When the Survival Game consciousness announced Chen Ping's imminent return, Angelica, Lucifer, Victoria, as well as Cyrus, Leonard, Ao Tian, and others felt an indescribable joy.
They knew that all their hardships and efforts would be rewarded in this final moment. Years of waiting, countless times facing the crisis of the seal, and now they finally saw the dawn.
“We can finally end all of this.” Angelica’s voice was tinged with emotion, her eyes shining with determination and anticipation.
Lucifer laughed too. "Yes, we've been waiting for this moment for a long time. With Chen Ping back, everything will be alright."
However, amidst this atmosphere of excitement and anticipation, beneath the abyss, within the sealed black vortex, a silent upheaval is quietly unfolding.
In the darkness of the abyss, a giant eyeball floats silently, seemingly absorbing the surrounding dark energy, each pulsation accompanied by an aura of evil spreading outwards.
This eyeball is a part of Cthulhu, gradually merging with the pervasive malevolence of the Abyss. This fusion is not instantaneous, but a slow and subtle process.
Whenever a crack appears in the seal, malevolent thoughts will rush in and intertwine with Cthulhu's eyeball, and the connection between the two will become increasingly close.
After the seal was reinforced, the fusion seemed to have stalled, but in fact, it simply became more secretive.
Evil thoughts, like tiny vines, quietly coiled around the eyeballs, constantly seeping in and eroding, attempting to completely assimilate Cthulhu.
Each reinforcement of the seal is like giving them a new opportunity to make the fusion process more stable.
However, all of this was under the surveillance of the survival game consciousness.
Knowing the danger of Cthulhu merging with evil, it constantly adjusted the strength of the seal before Chen Ping's return to prevent the merging process from accelerating.
Nevertheless, the survival game instincts also knew that the final solution could only be achieved by Chen Ping.
But all of this was kept under tight seal, and no one outside knew about it.
While Angelica and the others eagerly awaited Chen Ping's return, a battle concerning the fate of the world was quietly brewing beneath the abyss.
Little did they know that what Chen Ping was about to face was far more complex and dangerous than they imagined.
While Angelica and the others eagerly awaited Chen Ping's return, the scene beneath the abyss presented a completely different picture.
A gigantic eyeball floated silently in a black vortex, emitting a deep, eerie light, surrounded by endless darkness and chaos.
The evil thoughts around the eyeballs, like vines, tightly coiled around them, gradually merging with the eyeballs.
Each reinforcement of the seal makes the fusion process more stable and more secretive.
However, all of this was under the close surveillance of the survival game consciousness, which was waiting, waiting for Chen Ping to break through, starting from the moment the chat group system sprite, Tuantuan, returned.
The Survival Game consciousness had been watching Chen Ping the whole time and knew that Chen Ping was breaking through to the Saint level, so it had been waiting for Chen Ping to succeed in breaking through and then resolve the long-standing crisis.
This process is inevitable because the world consumed by the consciousness of survival games is actually a world on the verge of extinction, which is why evil thoughts arise.
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Deep within the heart of the divine island, atop the tranquil yet vibrant canopy of the World Tree, lies a secluded cultivation room.
This was the key place for Chen Ping's breakthrough, while the system spirit Tuantuan stood guard by his side, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Chen Ping was at a critical juncture in his breakthrough, surrounded by dense magical power, as if the entire space was trembling for him alone.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, every cell in his body yearning for a deeper level of power to awaken.
He has reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and is only one step away from entering the realm of the Sage—by merging with the Primordial Purple Qi.
The Primordial Purple Qi, a legendary treasure from the beginning of the universe, contains unparalleled mysteries and power.
It floated in front of Chen Ping, like a nimble purple dragon, sometimes circling, sometimes still, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
Merging with the Primordial Purple Qi is an extremely difficult challenge for any cultivator. The slightest mistake could lead to the loss of all previous efforts or even annihilation.
However, Chen Ping did not back down because of this.
Within his body, points surged like a tidal wave, transforming into a powerful force that propelled the fusion of the Primordial Purple Qi with himself.
Each point burned made the fusion process smoother, and the connection between the Primordial Purple Qi and Chen Ping became increasingly close.
Tuantuan watched all this with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. She knew that every breakthrough Chen Ping made meant that the world was about to usher in a new turning point.
Although the points consumed are enormous, it is all worth it in order to reach the realm of a sage.
As time passed, the atmosphere in the training room grew increasingly heavy.
The spiritual energy surrounding Chen Ping began to exhibit an unprecedented change. It no longer merely revolved around him, but began to resonate with the Primordial Purple Qi, forming a peculiar cycle.
During this process, Chen Ping's body seemed to become a bridge connecting heaven and earth, continuously drawing energy from the depths of the universe.
Finally, at a certain moment, everything reached its climax.
Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, a purple light flashing within them—a sign that the Primordial Purple Qi had merged into the depths of his soul.
His body began to tremble violently, every inch of his skin radiating a dazzling light, as if the entire training room had been illuminated.
"Success!" Tuantuan cheered with joy. She knew that Chen Ping had crossed that threshold and become a true saint.
As Chen Ping entered the realm of sainthood, the entire survival game world seemed to be touched by an invisible force. All things felt its power and expressed their respect and congratulations to this newly ascended saint in their own ways.
In the lower seas, ordinary creatures, whether birds soaring in the sky or fish swimming in the deep sea, all felt the vast aura of the sage.
They ceased their daily activities, gazed up at the sky, and emitted melodious chirps, as if singing praises to Chen Ping's achievements.
In the core sea area, those intelligent races were even more shocked.
The once bustling city suddenly fell silent. All the residents, whether busy at work or enjoying their leisure time, stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sky, and their faces were filled with awe and anticipation.
They could clearly sense that this aura was unlike anything they had ever experienced before; it was powerful, sacred, and filled with an irresistible majesty.
At this moment, former enemies and allies alike put aside their grudges and celebrated the birth of the saint together.
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