Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Cheng Cheng's tears flowed down, instantly evaporating in the fire.

“Go, benefactor. Go and save your mother. Then—”

Wukong's voice grew fainter and fainter.

"Please take a look for this humble monk; see the mountains beyond the mountains, and the skies beyond the skies."

Those golden eyes slowly merged into Cheng Cheng's eyes.

At that moment, Cheng Cheng felt as if his eyes had been ignited. The furnace fire split into seven elements, and the runes on the furnace walls began to tremble and crack. Even Golden Rhinedot, outside the alchemy furnace, was terrified by this power and couldn't help but shout, "Cheng Cheng! What are you doing?! You're just a hater of America; you can't defy the laws of nature!"

"Why! Why should I be labeled a US hater by you bunch of traitors? I refuse to accept this!!!"

Cheng Cheng clenched his fist, a surge of immense power coursing through his body, and he couldn't help but roar to the sky:

"If Heaven wants to take me away, I'll tear it apart—"

"Wukong! Help me break the cauldron!!"

"Oh no! Cheng Cheng has absorbed the power of Black Myth Wukong, he's about to break the cauldron!" Rhinedot exclaimed in alarm, quickly using his immortal killing move, Deep Rooted, to stabilize the alchemy furnace. "Cheng Cheng, stop struggling! You were born black, how dare you defy fate!?"

"To hell with your fate! My destiny is in my own hands, not in the heavens! Whether I'm black or white, only I can decide!"

"Break for me!!!!!"

"boom--!!!"

The alchemy furnace exploded!

The enormous cauldron was ripped apart from the inside, and countless fragments scattered everywhere!

The divine fire, formed from the intertwining of seven elements, was freed from its restraints and soared into the sky, turning the entire sky crimson!

A figure slowly emerged from the flames, kicked over the Eight Trigrams Furnace with a whoosh, and headed out. The fire-starter, the furnace attendant, and Ding Jia's group panicked and tried to pull him away, but he easily subdued them all, like a white-browed tiger in a fit of rage or a raging one-horned dragon!

Rhein-Dortmund tried to grab him, but he was shoved so hard he fell headfirst and got away.

He drew the Sword of Righteousness from his hand, waved it in the wind, and without distinguishing right from wrong, he caused chaos in the Heavenly Palace, forcing the Nine Luminaries to close their doors and the Four Heavenly Kings to disappear without a trace!

Good rice black!

There is a poem to prove it, which reads:

Cheng Cheng's body is perfectly aligned with the innate nature, enduring countless tribulations in its natural course. Vast and boundless, it is the Great Unity, unmoving and still, known as the Primordial Spirit.

Refined in the furnace for a long time, it is not lead or mercury; immortality beyond the mortal realm is the true nature of an immortal. Its transformations are endless, yet it continues to transform; the Three Refuges and Five Precepts are utterly meaningless.

Another poem:

Cheng Chengdao's philosophy is that the body and the mind are in harmony, and the mind is the primordial spirit—a profound meaning. The player's theory of "Qitian" is not false; the official title of "Mihei" (a derogatory term for a certain type of person) is a true friend.

The primordial monkeys cooperate heart to heart, tightly bound and tethered, seeking nothing elsewhere. All things return to the one principle, in harmony with the heavenly truth, dwelling in the twin forests.

In this battle, Cheng Cheng fought with equal skill, wielding his sword to strike east and west, and no god could withstand him!

They only fought their way into the Tongming Hall, outside the Lingxiao Hall.

Fortunately, Zhongli, the assistant envoy of the Kongzhi government, was in charge of the palace. Seeing Cheng Cheng acting arrogantly, he drew his golden whip and stepped forward to block him, saying, "Where are you going, Mihei! With me here, you must not be so rampant!"

Without saying a word, Cheng Cheng raised his sword and attacked. Zhong Li raised his spear to meet him. The two fought in front of the Lingxiao Palace. In the end, Zhong Li was no match for Cheng Cheng and was forced back by his sword!

The celestial soldiers and generals of the Immortal Army also arrived just in time, exclaiming in surprise:

"It's...it's that little black guy!"

"How did he get out of the alchemy furnace?!"

"Impossible! No one can come out of an alchemy furnace alive!"

"Quick! Take him down!"

Hundreds of heavenly soldiers and generals rushed up!

Cheng Cheng raised his hand, and countless red threads flew out from his fingertips, entangling the heavenly soldiers and generals who rushed up!

The red line is tightened.

Those people were fused together in pairs, unable to break free.

Those who tried to break free were bound together by red threads into groups of three, four, five... until dozens of people were crammed together, hanging in mid-air like a bunch of grapes, with cries of agony rising and falling!

More people flew in from afar.

Cheng Cheng raised his head, looked at the figures flying in the sky, and suddenly recited: "All birds have vanished from the mountains!"

The power of the fire from the crash spread!

The heavenly soldiers and generals flying in the sky suddenly fell, crashing to the ground, onto the rooftops, and onto each other, their cries of agony shaking the heavens!

Cheng Cheng continued walking forward.

Some fearless individuals rushed forward, and he sent them flying with a single punch.

Some were hiding in the distance, shooting arrows from the shadows. With sharp eyes, they saw through them at a glance, and the bullets were fired directly from the gun barrels formed by the Gun Demon's fire. The bullets poured out like a torrential rain!

Wherever they went, the immortal army was routed!

Four governing bodies are all taking action!

The Ruler of the Sky wielded his sword and slashed down, the sword light as bright as a rainbow!

Cheng Cheng dodged to the side, then retaliated with a shot that pierced through his shoulder!

The ruler of Sheng unleashed a long serpent, which swelled in the wind and transformed into a hundred-zhang-long giant dragon!

Cheng Cheng grabbed the dragon's head, tied it with the wedding red thread, and bound the giant dragon to the Ruler of Life! Rhinedoth, suffocated by the dragon's entanglement, plummeted from the clouds!

The ruling power of the time opened its precious umbrella, which spread out in the wind, covering the sky and the sun, trying to take him in!

Cheng Cheng raised his hand, and the unjust court instantly commenced!

The judge's phantom image sat high on a cloud, delivering the final verdict with a single gavel: "You played 'Primal God,' you are guilty!"

The precious umbrella shattered on the spot!

The current ruler coughed up blood and flew backwards!

The ruler of death played the pipa, and the sound waves transformed into thousands of sharp blades, slashing down from the sky!

Cheng Cheng conjured countless firearms and fired wildly at the wind blade!

"boom!"

The ruler of death was no match for him; he was blown away, crashed into the clouds, and disappeared without a trace!

The four ruling parties failed!

Most of these heavenly soldiers and generals were below the Silver rank, and the Seven Gods and Four Guardians were also only Silver rank. They were no match for Cheng Cheng, who was at the Gold rank. With the added support of the six Fire Seeds and the Black Myth Wukong, they were all defeated. Cheng Cheng pressed forward, fighting his way through the encirclement, and finally stood before the Southern Heavenly Gate.

Behind him lay a scene of utter devastation in the Heavenly Court: collapsed buildings, wailing celestial soldiers, and scattered celestial armies. Before him lay the last line of defense—

Marshal Fanes.

And behind him, the remnants of the heavenly soldiers, still trembling.

Marshal Mi looked at Cheng Cheng, fear flashing in his eyes, but quickly, that fear was replaced by madness: "You black-hearted Mi, how dare you cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace and defy the Princess!"

Cheng Cheng suddenly smiled.

"I'm not a hater of MILF, I'm just an ordinary gamer."

"They are the players you trample on, those who play other games, those you call 'Mi-haters.' They are the ordinary players who just want to play games properly and don't want to be ruled by any god!"

Marshal Mi's expression changed.

"you--"

He roared, his body bursting with golden light, transforming into a hundred-foot-tall golden figure, wielding a giant sword, and slashing towards Cheng Cheng!

That sword strike possessed the power of gold, capable of cleaving mountains in two!

Cheng Cheng raised his hand and gently tapped: "Bang."

The spark of the gun!

Countless firearms materialized out of thin air, and millions of bullets spun as they left the chambers, instantly exploding countless bloody holes in Marshal Mi's chest!

He looked down at the bleeding wound on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief: "You...you..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and the hundred-foot-tall golden body began to collapse, scattering golden light and flying fragments.

Marshal Mi's body fell from the clouds, crashed into the dust, and never stood up again.

Cheng Cheng stepped over him.

Keep going.

…………

Above the clouds.

The figure of Noelle, the Rock Queen, has finally been fully revealed.

She was no longer a blurry figure of light and shadow, but revealed her true form, adorned in magnificent robes, a golden crown, and surrounded by stars, her face remarkably youthful. She looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, perhaps even younger than Cheng Cheng.

Her features were delicate, her skin fair, her long, white hair cascading down to her waist, and her eyes deep and unfathomable, cold as frost.

"Cheng Cheng, you have caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, do you know the crime you have committed?"

Cheng Cheng looked up at her and laughed maniacally: "Confess your guilt? What guilt have I committed?"

"The sin lies in not being absolutely loyal, but is that the same as being absolutely disloyal? In my opinion, you Immortal Army members are the ones who have caused the community's atmosphere to deteriorate, made Yuan Shen players despised by the world, and held countless ordinary players hostage!"

The princess remained silent.

At that moment, the stars surrounding her seemed to tremble slightly.

“Your primordial spirit gave you everything—the Eye of God, elemental power, and the means to survive in this apocalypse. You should be grateful.”

Cheng Cheng's smile grew even colder.

"gratitude?"

He took another step forward.

"Are you grateful that you burned down all the other games? Are you grateful that you divided players into different classes? Or are you grateful that you used the name of 'community governance' to open loot boxes for whomever you wanted?"

He stood in front of the princess, only ten steps away.