My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 462 - 448: Crisis

Indeed, no matter how you calculate, we’re bound to lose.

This is the terror of the other mastering monopolistic rules. If it weren’t for Fu Qingjun possessing this variable, there would indeed be no possibility of overthrowing them.

This is what the young man in white said to Fu Qingjun at the time, that they had absolutely no possibility of defeating him, yet he still valued talent and expressed willingness to accept Fu Qingjun to join him.

He admired Fu Qingjun greatly and showed enough sincerity. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Yes, according to this, we are surely defeated."

Bailong also sighed, "All the efforts we made, everything pioneered from the prehistoric times, was just to make a bridal gown for him. It can be imagined that the future of this Buddhist Era will be ruled by him. He’s very happy to master a new powerful system era."

In their eyes, this is indeed despairing!

It’s akin to jumping from one hopeless deadlock of the prehistoric era to another desperate deadlock right in front!

It’s just prolonging one’s life, frantically struggling.

"Then since you know, why let us continue doing this?" Bailong asked.

Fu Qingjun remained silent.

Can’t just say I didn’t know before, right?

"There must always be some hope, always do something."

Fu Qingjun smiled slightly, "After all, everyone must have a direction to strive for."

The crowd thought carefully, indeed.

If they’re all about to die, rather know later than sooner.

Welcoming death in happy times of hard efforts is much better than waiting in despair.

"Then, coming to find us now..." The Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable stared at Fu Qingjun.

"Who said there was no hope at all?"

Fu Qingjun suddenly laughed, "There’s still some hope, just very slim, very small. Allowing you to resist freely is not completely in vain. At least you’ve developed strength and drawn in Celestial Venerables, which is stronger than having done nothing."

"Then, what is the hope..." The Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable became excited.

After all, the previous Venerable of Creation, all he accomplished, was indeed visible, creating one unbelievable miracle after another.

And they...

"Find the last person, Amiro." Fu Qingjun said.

"Amiro’s reincarnated form??"

They exchanged a glance.

Amiro, Hermes, Jiaxia.

Jiaxia has already appeared, Hermes’ reincarnated form has also awakened in this era, two people have already appeared.

But the last Amiro, in their eyes...

"Amiro, isn’t that you?" Bailong Celestial Venerable widened his eyes and said.

After all, Amiro is the reincarnated form of life, and life originates from prehistoric times. By all means, it’s the Venerable of Creation.

Previously, they all thought so. Did the Venerable of Creation then tell them it’s not the case?

"Then it’s understandable that I am both Amiro and not Amiro." Fu Qingjun suddenly said, "He is the first in line, representing life, and life isn’t just one. He exists within all life forms, exists within you and me. Until we truly awaken him, will there be that slim hope of defeating the opponent."

The crowd chewed on this carefully,

A person to awaken him?

"How to awaken him?" Bailong Celestial Venerable asked.

"Obtain cicada shell data from several prehistoric cosmos." Fu Qingjun said.

Prehistoric cosmos cicada shell?

They completely misunderstood what this term was.

Fu Qingjun was not surprised and explained patiently the true structure outside the cosmos. They listened and were greatly shaken.

The remnants of cosmos shedding repeatedly?

Like thirty epoch tombs on a highway?

And that behind-the-scenes one, the white palace established outside the cosmos?

These pieces of information greatly impacted their minds.

Ultimately, they were mere beings within a cosmic era, with limited insight, like men in bottles unable to see the outside scenery, which was natural.

Only the cosmic eagle that leaps through epochs can study this truth.

Even if it were the Immortal and Primordial Longevity, if they rotted successfully, traveled to the next era, only then could one venture into this direction.

"With thirty-plus prehistoric eras, it shows how insignificant we are." Primordial Longevity’s gaze was both longing and reflective.

Yet the Immortal Celestial Venerable said, "But, to find Amiro’s reincarnated form, we must search for cicada shell data of the cosmos! This data can only be observed and studied in that cosmic white palace, in other words, in the hands of that prehistoric existence."

This is a very realistic problem.

This data is undoubtedly in the opponent’s possession, they spent countless eras and a long time observing, getting the research results, how could they possibly obtain it?

"So, do you understand?" Fu Qingjun said, "For us to straightforwardly defeat the opponent, it’s impossible... We must bypass the opponent and research how to climb the white palace and obtain the data inside."

"Build a bridge openly while sneaking through a passage?" Bailong was startled, his eyes flickering, "It seems we are to defeat him externally, while secretly, risking death, we need to seize the opponent’s data?"

"Yes!"

Fu Qingjun became stern.

"But, how to do it?" Bailong questioned inwardly.

Fu Qingjun’s lips lifted, "This will depend on your efforts."

"Depend on us? Still us?" Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable snapped out of it.

"I believe in you."

Fu Qingjun said, "Even without trust, I believe in you, believe in Immortal and Primordial Longevity, you two, even without trust, I believe you can save this cosmos."

"I beg you." The figure of the Venerable of Creation gradually disappeared into the air, "Whether everything can be saved, this future depends on you. Without trust, only your hearts can resist decay."

The Venerable of Creation completely vanished.

Leaving only the stunned crowd, looking at each other.

Depend on us?

In other words, we have the chance to enter that white palace?

But this is simply impossible! Why should we have this chance, why should the opponent trust us? That’s the most valuable data in the cosmos, critical research documents from prehistoric existence.

Just as they thought this...

Crack!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt streaked through the cosmos.

A text appeared in the sky, "I am the ruler of the prehistoric epoch, specially inviting Celestial Venerables of the current age to conspire with me in forging the grand scheme of the cosmos and the epoch reform!"

What???

So quickly???

Instantly, all the Celestial Venerables at the Divine Demon Night Banquet were stupefied.

They had just completed building this Celestial Dao super weapon, and that legendary prehistoric existence couldn’t help but show up?

"Hahaha, so restless, wanting to strike immediately, apparently seeing the strength of us Celestial Venerables, feeling imminent danger!" One Celestial Venerable laughed aloud, "Indeed, if given some more time to consolidate, we will become stronger and stronger, leaving the opponent no chance of victory."

"No, no, no, in my opinion, it’s not so."

A prudent Celestial Venerable calculated on fingers and pointed out the truth, "Actually, we are both in a race against time! Only just completed building our Celestial Dao weapons, racing time, the opponent surely constructed theirs at the same time!"

The crowd was stunned, smiled, and nodded, saying indeed it’s so!

After all, both sides were racing against time to build their Celestial Dao Divine Artifacts, completing at the same time is reasonable.

"Hahaha! It’s a pity the opponent racing against time wanting us dead, yet still slower by a bit."

"Exactly! Had he been faster by a few years, no one in the world would be his match! We’d still have to flee and establish the Thirty-Three Celestial Venerable Revolutionary Army, build treasures, alas..."

"Now, we hold 70% of the rules, fighting his 30%, leaving him almost no chance of victory!"

"Not true. Everyone needs not be overly arrogant, caution is still required. After all, we are controlled by a group while he is singular, and his combat power is far above ours, be careful."

The Celestial Venerables argued incessantly, not knowing what awaited them.