My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 452 - 438: Decay

Fu Qingjun couldn’t help but feel shaken.

He seemed to glimpse a vast, indifferent, ancient nature.

"Perhaps this is the natural law of the universe." Though he evaluated it this way, he knew he hadn’t truly experienced their suffering; he was merely an outsider.

When one has lived for millions, even billions of years, existing eternally in the universe and becoming the Heaven and Earth True Saint, perhaps only then can one feel the tribulations and falls of these Celestial Venerables.

Compared to their age, he was merely a newborn Celestial Venerable, yet to experience earthly hardships.

Though he listened to their stories and was moved, he didn’t feel too much reality.

Soon, Fu Qingjun poured tea for the two again and asked, "So, is your visit merely for idle chat with me?"

Wen Ce thought for a moment and said, "That’s part of it. After all, time has been too long; without your presence, I might have continued obliviously, perhaps even losing myself and the concept of existence unknowingly..."

"Honestly, I don’t reject your appearance; I even welcome it greatly."

His expression was serene, his appearance handsome, with a gentle and humble demeanor, softly saying, "I truly consider you a chess companion and a new friend over the four eras."

"Your emergence might be the key to breaking this shackles... But I have indeed come with urgent matters, to take you to a place and show you the results of my years."

"Your accomplishments? Results of four eras?"

Fu Qingjun was surprised.

The universe had undergone a cataclysmic destruction and rebirth; eras had ended, resetting all matter and structures of the universe; how could he still have a place to keep his secret domain, storing his accomplishments of each era?

"That place is outside the universe." Suddenly standing up at the tea stall, he pointed to the sky.

Though his gaze towards the sky was indifferent, it gave Fu Qingjun a mysterious heroic aura, overlooking the ancient sky as if he was too composed, always seeming assured of victory.

"On the Cosmic Membrane?" Fu Qingjun stood up alongside him.

"No, it’s beyond the outside of the universe." he said, opening a passageway in space and inviting Fu Qingjun to enter.

Around the tea stall, suddenly no one could see their existence or these phenomena.

Lost the recognition of them,

Fu Qingjun equally didn’t mind; his true being wasn’t here, just an avatar.

Swish!!

Soon, he followed into the tunnel.

"Here, is it...??" Seconds later, Fu Qingjun knew what the so-called outside universe meant.

This isn’t standing on the Cosmic Membrane, but an opulent pure white rock palace far above the universe,

From this vantage point, Fu Qingjun seemed to see the entirety of a vast pebble, quietly floating in the endless void, giving him unparalleled shock.

"This is, our universe???"

Fu Qingjun exclaimed in his heart.

He stood at this angle for the first time, observing this one universe.

But, how was this place reached?

No saint of any universe, who controls the universe’s rules, can escape the universe itself.

At most, one can stand on the universe’s Cosmic Membrane, gazing at the limitless void outside the universe beneath.

If a saint tries to leave the universe, the further they go, the weaker their powers will be, until they become mortal, perish, and cease. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Because all the extraordinary powers of saints are granted by the universe; leave it, and naturally, they’re nothing.

We depend on nature to be born; nature nurtures us.

"So, you wonder how I managed to establish a palace, far above the universe, away from its reaches?" Wen Ce softly said, "This palace can escape the cycle of cosmic destruction and rebirth, overlooking the chrysalis transformation below. Isn’t it incredible?"

Fu Qingjun fell silent for a while,

"You know?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Ce spoke, laughing: "So, I keep all my data here. Even if I perish, I hope these data transform into prehistoric outer-space relics, continuously passed down."

"As for how to build it, it’s one of my achievements over these eras. If you want to know without defeating me first, you have to join my ranks."

Fu Qingjun quietly watched him, maintaining composure amidst change.

"By the way, have you felt this grandeur?"

Wen Ce suddenly laughed, pointing to the massive pebble, gently said: "You surely can feel this scene once felt similar afar in history’s time river."

Fu Qingjun slightly startled, through his admiring, even tenderly focused gaze, looked at the distant massive pebble, the universe.

Buzz!!!

At this moment, looking at the indescribably beautiful cosmic scene, unparalleled beauty, any beauty of grand paths, beauty of Celestial Dao, none could describe this scene.

A great shock came, he finally knew where this familiar scene was seen before.

This indeed is the scene seen by any civilization that steps into the starry sky, the celestial sea,

Including Earth.

In 1969, when Apollo first stepped into the celestial sea, when Earthlings first, aboard a spacecraft, stepped onto the moon, gazing at the vast blue vastness of Earth, it was this feeling.

When they left their ground, stepping into the celestial sea and looking back at that instant, there must be huge aspirations and volcanic burning pride.

Looking back, gazing upon the nurturing land beneath, departing from it! Conquering it! Conquering nature!

This also signifies a leap in human history!

He seemed to see that moment of a multitude cheering before televisions, that century-ago global sensation on Earth,

"That’s one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."

But isn’t the scene before him just like this?

"When early human beings left their nurturing planet, entering the initial interstellar era, it signified a milestone in humanity," muttered Fu Qingjun: "And now, isn’t this another historical milestone? Successfully stepping into distant ’space,’ overlooking below the ’planet’ nurturing oneself."

"Known by me, is Creation."

Wen Ce lightly laughed, "This is indeed a milestone, a milestone of us conquering the giant beneath, conquering it, like primordial era’s primitive planetary humans, conquering the planet beneath."

"So, do you understand now."

This gentle-looking young man turned around, with an utmost gentle and pure smile, "I appear to be decaying of four eras but not decaying, but rebirth before darkness."

"I seem to enslave and manipulate era’s genius, reversing their rebellion, but not for dictatorship and tyranny, but inevitable sacrifice before the long night."

"Even though my every pore drenches in filthy blood, even though I manipulate one universe’s fate, spat upon as corrupt by every era’s hero."

"Their sacrifice is worthwhile, for me gaining chips over eras, defeating that incredible dead thing."

"A big capitalist..." Fu Qingjun’s pupils instantly contracted, clearly in a serious situation, yet strangely, this term suddenly emerged in his mind.