Chapter 31: The End of Human History!

Everyone in the arena stared in shock at this earth-shattering strike.

A blow that cost lives and souls relentlessly broke through the Ant King’s defenses.

The indestructible, all-piercing Spear of Destiny thrust towards the Stone of Truth. At the moment of collision between the two divine artifacts,

Boom! A deafening explosion resonated through the heavens, forcing everyone in the arena to retreat.

Kill!

The ghostly figure of the Ninth Generation Human King seemed alive, as if stepping out from the river of history to attack this enemy of the heavens and earth! Yet, the Stone of Truth was no weaker than the Spear of Destiny! The Human King’s phantom vanished one after another, first the First Generation King Wuma, then the Second Generation. The Human King’s shadow turned into dazzling specks of light, forever disappearing from the world, leaving only the strongest—the Ninth Generation King Qi!

Crack! A faint sound of breaking echoed, and the indomitable Stone of Truth revealed an almost imperceptible crack!

The Ant King’s eyes turned bloodshot, and dark blood seeped from his imperishable body; he too was pushed to his limits!

“To kill this king? Such foolish delusions!”

Shouting angrily, the Ant King channeled his magical powers to the limit, pouring a torrent of energy into the stone.

Breaking the Stone of Truth was already at its limit. The unwilling King Qi cast one last glance at the Ant King before his body gradually dissolved into countless specks of light.

The corner of the Ant King’s mouth couldn’t help but lift. What about the ancient kings? Was there truly no hope? In the distance, the myriad warriors despaired!

“King!”

“King!”

The ants cheered, honoring the might of their king.

“Not enough! Still not enough!”

Gai Feng’s indomitable will surged forth, his roar echoing through the heavens.

The once weary Spear of Destiny flared with a green light. From behind, a colossal figure towering nine thousand meters arose! Its form was so grand that it overshadowed the sun and moon, seemingly capable of supporting the heavens and the earth.

“The Divine Tree Rahil!” the Ant King gritted his teeth.

The phantom of the Divine Tree enveloped the battlefield, causing the myriad warriors to bow in reverence to this first being.

Rustle!

Countless verdant branches swayed, attacking the Ant King. With the aid of the Divine Tree, the Spear of Destiny turned from gold to green, transforming into something akin to divine wood.

Crack, crack, crack! The sound of tearing filled the air as the Stone of Truth appeared to have spiderweb-like cracks spread across it. Even the center where the spearpoint clashed saw its inscriptions eradicated.

Boom! Finally, the Stone of Truth could no longer withstand the assault, shattering into pieces that scattered like flowing light across the world.

While the fragments of the sacred artifact were priceless, no one in the arena chased after the light; all eyes were glued to the battlefield.

With the Stone of Truth shattered, the colossal phantom of the Divine Tree began to dissipate, and the green Spear of Destiny gradually faded, returning to its original silver form.

Swish! In a flash, the Ant King made a move, attempting to control the divine spear. But just then, a final crimson silhouette appeared!

Gai Feng’s entire body flowed with blood, as if resurrected from death. His figure was entirely solid, utterly different from an illusion.

“Fall!”

Gai Feng shouted fiercely, his entire being rushing into the Spear of Destiny.

Clang! The sacred artifact let out an automatic cry, its blood-red hue staining the spear. An overwhelming killing aura aimed straight at the Ant King.

In that moment, vivid scenes of humanity’s struggles unfolded through time: from the initial bloodshed to mastering the flames, step by step becoming the overlords of the earth. The vast history of humanity surged into the Ant King’s psyche! This blood-red strike illuminated ages, engulfing the entire Original World in its brilliance—like a meteor crashing into the earth. At that instant, all living beings felt only this supreme blow! “Ahhh!”

The blood-red spear pierced through the Ant King’s demonic body, nailing him to the center of the battlefield! “King!”

The ant army let out wails; at this moment, the Ant Queens didn’t know whether to rejoice or mourn.

“Clap, clap, clap!”

Jiang Ping couldn’t help but clap, praising this self-sacrificing strike.

“What a pity! What a pity!”

Jiang Ping shook his head, sighing.

Not every effort yields rewards.

Within the Original World, the once hopeless myriad tribes erupted in thunderous cheers. The Ant Queens gathered urgently for a meeting. As they were about to lead their armies in retreat,

suddenly, cheers erupted from another side, abruptly halting. Under everyone’s incredulous gaze, the Spear of Destiny, which had pierced the Ant King’s body, continued to be forced out!

The Ant King dropped his right hand suddenly, clenching the spear tightly and slowly pulling it free!

In the final moment before the divine spear penetrated him, the core of the Ant King shifted outside, escaping from a certain death blow! Boom! Among the myriad warriors, countless weapons fell from their owners’ grasp in shock.

The historians gazed blankly, as if suddenly realizing their duty.

He hurriedly picked up his brush and recorded in the latest page of the historical records:

“New Human History, Year 4150: The strongest among humanity, Gai Feng, challenged the Ant King before the many tribes, bringing forth the long-lost Stone of Truth. Gai Feng burned all his souls to unleash the strongest strike—failure! Humanity failed! The myriad tribes fell! On this day, humanity was annihilated! The myriad tribes perished! The Original World consumed the Ants, reigning supreme—ending human history!”

With each blood-written character, he pressed his trembling right hand down forcefully. Clap! He suddenly closed the historical records, his face filled with despair as he shut his eyes, blood tears streaming down uncontrollably.

In the distance, a tall tower shattered its telescope. Though the general was desperate, he still shouted, “Execute the final step of the King’s Plan—launch the ‘Light of Salvation’!”

“Yes!”

The soldier responded, trembling.

On the white jade battlefield, pockmarked and eroded, the Ant King finally pulled out the Spear of Destiny. Blood dripped from the spear; the black-red demonic blood pooled at his feet.

Holding the spear in his right hand, the Ant King swung it fiercely, the blood retreating to reveal its silver true form!

“Hahaha!”

The Ant King laughed heartily, gazing up at the sky. “What of the ancient kings? What of the Divine Tree? What of the Spear of Destiny? Who can destroy me! Hahaha!”

His arrogant laughter echoed across heaven and earth. The myriad warriors looked on in utter despair at this demon god.

Among the Ant army, the Queens exchanged glances and saw shock mirrored in each other’s eyes. Simultaneously, they raised their hands and shouted: ‘Our King is mighty, supreme over all!’ The hundred billion ant soldiers roared their thunderous cheer, while silence fell on the other side.

“It’s not over yet!” the general gritted his teeth.

The Ant King’s indestructible body was broken; even the Stone of Truth lay in ruins, a large blood hole the size of a bowl still gaping in his torso.

“Hmm?” The Ant King suddenly jolted, looking down at the ground.

In the next moment, the earth shook, and a thunderous explosion echoed from the center of the battlefield.

“Not good! The humanity is despicable, they actually ambushed us with explosives!”

This thought emerged immediately in the Ant Queens’ minds.

Not just from deep within the earth, but behind the continent, a giant golden missile swept in with a speed beyond the naked eye could capture! Boom! In that moment, like the collapse of a supercontinent at the end of ancient times, heaven and earth seemed to merge into one. A second sun emerged in the world! A shockwave akin to a level 18 super typhoon surged outward, reducing countless warriors of the Ant tribe into fine dust.

A bright red mushroom cloud suddenly rose, declaring its existence to the world.

“Nuclear bomb?”

Jiang Ping set down the chips in his hand, staring blankly at the mushroom cloud in the arena.

When did humanity secretly produce such an enormous weapon?

“Hiss!”

He couldn’t help but gasp, “This power is comparable to a three-dimensional nuclear bomb, and its core destruction power surpasses it—truly worthy of being an alchemical nuclear bomb!”