Grand Finale

Lister sheathed his crimson longsword, and the surrounding space-time restrictions instantly disappeared.

The will of the Tree of Eternity immediately vanished from this universe.

Only the tree that had split into two trembled slowly.

Only after Lister's figure also disappeared did the tree of clones finally recover.

Within the Divine Rise Galaxy, they gazed upon the unprecedentedly vast Power of the Plane.

They immediately stopped restraining themselves and issued a notice to the reserve soldiers.

Within just a few days, another million players joined the new dimension.

Moreover, this time, they entered several large cosmic planes, such as the Abyss Plane.

Meanwhile, the other World Annihilation powerhouses had already traveled to this Abyss Universe after conquering the Elf Plane.

In the vast universe, there are numerous powerful beings capable of World Annihilation, and their individual limits of power are even greater.

Conversely, the experience points gained from killing an opponent are naturally greater.

Now, with the support of Lister's immense Power of the Plane, everyone has a chance to be resurrected.

Even in these vast cosmic planes, a new round of slaughter and conquest still began.

Two hundred years later.

Lister sat quietly in the meditation room, watching the massive amount of experience points on the system panel plummet at a visible rate.

At the same time, Lister's aura also expanded and intensified rapidly at an immeasurable speed.

Notice: Level 250 → 300 (Upgraded to maximum)!

Notification: Killing Intent Wave (increased to maximum).

"Notice: Robust Soul (...)"

A series of notifications indicating maximum value increases came through, Lister felt better than ever before.

That sense of transcendence in will grew stronger and stronger.

At the same time, a subtle force of repulsion appeared.

This force does not originate from anything else, but is a deeper, more fundamental lamentation within the current universe.

The universe itself is currently unable to bear or support such a massive will, and under the pressure, it emits an overwhelming sense of rejection.

Furthermore, the level increase is not the limit.

However, the Game System panel was originally designed to be only this far in its early stages.

Upon seeing this, Lister's will stirred, and he vanished from this universe, truly entering the Abyss Plane.

This is the cosmic plane that he has been most frequently associated with.

This vast universe is indeed different from ordinary universes.

The starry sky was not pitch black, but rather a dark reddish-brown hue, like bruises.

The Twist nebula resembled a festering wound, exuding the stench of sulfur and decay.

The void was filled with frenzied whispers, as if billions of demons were gnawing at the very foundations of reason.

The structure of spacetime is extremely unstable; tentacles covered with eyeballs sometimes emerge from the fissures, and sometimes acid that melts steel drips down.

All sorts of chaos, filth, and life forms that are difficult to exist in other universes converge in this plane.

However, these life forms and indescribable beings vanished in an instant when they were involved with Lister.

In Lister's will, the soul and slaughter dominate the power.

With such meager strength, only they themselves will suffer death and Twist.

Ignoring everything else, I sat cross-legged in this vast universe.

Experience points are being consumed again, while countless skills are constantly being upgraded.

Gradually, as the power eventually reaches a certain extreme value.

Each passive skill, when pushed to its limit, gradually transforms into an inscription imprinted deep within his will, becoming an instinct.

It seemed that his own strength had reached a certain limit, as if it could be easily overcome.

Just then, several astonishing wills suddenly and rapidly approached Lister.

Soon, a total of five will entities suddenly appeared.

One of the wills has transformed into a physical body and descended, its enormous form instantly obscuring the space.

His face was contorted in a ferocious grimace, staring intently at Lister as if he wanted to devour him whole.

This was already an old acquaintance of Lister's. From the earliest Milky Way Galaxy, it was this trans-universe life form— the Abyss Evil God— that Vidal summoned when communicating with the Abyss Plane.

Later, the Lord of Void Spirits summoned him during the battle. Unfortunately, due to the limitations of the universe's power and the power of the Void Spirit itself, the evil god's power was greatly compressed, making it difficult to kill even Wang Yue's simulated form.

Finally, the real Lister has been found.

Within the enormous hand was a knife mark that Lister was quite familiar with.

That was the mark he left on the other person's palm when he slashed it.

Of course, with the power of this evil god, the knife mark could have been healed and erased long ago.

I guess she kept it because she wanted to remember him.

On the other sides, these intercosmic life forms continued to exist as entities of will, silently watching over Lister.

Before they could speak, another wave of energy emanated from the source.

It seemed to be an intercosmic life form that had just arrived from another major cosmic plane.

One after another, in a short period of time, as many as seventeen people gathered.

"Lister, it seems quite a few people dislike you!"

The Abyss Evil God forced out these words from his hoarse throat.

His ferocious face was tinged with a hint of joy.

In fact, all of this is due to Lister's deployment of warriors and their various acts of encroachment in the vast universe.

Even these planes could hardly withstand the plundering by such powerful beings who relied on the Power of the Planes to be immortal and indestructible.

Moreover, they become stronger every time they kill a life form in their own universe, as if the power of the greater universe has been stripped away out of thin air.

This is why everyone has gathered here today to seek out Lister.

The immense combined pressure relentlessly assailed Lister.

Even with the alliance of seventeen intercosmic life forms, none dared to make the first move.

Lister's current aura is simply too astonishing.

As intercosmic life forms, the difference in their strength and will is also enormous.

Even the slightest fluctuation in Lister's current will subtly touched and suppressed them.

In Lister's eyes, these seventeen intercosmic life forms that had been entrenched in the greater universe were indeed of mediocre strength.

Even the strongest one can only be measured by the system, with a level of only LV281.

In this vast cosmic plane, it is almost impossible for him to pose any threat.

Lister completely ignored the provocations of these will-forms and the mockery of the Abyss Evil God.

Instead, it was about rediscovering that feeling from before.

That feeling of constraint, though his accumulated experience points were nearing their limit, was still continuously boosting his aura.

"Snap!"

Until a certain moment, it was as if some invisible shackles shattered in the depths of his soul, at the core of his will, and at the very source of his life!

Life forms began an irreversible sublimation once again, and countless pieces of information flooded into his will once more.

This information includes how the larger universe was born in the past, the birth of other universes, and all the fundamental principles of spacetime and time, including the understanding of the soul and will of living beings themselves.

This time, Lister's entire body was not a gathering of power, but rather a dissipation.

Countless forces dissipated from his will.

It seemed to disintegrate out of thin air on its own.

The entire Abyss Plane was instantly flooded with a massive torrent of energy.

Witnessed by numerous intercosmic life forms, Lister's aura grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.

As for his own will, it was extremely weak at this moment, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind.

But in the end, this last bit of willpower did not disappear; instead, it deepened their sense of dread.

Lister's consciousness continued to search in a void.

Until a certain moment, memories began to surface from Chen Xinhe, and one by one, past memories replayed.

A ray of light silently shone forth.

Lister's will took its place and became "existence" itself.

It has no color, no form, and no energy clamor.

All that exists is Lister's "existence".

A true sixth-stage life form, or rather, a certain life form currently existing.

An existence that transcends all universes and cannot be erased by any force.

The next moment, Lister's figure reappeared.

This time, even if he were right in front of everyone, no one would be able to sense him unless he wanted to.

He can even freeze and reverse the entire spacetime.

At this moment, Lister made no attempt to conceal his presence.

It was merely a thought that prompted the command.

A massive, extreme blade of light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

One cut!

Just one cut!

As if the entire spacetime had been reversed, the seventeen trans-universe life forms were wiped out in an instant.

At this moment, the rules of the universe appeared to him like the lines on his palm, and the evolution of life like the turning pages of a book.

A single thought can reshape the stars.

A single glance can define existence.

The cries and longings of countless universes, the fates and struggles of billions of living beings, are all within our perception, yet seem to be far away on the other side.

The filth of the abyss cannot approach, nor can the brilliance of the stars add color.

He has already transcended.

He is "the only one that exists".

It is the end of the rules, the pinnacle of existence, the very end of all legends... God!