Chapter 387 – As Long as I Am Here, Humanity Will Prosper Forever! (Final Chapter)

White light devoured the heavens.

Earth-shattering explosions roared continuously, sending shockwaves rolling across the land.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within the Mirror Space, seas of fire surged through the streets, the intense heat melting glass into droplets and reducing concrete load-bearing walls to ashes.

The self-destruction of over a dozen Half-Step God-Venerables—each explosion far surpassing the power of nuclear bombs—could not have its area of effect reduced, even with Qin Yang’s deliberate control.

Thus, he had no choice but to draw it all into the Mirror Space.

With that cataclysmic blast,

90% of Jianghai City within the Mirror Space was instantly obliterated!

The ground vanished, collapsing into a massive crater hundreds of meters deep.

At the epicenter of the explosion,

embers drifted down as Tianchen Siming stood amidst the flames, half his body already blown to pieces. Trembling, he dragged his mangled form backward.

His gaze toward Qin Yang was filled with profound terror!

Madmen!

Every last member of the Exploding Heavens Gang was insane!

Half-Step Supremes self-destructing without hesitation, leaving no room for negotiation.

Their creed was simple: ruthless actions, few words.

“Qin Yang, must you truly be this merciless?!” he rasped, his fatal wounds rapidly healing as his Star Sea Domain enveloped the missing parts of his body, painstakingly reconstructing his flesh.

“This Siming acted rashly—I should never have provoked you, nor invaded the mortal realm!”

“Let me leave this place, and we’ll consider today’s events null and void. As if nothing ever happened. How about it?!”

“Impossible!”

Qin Yang’s cold gaze bore into him, murderous intent raging as the Ziwei Divine Sword tilted toward Siming’s head. “Letting the tiger return to the mountains? Are you joking?”

As the words fell,

razor-sharp Sword Qi erupted forth.

Millions upon millions of Sword Qi strands surged out, multiplying and dividing,

forming a magnificent storm of blades!

Squelch! Squelch!

Tianchen Siming dodged frantically, his Star Sea Domain manifesting behind him.

A resplendent river of stars unfurled across the sky, seemingly endless, each celestial body clashing against the incoming Sword Qi.

Boom! Boom!

At first, the Star Sea Domain held the advantage, but soon, Tianchen Siming realized with horror that his Star Power was draining at an alarming rate.

This was utterly abnormal.

By all logic, it shouldn’t be depleting so quickly!

“What’s happening?!” he cried out in disbelief, staring at Qin Yang with wide eyes. “What have you done?!”

“Finally noticed, have you?”

Qin Yang arched an eyebrow, his voice icy. “As the first God Sovereign of this world, I’ve long since touched upon its fundamental essence.

Star Power, wind, fire, lightning—everything within this realm is under my dominion.”

As he spoke, Qin Yang’s aura soared to its peak, the myriad laws of the world swirling around him like a divine mantle, elevating him to godlike grandeur.

He extended his hand once more,

clenching it toward Tianchen Siming in the void.

Now came the true climax.

With but a thought from him,

KABOOM!

Thunder split the heavens.

Fierce gales, fiery rain, and towering mountains—countless celestial phenomena manifested, converging upon Tianchen Siming and trapping him at their center.

Under this relentless assault,

within moments, Tianchen Siming attempted to flee.

Yet before he could move, an overwhelming pressure suddenly descended upon him, carrying with it the weight of all mortal existence, coalescing into a colossal palm that slammed down.

BOOM!Dust and smoke billowed as a massive crater caved in at the center of the ruins.

Instant kill!

Tianchen Siming, struck by the attack, was instantly smashed into the pit in the ground.

Faint groans of pain could still be heard from within the crater.

“You can’t kill me… you can’t…”

Tianchen Siming lay amidst the wreckage, coughing up dark blood in agony before turning his head to glare at Qin Yang, who was slowly approaching him. “Killing me… will bring you no benefit!”

“Why?”

Qin Yang dragged the Ziwei Divine Sword along the ground, carving a deep trench as sparks flew. Like the reaper himself, he stepped to the edge of the pit. “Any last words?”

“Cough… cough… The upper realm is filled with countless powerful beings,” Tianchen Siming struggled in his dying moments, trembling as he raised a hand to point at the black hole in the sky. “If you kill me… you will draw their attention.

“Besides, what is there to cling to in this lower realm? Why not ascend with me to the upper world… and reach for something far greater?”

“Ascend?”

Qin Yang sneered at the words, stepping forward and kicking hard—sending the hand that had pointed skyward flying. He then looked down at the fallen figure.

The moment their eyes met, Tianchen Siming’s pupils reflected Qin Yang’s towering form, infinitely magnified—as if embodying the impartial might of heaven itself.

“What does it matter how strong your upper realm is?”

Qin Yang smiled faintly, lifting his gaze to the black hole in the sky. “Now that a Sky Gate has opened, the flow of Star Power is balanced…

“One day, the Earth Star will be as prosperous as the upper realm.”

“As long as I stand guard in this world, who among your upper realm dares to challenge me?”

With that, he swung Ziwei, delivering the final strike—a sword intent that reached its zenith. Like a judge’s brushstroke, the blade descended slowly, cutting toward Tianchen Siming’s brow.

“No! Stop!”

Tianchen Siming roared in unwilling defiance, struggling for one last resistance.

But it was already too late.

The Ziwei Divine Sword’s edge sliced through flesh, piercing his skull in an instant!

Then, following the line of his brow, it split downward, cleaving the upper realm powerhouse’s corpse in two.

Sword Qi raged violently, utterly obliterating his physical form—his internal Star Power extinguished, his ashes scattering to the ground. Behind him, the Star Sea manifestation shattered, dispersing like fireflies.

A thousand years of cultivation, returned to the heavens in the end.

As the last trace of life faded, the oppressive aura around them dissipated, and the sealed Mirror Space gradually dissolved—revealing the real world once more.

“It’s over.”

Qin Yang exhaled, the long-buried weight in his heart finally lifting.

This world was his domain.

From now on, he would deal with any upper realm intruders the same way—one by one, none would leave alive!

As his thoughts wandered, footsteps echoed from the street in the distance.

Qin Yang turned his head.

It was Xiaobai and the others, rushing toward him!

“Master, you were amazing!”

Xiaobai threw herself into Qin Yang’s arms, her nine fluffy tails wagging excitedly. “So cool! This servant knew she followed the right person!”

Li Zixuan and the others arrived right after, each of them overjoyed.

Now that Qin Yang had slain two upper realm powerhouses, it proved he had already reached the pinnacle of this world alone.

“Senior Brother, are you… planning to ascend?” Li Zixuan asked cautiously, having heard Tianchen Siming’s words earlier. “Are you leaving?”

“No, I won’t ascend.”

“I will stay here—forever rooted in Jianghai.”Qin Yang gazed at the distant sunset over Jianghai, where thousands of citizens of Jianghai City looked up expectantly, their eyes filled with reverence as they turned their gaze toward him.

“As long as I stand here for even a single day, humanity shall prosper eternally.”

The last rays of the setting sun spilled across the streets.

White doves soared past the buildings, the warm sunlight stretching his silhouette long and slender.

The golden age of humanity would begin at this very moment.

(The End)

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