Chapter 37: Devastation Unleashed, The End of the World!

You consuming ants have no respect for the heavens, thriving on murder and devouring everything without leaving any living creature a chance. Because of you, the world has collapsed, void of life.

Jiang Ping looked down at the consuming ants, speaking as if he were the judgment of the heavens passing sentence on all beings.

An Ant Queen opened her mouth to retort but couldn’t find the words. After all, the Creator God’s words rang true! Another fierce ant warrior shouted, “We rose from nothing to dominate, consuming and slaying is our nature. Why should we be blamed? The weak deserve to perish!”

Jiang Ping cast a glance at the ant warrior: “Everything that exists has its reason. You dominated the world but didn’t leave any path for others to survive. Now everything is withering, leading you down the path of destruction, even causing you to consume each other!”

“And your great sacrifices to the heavens have turned this entire world into a patchwork of wounds, on the verge of being consumed by chaos and returning to nothingness—all to attempt to slay me!”

As Jiang Ping’s words faded, the Ant Queen and the ant warriors turned pale. Did they truly not have to pay any price for challenging the Creator God?

Before, they had fanatically worshiped the Ant King, but now that he had fallen, they were beginning to awaken from their madness.

The world is balanced; for every action you take, be prepared for the consequences.

Jiang Ping stopped speaking further; he raised a hand and pointed at the sky.

“Annihilation!”

With those two words, a tremendous roar echoed throughout the Original World! The barrier of the world disintegrated in an instant, chaos rolling in from the outer realms, beginning to assimilate this vast world! Jiang Ping’s finger dispersed the dark clouds; the starry sky reappeared, yet the Ant Queens knew this would be their last view of it! After initiating the annihilation process, Jiang Ping felt no need to linger. He glanced at the weeping consuming ants for one last time before stepping out of the boundary without hesitation.

Endless starlight descended onto the Original World, offering one last glimmer of hope to this soon-to-be-destroyed realm.

Countless bolts of annihilation lightning rained down from the void, shaking the heavens and earth, obliterating all remaining creatures! The consuming ants at the altar continued to wail!

The bodies of those that consumed many precious metals were as fragile as paper, easily destroyed by the annihilation lightning. One by one, the ant queens acted as if deranged, beginning to dance the insane dance of annihilation, celebrating the last moments of their lives as they congratulated the world’s doom.

One of the ant warriors bit his finger, using his blood to carve on the giant rock: “The Original World, the end of the Devouring Era, the Ant King gathers the world’s fortune, ignites divine fire, seals himself as the divine king, challenges the Creator God, but fails. The king perishes, and the Creator God condemns the consuming ants for their cruel slaughter, leaving no trace of life behind.”

This caused the world to shatter; the divine hand has come to annihilate the world!

The Original World collapsed, a warning to future generations: remember the lesson that every being has its principle.

He released his blood-stained finger, the words carved in blood on the giant rock stood out starkly.

“If there are any future generations.” He then made a self-deprecating remark.

Looking up at the endless annihilation lightning, he opened his arms and closed his eyes.

Crash! A strike of annihilation lightning smashed down from the horizon, instantly turning this ant warrior to dust, scattering him across the heavens and earth.

The annihilation lightning continued to fall for nine days and nights, gouging out deep pits in the earth, while endless oceans turned into silvery lightning sludge, wisps of black mist evaporating under the divine bolts.

At the altar, the remaining millions of consuming ants disintegrated into ashes, the world became eerily quiet, as if reverting to a hellish period 2 billion years ago, devoid of any living creature.

As the divine thunderstorm concluded, a destructive hurricane blew out from the chaos, super hurricanes appeared over the oceans, and tornadoes whipped up immense waters into divine dragons, ultimately connecting heaven and earth.

Countless streams of water pillars emerged between heaven and earth. The destructive hurricane ravaged the ground, smoothing out the pockmarked earth, while fresh seawater washed away the deathly desert, seemingly cleansing the land of its filth.

The destructive hurricane swept through for nine days and nights, leaving the Original World feeling as if it had just taken a refreshing bath, rejuvenating the ravaged body that had been decimated by the consuming ants.

Afterward, a deluge of divine fire rained down from the heavens. The flames ignited spontaneously, burning away every impurity of the world, purifying everything, illuminating all darkness! Finally, a torrential flood descended from the sky, quenching the fires of the earth and drowning all existence. The continents drifting in the ocean were submerged by the floods, and the world no longer had land.

The sky and earth melded together. From Jiang Ping’s perspective, the Original World closed in like an egg, no longer differentiating between sky and earth, high and low, or up and down.

“The four tribulations of annihilation truly are magnificent!”

Jiang Ping couldn’t help but admire. At this moment, the spectacle of destruction showcased at the cost of a world fascinated even the Creator God himself.

On his shoulder, Genesis fluttered, recording the end of the Original World.

The four tribulations of annihilation purified everything as chaos began to envelop the outer membrane of the Original World.

The Original World was about to return to chaos and nothingness, just like a child will eventually return to their mother’s embrace.

“The birth of a world inevitably leads to this moment. The emergence of life is destined for destruction, and the same goes for the world.”

Jiang Ping felt a heavy and complex emotion swell within him. The Original World had birthed life for 2 billion years, nurturing countless creatures and spawning numerous legendary tales: the ocean overlord, the Dragon King Beast, the ancestral Shell Beast, the Human King Wuma of the first generation, the second generation of Liushanzhan, the sixth generation human king, the only female, later reborn as the Elf King, and lastly, the most powerful human king, the ninth generation Qi, Ant Queen Belsha, and the strongest member of the human tribe, Gai Feng.

Along with the recently perished Demon King, Ant King Beou.

Though they each fell throughout history, the world eternally bears their immortal figures! Suddenly, Jiang Ping smacked his forehead, “How could I almost forget her? Such a sin, such a sin!”

Jiang Ping waved his hand, and the closing Original World flickered with green light, billions of green seeds burrowed up from the depths of the world, transforming into green light that crossed the two realms, appearing in Jiang Ping’s hands in reality.

During this process, billions of green lights gathered together, finally transforming into a nondescript seed.

“I almost forgot you, little one.” Jiang Ping gently pinched the green seed. If he hesitated any longer, Rahil would surely accompany the world to its demise.

Genesis automatically flew to Jiang Ping’s side, marveling in astonishment: “This is truly unimaginable—having survived countless hardships for billions of years, now transformed into billions of seeds after enduring the four tribulations of annihilation. Despite the chaos, it still possesses vitality.”

Hearing such high praise from the mechanical Genesis stunned Jiang Ping into disbelief.

“Master, perhaps your greatest gain this time is Rahil. She has the foundation to evolve into the World Tree! The world’s destruction conveys vulnerability alongside strength; she is highly likely to become the first transcendent being!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ping smiled. A branch he casually broke a week ago ended up yielding such a surprise? Just moments ago, he almost overlooked it.

As the seed of the Divine Tree Rahil was taken by Jiang Ping, the Original World was faster submerged by chaos.

After a long time, the once brilliant Original World completely returned to nothingness!

In the end, a dreamy radiance burst forth, illuminating the endless dark chaos. This light was the last firework of the world, destined to convey the glorious history of the entire world to countless future generations! The original location of the Original World had transformed into endless darkness, marking the end of the world!

As the Original World vanished completely, Genesis radiated a white light, the pages flickering rapidly, finally coming to rest on the second page:

Original History, Devouring Era: Ant King Beou annihilates all tribes, leading the consuming ants to dominate the world, constructing the altar to the gods, gathering the world’s fortune, igniting divine fire, and sealing himself as the divinity, challenging the Creator God.

He was defeated and fell; the Original World steps toward its end as the Creator God personally annihilates it.

Thunder, wind, fire, and water—the four tribulations of annihilation purified all things. The Original World ultimately succumbed to nothingness, with only the seed of the Divine Tree Rahil surviving.

The Original World experienced the Era of Beginning, Ancient Era, Primitive Era, Prehistoric Era, Glacial Era, Middle Ages, New Era, and the Devouring Era.

Together, it existed for more than 2 billion years, evolving 410 million species; today, it reverts to chaos, completing the end cycle! Jiang Ping focused again and looked; the first page of Genesis actually surfaced with scripts.

The first page: Earth Chronology, July 18, 2020. The first world created by the Creator God, the Original World, has come to a perfect end, giving birth to two great superpowers: Ant King Beou and Divine Tree Rahil.

The Ant King challenged the Creator God, but fell and perished.

The Divine Tree Rahil, after enduring endless tribulations, possesses transcendental potential.