My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 540 - 526: Buried in the Heavens, Entombed in the Earth, Dead in the Past, Alive in the Present
Very soon, they began searching for the cosmic membrane of this Cosmic Era.
But they discovered something very strange,
no relics were left behind, absolutely spotless, no prehistoric presence of any Cosmic Era, no traces of smuggling into this era.
"What’s going on?"
"No one smuggled?"
"Wait a minute, why didn’t anyone smuggle? Could it be that they all slaughtered each other during the prehistoric times?"
"That’s unlikely."
"Then why didn’t they smuggle?"
...
Everyone felt puzzled, staring blankly at that prehistoric Cosmic Era in the distance along the river.
At this moment, Nether Celestial Venerable spoke: "What’s your opinion on the rules for the protagonist of the previous prehistoric Cosmic Era?"
Chen Nianzi replied seriously, "According to the current conjecture, the protagonist of the Taiyuan Dynasty is Yuanxiu, and the protagonist of the Oath Dynasty is the Oath. Among the four great rules of life, Yuanshou and Oath have already emerged. These two more prehistoric rules must be either Undying or Creation."
"Makes sense."
"So, which one is more distant among the prehistoric Era Dynasties, Undying or Creation?"
They began to discuss.
Only Fu Qingjun, hidden in the shadows, knew the truth - it is Undying.
Because that’s the only one left.
Currently, the correct sequence for updating cosmic rules should be:
The Undying Dynasty, ruled by ???, ruling an unknown era,
The Primordial Longevity Dynasty, ruled by Yuanxiu, ruled for thirteen eras,
The Oath Dynasty, ruled by Wen Ce, ruled for four eras,
The Creation Dynasty, ruled by Fu Qingjun, ruled for less than one era... It hasn’t had the chance to rise before being overthrown... He’s the last one, extremely miserable, just about to enjoy, only to be overthrown.
"However, it makes sense, it’s as though I’ve seen some truths of the universe again."
"Undying, Yuanshou, Oath, Creation, the four great rules of life, each ruling four epochs."
"Life... ruling epochs!"
"Isn’t this predestined in the unseen forces? Because life, destined to be the protagonist of the universe, is the ordained number of the great Dao!"
Fu Qingjun pondered, the confusion in his heart gradually clearing up.
"Moreover, according to the principle of faster iteration with higher version updates, according to the cosmic laws I researched, the principle of ’later ones being shorter,’ the Undying Dynasty must have a longer rule period than the thirteen epochs."
"It could very well be over twenty epochs."
"But the universe only has over 30 metamorphoses, which means, it dominated from the beginning of time to this current point in front of me." Fu Qingjun looked at the sky.
Undying...
Undying...
He muttered,
this involves the rules of life energy, life soul, ghost, spirit, emotions.
Representing eerie, horror, evil, mystery,
not necessarily more capable of living than Yuanshou, but at least not much weaker, how come there were no traces smuggled into this later era, in this environment akin to an Era of Truth junction, leaving behind relics?
The more Fu Qingjun thought, the more bizarre it felt, suddenly having a terrifying idea, "Could it be, they never planned to smuggle into the future eras? Never even came, thus making the future so clean? Resulted in the Qianyuan Celestial Court throughout generations having no records of prehistoric universes!"
"But, why would they choose death over smuggling?"
In his daze, he had a ghastly thought.
"Could it be that they... truly understood the essence of Undying, perhaps they are the most ancient and revered sage among human beings in the universe..."
Just then, some Celestial Venerables, continuously traveling, investigating, researching, swept across the cosmic membrane, suddenly found a tablet at a place.
"I found it!"
"I found it! It’s a prehistoric relic!"
With the sound, countless Celestial Venerables gathered around.
They saw an ancient, twisted, dark tombstone crookedly inserted in the cosmic membrane, like a black token, thrown into this universe from the distant sky of the cosmos,
Above, it bore an inscription:
[The universe is a terrifying, invincible dead object, in whose silent eternity even the most enduring of beings will pass away; within this dead object, only the deceased can live forever.]
The deceased live forever.
Fu Qingjun’s expression slightly changed, "Could it be that..."
...
...
On the other side.
"Cowardly, truly cowardly."
Celestial Venerable Wen Ce moved quickly, already stepping onto a pitch-black land filled with graves,
"They don’t dare to enter, yet I have already set foot here; they have vast family fortunes and would naturally be cautious, not to mention, this place is indeed eerie and dangerous if it weren’t for me having seen through the real and unreal of this prehistoric mysterious dynasty, anyone else coming in would be seeking death."
When he saw that tombstone, it was as if he saw the greatest truth of the universe, the most terrifying fact. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Perhaps, only I could deduce it."
"However, I indeed feel younger and younger, my thoughts colliding, reaching a certain height, surpassing my youthful self, immediately seeing through the great horror of this prehistoric era."
He seemed like a traveler of the eras, stepping onto the source road of the river of time.
At this moment, he seemed to see an even more colossal and terrifying ancient puppet master, entrenched at the source of the universe, ruling over twenty or more epochs of heaven and earth.
"Even I am ashamed before this person,"
This young man, still thinking of himself as Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, said lightly, "My decay is nothing compared to his tenth, he is indeed the universe’s greatest hidden puppeteer!"
"The reason he doesn’t smuggle into the future era, is because he knows, the river of time will eventually reverse; someone will reverse the molts of each universe, just waiting in his universe, he would awaken from antiquity."
"Why?"
"He’s so certain the river of time will reverse?"
"Because the rule of reversing the river of time, the law of reviving the ancient cosmos, precisely is something he created and deduced!"
Celestial Venerable Wen Ce got goosebumps, muttering, "When the universe began, there was no cosmic molt, it was because of him that cosmic molting came to be."
"The so-called cosmic molt is essentially an empty shell of a True Spirit, a cosmic mummy, which he used his own Undying rule to preserve the Eternal Tombstone of True Spirits."
"It’s the grave he built for himself."
"When someone discovers this secret, surely someone will follow the tombs he left behind, reviving him from the most distant era, awakening his once sole, overpowering celestial dominion."
"This is the grand trend."
"He saw this future grand trend as the protagonist of that era’s universe."
"But as a later-coming protagonist, I am not as foresighted as he," Celestial Venerable Wen Ce said, looking at the molts of an Undying Cosmic Dynasty, seeing ancient and vast tombstones of deceased universes.
The man was like an ancient emperor, building his own tomb with terracotta warriors and horses, waiting for descendants to awaken him one day.
Looking at this universe of this lifetime, he seemed to see a towering, immense black tombstone,
How terrifying is this?
Buried in heaven, entombed on earth, died in the past, living in the present.
"This is unimaginably terrifying."
He sighed, "He’s waiting for future generations to dig up his grave! Excavate his tomb! Light incense for him! Then let me light some incense for him."
