My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 426 - 412: Despair and Darkness

"What the hell does this have to do with me!"

Fu Qingjun considered himself quite composed, but now he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. I’m just a small fry mixed in this, even more unjustly treated than Dou E.

"Indeed, I am the greatest Pot Carrier King in the entire universe."

Fu Qingjun looked at the gaze directed at him, feeling a weight in his heart, and muttered:

"This behind-the-scenes manipulator who somehow controls the Celestial Dao rules dares to call themselves the Trust Celestial Venerable. In that case, since I happen to grasp the Creation rules, I can confidently call myself the Pot Carrier Celestial Venerable."

No mistake about it, I am the biggest scapegoat king.

Fu Qingjun also knew he could only bite the bullet now, his mind whirling as he swiftly organized his thoughts:

There’s no way to escape, not in the entire universe.

He wants to kill all the Celestial Venerables, and the main focus will surely be on me, the pushed-out leader of this rebellion among the Celestial Venerables.

And what about me?

What can I do?

I thought standing out here was a great thing, becoming their true Celestial Venerable leader, but who knew it was another huge scapegoat? Just to take the hits for them! To attract hatred!

The current outlook seems nearly hopeless.

The only way to win is to gather all rules and powers and forge a "Celestial Dao" to have the capital to counter the enemy. But I’ve missed the opportunity since I let them waste time killing those few Celestial Venerables...

And even if I hadn’t missed the chance, had time to prepare, would other Celestial Venerables be willing to give up their power?

This is inherently an unsolvable dead loop!

Because without trust, it’s destined there’s no unity, and the beings of this Cosmic Era cannot resist this ancient manipulator together...

But what exactly is the rule of trust?

Leaving that aside, the combat power is indeed overwhelming. The enemy has grasped 30% of the power, and killing these scattered Celestial Venerables is just a matter of time.

Now, with imminent death and no time to prepare, the situation is critical. What about reversing time, going back to the past?

That won’t work either.

This time rule cannot change the destinies of the Celestial Venerables that have already occurred.

At most, it can change the fates of mortals.

The great trend remains unchanged, small details can be altered.

The major trends of the past are already destined facts, unchangeable by the true law of cause and effect!

Unable to change the great trend, what about using it to flee, to evade like Jiaxia?

That won’t work either.

Even if they truly opened a passageway and escaped to some time and space to avoid pursuit, the opponent’s strength far exceeds theirs, and they could still follow through the time tunnel they opened and arrive at a certain period.

No solution!

Simply no solution!

Fu Qingjun thought of the various rules he held, and the powers of other Celestial Venerables, all were dead ends!

"What, hesitating?"

The Venerable of Life and Death looked with great interest, "Your schemes are meticulous, plans like chains, deducing the great trend finally forced me out. Shouldn’t there be something specific targeting me?"

"Could it be, it was just to call me out, and then let me kill you all?" He glanced at the Venerable of Creation with a half-smile.

Crash!

The attention of the entire universe seemed to focus on the Venerable of Creation.

Everyone looked at the giant entity above the continent, as if standing on a planet, looking at some sky-covering monster in outer space. All the endless kingdoms, Saints, strongmen, mortals on the Cosmic Continent all gazed with extremely intense, yearning eyes at the Venerable of Creation, the last hope of the entire universe.

"How to resist you? Let’s not talk about it for now. I know your goal, you’ve been hiding within one Cosmic Era after another, hindering the development of each one."

Taking a deep breath, Fu Qingjun suddenly said:

"By taking away the so-called rule of trust, not only have you turned the entire universe into a dark forest, where civilizations can’t trust each other, strongmen can’t trust each other, you’ve prevented them from advancing the development speed of the Cosmic Era together, thereby hindering the universe’s development."

"Oh?" He showed a hint of surprise.

The Venerable of Creation said in a deep voice: "Hindering the unity of the Saints is one thing, but another is that you control 30% of the universe’s rules. It may seem like they’re operating hidden and unobtrusively, but in reality, you don’t desire innovation, or truly new, updated rules, only for 70%."

This statement is easy to understand.

If the universe were compared to a building, then 30% of this building remains as old architecture secretly controlled by him, while only 70% of the building, through each generational era of Saints, undergoes innovation, resulting in new versions.

This way, even if a new universe is established, it is not a truly perfect new version but one where 30% is of the old universe’s version.

"You’re hindering the cycle of eras, delaying the growth and succession of the Cosmic Era’s infants."

Fu Qingjun sighed, "You’re like the biggest decaying worm on this infant, obstructing the natural update, natural metamorphosis of the universe one version after another!"

The Venerable of Life and Death just stayed, quietly listening.

After listening, he remained unmoved, just quietly looking at the Venerable of Creation for a while. Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

The laughter grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the universe, throughout the heavens and earth,

"He who knows me, is Creation!"

The Venerable of Life and Death laughed thoroughly, then said, "In this era, it seems there appears a truly heart-stirring opponent."

His expression suddenly calmed, "I must delay the universe’s growth, each era’s succession. It appears as if I can sneak into each era, but I am gradually dying along with its transitions, even if I am not immortal..."

"You Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerables are using every decaying method to extend your own lifespans, seeking more eternity. Am I not doing the same?"

"So I can only slow down each era’s transition time to delay my lifespan."

"I am also like you all, a failed, gasping survivor."

He merely smiled, opening his arms as if to embrace the entire universe, "That eternal slumber is not death, in the mysterious eternity, even death will perish, only He lives forever."

"So, I want to find a way to survive, to truly escape this cosmic prison. Is this an answer that satisfies you?"

"Well, my long confession after an eternity ends here; next, it’s time to squash you little bugs because you know too much."

Snap!

He clapped his hands as if holding up the universe, and everything turned upside down.

In the high clouds above the continent like a celestial kingdom, within countless radiating figures, seemed to be those holding the strongest power, the strongest rules of the entire universe, emanating endless brilliance, piercing the entire universe,

"Come, heroes of the old days."