starting point.
Whether it is the retreating gods of the heavens or the increasingly collapsed heavens, all their past has become nothingness under the oppression of this death. Chen Xiu stood in this ruins, but he never felt a trace of fear in his heart. On the contrary, this inevitable oppression inspired his strongest fighting will.
"Even when facing death, we still cannot give up." Chen Xiu thought silently in his heart, his eyes staring at the once lost cultivators. These people have lost themselves for various reasons and fell into the pursuit of power, fame and fortune. But at this moment, when facing the test of life and death, they must reexamine their own path. As the war breaks out in full swing, the breath of death becomes stronger and stronger. The enemy is not only the enemy in front of us, but also the unknown forces hidden in the dark. All human cultivators have no way out at this time. They can only fight to meet the future victory.
Although everyone was in absolute helplessness and despair, Chen Xiu reached a new height at this time of crisis. Faced with the despair that was about to come, he gradually realized that only by transcending himself can he move towards light in this battle of life and death.
Chen Xiu no longer simply relies on his own strength as before, but began to gather all the cultivators and all the racial forces into a huge power field. He knew very well that in the face of the threat of death, everyone's strength is crucial. At this moment, Chen Xiu did not choose to give up, but decided to awaken everyone's potential and fight the upcoming God of Death together.
Under his guidance, all practitioners began to cooperate with each other, let go of their former prejudice and hostility, and began to truly unite and cooperate. At this moment, the power of all practitioners was maximized and formed an unprecedented powerful force.
Chen Xiu is no longer an isolated warrior. He has become the guide of all cultivators and the beacon in their hearts. Although the shadow of death still enveloped them, the firm belief displayed by Chen Xiu has become the only hope for everyone.
"Only fighting to the end is our only choice." Chen Xiu's voice echoed in the ears of every cultivator, with unshakable power. Instead of looking back, he firmly faced the imminent God of Death and the collapsed doomsday. "This is a life-and-death battle." Chen Xiu's eyes flashed with fearless light, and he led the human cultivators into the battlefield and towards the abyss of death.
This battle is no longer a simple duel of force, but a decisive battle involving life and death. Chen Xiu knew very well that every battle was a race against time, and every attack could be a life-and-death battle between himself and his enemies. Faced with these huge pressures, he still did not retreat.
At this moment, everyone understood that the arrival of death was inevitable, but because of this, they cherish everything they had more - their lives, their beliefs, their hopes. "Only by constantly fighting can we surpass death." Chen Xiu said again. The human cultivators are fearless at this moment, and everyone is giving their all to the decisive battle at this moment. Death is no longer an end, but a part of their battle.
No matter what the future is, this battle is destined to be the eternal mark of everyone. Every practitioner will move towards the ultimate victory or death in his own way, but they have no regrets because they have tried their best for their beliefs and future. (The end of this chapter)
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