Investiture of the Gods: If I’m Not Happy, No One in Honghuang Gets to Be Happy

The Investiture of the Gods Calamity begins. The Heavenly Dao is merciless, using the Great Shang as its chessboard. The ancient gods descend in droves, treating our human race as expendable pawns.

I am the last Human King of Great Shang. How can I let you do as you please? The things the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors dared not do, I will do.

You think the human race is easy to bully? Sorry, this time, I'm the one moving the pieces.

Heaven's punishment? What punishment?

I worship her to show her respect. So what if I tear down her temple when she doesn't deserve it?

Investiture of the Gods? I'll invest my ass.

When you're dead, that's it. If you survive, you live for ten thousand years.

What are you dogs barking about? I asked what you dogs are barking about!

Come on, come on. I'll stick out my neck and let you kill me.

Not happy? Good, because I'm not happy. How dare any of you be happy?

What are you looking at? Keep staring, and I still won't let you have your fun.

After the Great Qin rises, Hongjun is stunned. “Wait, what about the Journey to the West Calamity? Why can't the immortals descend to the mortal world?”

The Heavenly Dao looks in bewilderment at the ordinary beings of the Primordial World, all of whom have perished prematurely. “Wait, where's the Human Path? Where did that huge Human Path go?”

Houtu, exhausted from managing the Netherworld, is at her wits' end. “Wait, where did all these vengeful spirits come from? I can't keep up!”

The two bald monks of the West: “Our grand plan to bring Buddhism eastward! How could it just vanish?”

The Three Realms watch as the Primordial World shakes. “What's happening? The Primordial World is collapsing. Could it be losing its balance?”

Di Xin: “Heh heh heh, you're all going to die.”

Burying Heaven, Earth, and all living beings, he frees the human race from the chessboard, and in the end, buries himself.