My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 517 - 503: Too Deep into the Role
Stunned!
Everyone was stunned!
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Even Lian You Celestial Venerable, an outsider, was left in awe, discovering that the prehistoric true identity of Venerable of Creation was actually the last Emperor of the legendary ancient Post-Primordial Celestial Court!?
He had heard of the incompetence of this being!
Thinking about it now, the trajectory of Venerable of Creationβs life has become clear.
The last Emperor, hiding his identity as a dim ruler, sought to restore the glory, ultimately defeated by Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, becoming the loser of the Era of Truth Universe!
However, this last Emperor was not resigned!
He feigned death to escape, hid his identity, became Venerable of Creation, and traveled to future eras with Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, enduring hardships to preserve the lineage of his royal family in secret plans...
But in the end, he succeeded.
He preserved the lineage of Vortex Country, then carried on the lineage of the later Earthβs humans, passing down through generations without loss.
In the eyes of Lian You Celestial Venerable, a hero who cuts a tragic and inspiring figure, the life of the last Emperor gradually comes to light, filled with anger, persistence, and tireless efforts to maintain the glory of ancient eras, and to restore peace to the world!
What manner of hero is this?
Lian You Celestial Venerable fully sighed,
the mysteries of the entire Cosmic Eraβs history, the grudges and emotions between Celestial Venerable Wen Ce and Venerable of Creation, across time and space, have finally been fully understood!
"Youβre truly remarkable."
Qin Hong also eventually sighed, saying: "Back then, at the initial moment of the fog-laden apocalypse ruins on Earth, you, as God, opened the passage to the past, allowing us to return and change the past, alter the tragic fate of Earthβs fog..."
Emperor Qianyuan couldnβt fully recall, but nodded nonetheless.
These are actions from his future self; he must not let down the aspirations of his descendants.
After all, Qin Hong and others, reincarnating at random into some other planets, are now part of different races and do not show any bloodline connection.
But Emperor Qianyuan clearly knew, they were family.
"Now, as always, it remains so."
Qin Hong sighed, "Time after time, remaking the past, it was always your style, waiting patiently for billions of years, turning away from all beings, only hoping for a chance to change past tragedies."
Never has Venerable of Creation changed.
He changes the "previous past" by heading towards the "next future," its his signature move.
Looking at the Emperor Qianyuan sitting on the throne, though young and green, he does not yet exhibit the later splendor and stature of Venerable of Creation, but Qin Hong cannot help but believe it.
This is indeed Venerable of Creation in his youth.
As Emperor Qianyuan looked at everyone, feelings of sorrow arose uncontrollably, and he spoke with complexity: "Although not fully awakened, with some memories still dormant, I have learned some life experiences."
He could not comprehend those hundreds of billions of years of loneliness and torment.
That must have been purgatory-like suffering; this is a chance created from the vicissitudes of the future self for the current self to change destiny, how could he not cherish it?
Risking the past and the future, how could it be possible for me to lose again???
"The glory of our civilization must not be extinguished."
"I must rally once again, given a second chance in life, I must defeat Celestial Venerable Wen Ce!"
His gaze swept across, exuding the domineering majesty of an emperor and a hero, "To protect this era of our Primordial Celestial Court from destruction! To protect our descendants, the Earthlings, allowing them to find happiness in Cosmic Paradise!"
"In both past lives and present, I must defeat Celestial Venerable Wen Ce and restore peace to the cosmos!"
He exclaimed, full of ambition.
Fu Qingjun watching from the shadows couldnβt help but be moved.
He was already deeply into the character, almost possessed.
But it was probably inevitable.
After all, if it were you, facing tragedy and despair, suddenly knew that your future self, hidden behind the scenes, had endured trillions of hardships to return to this era and create opportunities for your younger self, what then?
Such surging emotions, such unwillingness, anger, hatred, would turn into the strongest power, encouraging oneself to push forward no matter the cost, even life!
"Furthermore, to be a sorrowful and magnificent righteous hero like him, indeed fell in history, no matter how brilliant his talents were, he could not act against fate."
Fu Qingjun sighed in his heart, sitting back on his chair elegantly, enjoying the meal while listening to the young girl beside him playing the suona, "The last Emperor, a true prehistoric hero, just and passionate; Iβm seeking for Celestial Venerable Wen Ce his worthy prehistoric adversary, hoping he can hold up." "But, can he withstand it?"
"My layout has only just begun."
Fu Qingjun with serene calm in his heart.
"Dear disciple." Fu Qingjun suddenly spoke.
"Master, whatβs up?" The adorable eyes of the little girl turned.
"Stop pretending to be cute, youβre already hundreds of years old." Fu Qingjun gave her a glance, his dear disciple is good in everything but exceedingly scheming, ruthless in dealing with those she worked for under him.
"My cuteness is only for you and Sister Chen Weizhu." The little girl said earnestly.
"Play a lament, I wish to perform rites for an old friend, to bid farewell." Fu Qingjun stood up, tipping his goblet in the air.
With serious intent, the little girl played the suona, coolly contemplating: This mysterious master, who could be such an important friend?
And yet, Master Qing Jun, are you indeed not worried?
The neighbor Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, relying on the superiority of prehistoric memory, is sweeping through the rules of the Forest of Truth crazily?
Though itβs one thing regarding the Master, to my eyes Venerable of Creation is the main event!
Venerable of Creation, isnβt his reincarnation yet to appear?
If he doesnβt emerge, it will be too late!
Itβs already at a critical juncture now.
Now that Celestial Venerable Wen Ceβs forces are growing stronger, if he doesnβt show his hidden tactics, Celestial Venerable Wen Ce might reclaim the cosmosβ rule.
From his perspective, Venerable of Creation must have something in store.
Otherwise, it would be impossible not to lure this opponent into this era for the final showdown!
But with no action now, heβs a bit anxious, could he have no tactics, or has some unforeseen occurrence happened and Venerable of Creation hasnβt awakened in this lifetime?
If thatβs indeed the case, I would have quite literally backfired my own schemes!
I canβt handle the Celestial Venerable Wen Ce Iβve crafted with my own hands!
Initially, I had thought to rely on Venerable of Creationβs hidden means, exert pressure in this life strongly upon him and blend into young heroes...
"There is some trouble."
"But I know Venerable of Creation too well, such a dazzling figure, could he really make a mistake?" As the little girl played suona, she suddenly recalled that Qin Hong surrendered to the Post-Primordial Celestial Court.
She certainly understood the ruthless nature of this woman, one who would not surrender until death.
"Could it be that Venerable of Creation has already regained memory, and is precisely someone from the Post-Primordial Celestial Court?" He deserved to be the oldest existence, immediately guessing at the truth.
