Chapter 108 The End of All Heavens is Actually My Beginning? Demolishing the "Supreme Observatory," I'll Be the Ruler of All Dimensions
"Beep! Warning! It has been detected that host Ye Feng has completed the full colonization of the 'Reality Dimension'. Current causal level: Unsolvable!" "Due to the host's combat power overload, the ultimate hidden bug in the myriad worlds has been triggered—'The Graveyard of the Myriad Worlds' has been opened!" "That is the gathering place of the remnant souls of all the protagonists who were abandoned, left unfinished, or forcibly erased. They are attacking you with billions of years of resentment!"
At the summit of Mount Tai, the golden sunset was no longer a natural phenomenon, but rather an "eternal divine radiance" casually conjured by Ye Feng. He sat on a rattan chair made from dozens of compressed planes, holding a stack of newspapers from the heavens that he had just brought back from the "Logic Wasteland."
"The Graveyard of the Heavens?" Ye Feng exhaled a thick cloud of cigar smoke, which transformed into a map of the heavens in the air, one corner of which shimmered with a chilling, ghastly green. He sneered, his eyes revealing an arrogant disdain for all living beings. "A bunch of losers who lost in the story, still restless even in death, actually trying to cause trouble for me, the 'Perfect Attendance Invincible Ruler'?"
He casually shook the newspaper in his hand into dust, slowly stood up, and in that instant, the gravity of the entire planet stopped for 0.1 seconds because of his action.
"Ali, stop hanging out with those Hollywood actresses. Take our 'Causality Weeder' and go check out that cemetery. Since they're dead, they should look like dead. If they try to come back to life, I won't mind cutting their souls into pieces and distributing them to the kids on Earth as extracurricular reading."
"Alright! Captain, I've been wanting to stretch my muscles for ages!" Hu Yanli strode out of the void, wielding a spiked club forged entirely from the core of a neutron star. Each swing created ripples of black hole energy. "I've seen those protagonists with terrible endings. They're all crying and complaining that the author didn't give them a good ending. Today, I'll teach them what it means for 'the strong never complain about their environment,' because the strong themselves are the environment!"
boom--!
The Starsea took off again. This time, it didn't tear through the void, but instead retreated directly from the concept of "reality" and crashed into that strange dimension called "Forgotten Memories".
This is the shadow of the heavens, the end of all failed plots. As far as the eye can see, countless broken flying swords, shattered imperial weapons, and even some semi-transparent fragments of system interfaces float like trash in the hazy mist.
"Ye Feng... what makes you think you can achieve perfection? What makes you think you can rule reality?" Countless mournful roars echoed from the void. A white-clad swordsman, half-severed, stood before the Starsea, wielding a rusty longsword. His sword intent, powerful enough to cleave galaxies, was filled with jealousy and despair: "Our author has stopped updating, our world has collapsed, and you, spoiled by capital and readers, what makes you think you can live so comfortably!"
"Why should I?" Ye Feng stood at the bow of the ship, not even glancing at him, and simply flicked his finger.
Bang--!
A burst of energy, composed of "absolute logic," instantly pierced through the swordsman. There was no bloodshed, no explosion; the moment the swordsman came into contact with the energy, his entire body transformed into leaden characters, and then completely dissipated.
"With my strength, with my supportive readers, I can not only crush the script, but also collect rent in reality!" Ye Feng's voice echoed throughout the entire graveyard, carrying an undeniable sense of judgment. "You bunch of trash, you died here because you weren't strong enough. You dare talk about fairness in front of me? I am the only fairness in all the heavens!"
"Insolence! Ye Feng, do you really think no one can control you?" The mist parted, and an enormous "Supreme Observatory" slowly emerged. Several elders dressed in dark purple robes sat there, holding bottles called "Plot Correction Fluid" in their hands, their eyes as cold as ice.
"We are the observers of the heavens. Ye Feng, you have disrupted the balance of too many dimensions. Now, we are going to activate the 'Great Reset Spell' to erase all your achievements and send you back to that little blacksmith shop in Gengxin City to start over!"
"Reset Master?" Ye Feng laughed, his laughter filled with an arrogance that made the heavens tremble. "Old man, have you been in this garbage dump for too long? Has your brain rusted along with it? Ning Rongrong, tell them who holds the shares of the heavens now!"
Ning Rongrong moved with graceful steps. Nine rings of different dimensions surrounded her, each representing a supreme plane that had been completely absorbed into the fold. She pulled a scroll woven by the "Primordial True Spirit" from the void and coldly read:
"Due to mismanagement by the overseers, the Celestial Graveyards have become severely overcrowded, causing dimensional pollution. Effective immediately, the Starsea Consortium officially merges with the 'Supreme Observatory.' Your assets, licenses, and even your lives now belong entirely to Emperor Ye Feng!"
"You...you actually dared to reverse-acquire the Inspector?" an elder screamed in terror. He was about to wave the correction fluid in his hand when he discovered that the bottle in his hand had turned into a comical urinal.
"This is what they call 'dimensional reduction attack'." Ye Feng moved like lightning, instantly appearing in the center of the observation station. He kicked the elder in the main seat off, then casually sat down himself. "From now on, the rules here are changed. Who lives and who dies is up to me. You so-called inspectors will be responsible for sweeping the streets of the cemetery for me. Anyone who dares to slack off will be made to experience the torment of 'rejected engagement' ten thousand times!"
"Captain, this place is full of treasures!" Orochimaru was already leading a group of robots, ransacking the observatory's warehouse. "Look, this is the original code for the 'Multiverse Reincarnation Pool,' and this is a wholesale box of 'Protagonist Immortality Halo'! With these, every security guard on our planet could be immortal!"
"Move everything out!" Ye Feng waved his hand, his eyes flashing with an all-encompassing light.
Just then, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the tomb, and an ancient aura that transcended all levels and all logic began to awaken. It was the remnant soul of the "original eunuch author" who had been sealed for countless eras.
"Ye Feng...you've broken the balance of 'the script must have an end'...I'm going to take you with me into an eternal void..."
The void turned into a deathly white expanse, devoid of any words or colors, only filled with a sense of nothingness that seemed to want to erase everything.
"A blank space?" Ye Feng slowly stood up, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella suddenly slammed to the ground. "Ali, activate the 'Nationwide Completion Plan'! Mobilize the mental power of all readers in the real dimension and fill this blank space for me!"
Rumble—!
On Blue Star, everyone who was following Ye Feng's story suddenly felt a surge of passion welling up inside them. Their imagination, their enthusiasm, and their admiration for Ye Feng transformed into endless streams of colorful ink, flowing down the screen into that void.
Faced with that terrifying torrent, the so-called "original remnant soul" was like an insignificant speck of dust, instantly submerged in the vast ocean called "the will of the people".
"See that?" Ye Feng stood on the gradually solidifying void, looking down at the collapsing remnant soul. "Behind me is the will of millions of readers! As long as they want to read, I will be eternally immortal! As long as they want to enjoy themselves, I will sweep across all realms!"
The once pale graveyard miraculously came back to life at this moment. The shattered planes were repaired, and the desperate protagonists were given a new mission—to become low-level employees of the Star Sea Federation.
Ye Feng returned to the command platform of the Starsea. At this moment, his level could no longer be measured by numbers; he was "the Dao," he was "One," he was the sole truth that transcended the Three Realms and was not within the Five Elements.
"Captain, we are now truly the 'Chief of All Heavens'." Ning Rongrong linked arms with Ye Feng, looking at the well-organized new world, her beautiful eyes filled with happiness. "Now, can we take a break?"
"Rest?" Ye Feng looked at the final stretch of road leading to the "True Extreme," a wildly arrogant smile playing on his lips.
"No. Now that I've become a reviewer, I have to go and see which authors' stories aren't exciting or explosive enough. I'm going to give them some 'guidance' so that my name will resound throughout every corner of this vast universe!"
"Ali, hang our battle flag at the entrance of the 'Dimensional Headquarters'!" "No matter who wrote the script, from today onwards, I will be the only one in the entire dimension—the great director!"
With a deafening roar that shattered the past and present, the future, the illusion and the reality, and resounded through the souls of all readers, the Starsea once again transformed into an invincible streak of light, rushing toward that eternally glorious, endless future!
I am Ye Feng, and my legend has no ending, only an eternal raging storm!
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