Chapter 681: As Long as There’s a Health Bar, Even the Primordial Deity Can Be Killed
“Dear players, the production team is here to unveil the latest main boss of ‘Rebellious Immortal Gate’.”
Meanwhile, in the Abyss Realm.
In the lavishly decorated studio of the Sang residence, Bai Ming is gleefully acting as the host, introducing, “The long-awaited final chapter of our main storyline—the Annihilation Abyss—has finally opened today.”
“That’s right! Many strategy group players have been waiting at the area entrance, they’re just itching to get started,” chimed in Tang Yubbing, representing the game’s developers.
“Since the launch of ‘Rebellious Immortal Gate’, players have been as passionate as a wildfire. The servers have been packed from day one, and both gameplay and storyline have received rave reviews.”
“And finally, we have reached the chapter we’ve been most eager for!”
“Hey, Yubbing, do you think the final boss will be who many players have speculated?”
“Indeed! They actually guessed it right!” Tang Yubbing chuckled, “The final chapter’s boss is the very embodiment of destruction and nothingness—the master of the Annihilation Abyss, the Primordial Deity intent on annihilating the entire Primordial Universe—Ancestral Cang.”
“WOW—”
Amidst the applause, the livestream screen shows Ancestral Cang with a bewildered expression floating in the universe.
“This time, Ancestral Cang has assimilated the power of rules from five Primordial Deities and has obliterated all their rules, leaving the entire Primordial Universe with irreparable flaws.”
“Now, with the universe hanging by a thread, as the last hope of the universe—the Abyss Realm—can our players stop his evil plot and save this world?”
Ancestral Cang: “?”
What the heck is this?
Have these ants lost their minds?
The world they’re in is teetering on the edge, and with a casual flick of my finger, billions of lives would turn to dust.
Why are they acting like it’s no big deal?
Why do they seem so relaxed?
At this moment, as Sang Zhe finishes his commentary, countless bright dots rise from the Abyss Realm once again.
These lights land before Sang Zhe, transforming into countless cultivators of all shapes and styles.
There are sultry and dazzlingly clad female cultivators.
Dashing and handsome sword cultivators in white.
Cute and chubby little girls.
Rugged bald muscular men.
And various demons, including spray-tanned warriors with big swords, naked wannabes, and white-haired grim reapers with blades…
The scene is chaotic and overwhelming.
Ancestral Cang was left dumbfounded.
…What is happening?
How long has it been?
When I was in the Abyss Realm, the aesthetics of its inhabitants weren’t this bizarre, right?
And what’s more baffling for Ancestral Cang is…
Every single one of these tens of thousands is at the Primordial Realm level!
How is that possible?
The ants in the Abyss Realm were supposed to live only under all-knowing rules, right?
Over the years, there had only been a handful of those at the Great Ascension stage. How is it that after a visit home, suddenly there are several tens of thousands of humans at the Primordial Realm?
When did the Primordial Realm become so cheap? Isn’t that the realm closest to the Primordial Deities? Shouldn’t it take aeons for even a few to appear in any realm?
Just as Ancestral Cang questions his sanity…
Those tens of thousands have begun to chat among themselves, creating a cacophony so loud it feels like an explosion in his ears.
“Damn it, the gates have finally opened! I’ve been waiting since early yesterday morning!”
“I felt like I’ve aged years since that first teaser! Five days! Do you know how I survived the five days?”
“Anyone want to team up? I’ll pay top-tier players three thousand spirit stones to help complete the main storyline—let’s trade first, then team up… Trust me, I’m not scamming you…”
“World channel shout out! The number one guild ‘National Master’s Residence’ is recruiting, only accepting core players over level ninety, best benefits in the whole server, contact our Vice President ‘Cao de Nima Aoa Aoa’ for details.”
“Server-wide confession! Sang Zhe, I like you! Sang Zhe, I like you! Sang Zhe, I like you…”
In an instant, the previously dark void became as noisy as a marketplace.
Even Ancestral Cang is so dazed by the sudden racket that he can’t understand what’s going on.
…Hold on.
What the heck is happening?
This isn’t how I imagined it to go down!
Shouldn’t the normal storyline go like this: I obliterate the Abyssal barrier, then Sang Zhe leads his harem to resist desperately, only to be effortlessly crushed by me, before I torture them to oblivion?
What’s going on here?
Who are these people?
“Ahem, everyone quiet down~”
At this point, Sang Zhe also starts shouting into the mic, “The main boss, ‘Annihilator Primordial Deity—Ancestral Cang’ has finished loading.”
“Players, the final chapter will officially unlock in one minute! Countdown begins, please prepare your strategies.”
“Sixty, fifty-nine…”
What?
Strategies? Boss?
Sang Zhe, you little brat, what do you think I am?!
Suddenly, Ancestral Cang is suffused with a surge of rage. It feels like Sang Zhe always hits every nerve that drives him crazy.
After enduring hardship all this time, he has finally gathered power for revenge.
Yet, instead of fearing him, they called a bunch of minor ants to deal with him.
…He doesn’t take him seriously at all.
As that thought dawns on him, Ancestral Cang’s anger intensifies, and he slowly reaches out to crush the noisy ants.
However.
As he clenched his fist, nothing happened.
…What’s going on? Ancestral Cang looks at himself in disbelief.
Where’s the power of rules? The rule of destruction?
Why isn’t it working on them?
With a look of disbelief, he begins attacking the crowd in a frenzy, exerting all his strength.
The surging force of annihilation rushes forth, a terrifying aura capable of obliterating the rules threatens to melt everything.
But no matter how hard he strives like a mad monkey, the crowd seems unfazed, as if unaffected.
At that moment, within the crowd, Sang Zhe subtly cast his glance at Ancestral Cang.
His eyes shimmer with a trace of playful amusement.
He gently placed a finger on his lips.
…Shh.
Haven’t I said it?
The battle… hasn’t even started yet.
“Fifteen, fourteen…”
“Nine, eight, seven…”
“Four, three, two…”
“…one.”
In an instant, it felt as if some shackles had been released.
Ancestral Cang, in terror, finds his body seemingly trapped in some kind of confinement.
Though he can still wield the power of rules and call upon the endless void of annihilation…
Every action seems as if it’s bounded by a predetermined program, moving as mechanically as a robot, attacking.
The scariest part is…
Ancestral Cang looks up.
…A thing called Health Bar appears above his head.
