My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 541 - 527: Suspicion

Endless matter surges forth with the Era, vast and boundless.

This matter continually nourishes the withered, ancient, black tree, revitalizing it, bringing this old, decayed era back to life, as if dry wood blossomed anew.

Rumble!!!

He seemed like an old man shedding his skin, slowly opening his eyes.

Within the Cosmic Era, ancient dark star graveyards shed their mottled, eerie black rust as withered hands climb out.

"I have been reborn."

Voices echo with timelessness and an indescribable joy.

Mighty beings of the Ancient Cosmic Forbidden Area stretch their bodies, awakening their slumbering warriors, like a precise gear, rapidly moving and operating frantically.

"Awaken my King."

"Ancient Celestial Venerables are on the verge of awakening."

"Look at the flow of the river of time, the main route has fully flooded into our Era!"

"It is flowing into our previous Era!"

...

They were born collectively, like an army of ancient soldiers, opening their sharp eyes.

Unlike the confusion of other Era Dynasties, they have awaited this moment for a long time.

Soon, amidst the highest palaces in the universe, accompanied by a massive influx of matter, a Cosmic Era Emperor finally awakened, opening eyes gleaming red,

"I am the final Emperor of the Twenty-First Dynasty of the Undying Era, Forbidden Destruction Celestial Venerable."

The Undying Dynasty once ruled for twenty-one generations of Eras.

They led the universe in twenty-one instances of creation and recreation, replaying earth, fire, wind, and thunder.

He was the final Emperor,

although a final ruler, he was not truly the last Emperor, an incompetent and absurd figure, leading to the Dynasty’s destruction.

His prowess was second to none in the Twenty-One Cosmic Eras, a talent and strategist, second only to the Progenitor Immortal Emperor, and it was not through him that the Dynasty fell, but through his sleep.

Crack.

With a wave of his hand, twenty-four Celestial Venerables on each side of the palace slowly awoke.

"Forty-nine Celestial Venerables, all awakened."

His eyes lowered, "Back then, my father, the Progenitor, foresaw that our Undying Dynasty would perish by the Twenty-First Dynasty, our bloodline dwindling as the ages progressed, and doltish rulers arising, so he had me sleep within the Undying Tomb, to cross into the final Dynasty, among the fools of our twentieth generation, to seize the twenty-first and plan for the terminal Era."

He was a second-generation offspring of the first Emperor, an ancient forbidden master, sent specially to the final Twenty-First to handle the Dynasty’s Era’s terminal sleep, and to deal with the resurrection of his father.

"We, the Undying Dynasty, have already awakened from the river of Eras."

His gaze swept over the forty-eight Celestial Venerables before him, "For you, as for me, our sense of time remains as it was the moment we fell asleep, yet in universal time, countless billions of years have unknowingly passed!"

"For future Eras, who knows how the versions have updated? How many layers have the Era Celestial Venerable evolved to?"

He slowly spoke, "To all Space Celestial Venerables, awaken the Saints of the Era Celestial Hall, have them divine and observe the stars, study celestial phenomena, and report back on the geometry of future Cosmic Eras. Where in the update of universal rules has the main character been? Come report this."

"Yes!"

Celestial Venerables below voiced acknowledgment and disappeared from their spots.

Forbidden Destruction Celestial Venerable swept his gaze, addressing other Celestial Venerables, "Time Celestial Venerables, monitor the changes in our Cosmic Era, oversee the timing transformations within the seventy million types of galaxies, river systems, and star clusters under the governance of the Cosmic Celestial Court. If there are anomalies, newcomers from future generations sneaking into our Era, report and capture them!"

"Yes!"

Time Celestial Venerables vanished, dispersing into this world.

A succession of commands appeared almost anticipated, with precise execution as if waiting for this moment.

...

"Forbidden Universe Master."

The phantom of Fu Qingjun sat beside the imperial seat, composed, accompanying him in observing the subjects below, as the commanding and remarkable Cosmic Era Emperor was issuing orders,

curiously examining him.

Regrettably, the other appeared unaware of Fu Qingjun’s presence.

Seventeen Eras have passed; the rules reached a 100% success rate...

From a 70% chance to 100% for my son!

The fracturing universes before his eyes all split according to his rules, becoming his people.

One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things...

Fu Qingjun turned "one" and "two" into his rules, and no matter how they divided, they were his.

"All the Saints of the Celestial Courts, begin pacifying their stellar domains... Cosmic fusion is soon to bring great change, whoever masters the rules of the next main character shall possess the world..."

The Forbidden Universe Celestial Emperor was still issuing commands, "Let the Saints and scholars observe universal changes, identify trends, and nourish military forces to be used when needed."

Yet Fu Qingjun remained composed by his side.

He knew infecting them wasn’t the decisive victory,

the opposing side was only a strong competitor, abruptly emerging, attracting universal attention, making all marvel at their immense plan... deeply feared and revered.

But they were not the true protagonists.

They even knew they were not the protagonists, awaiting the trend’s change, for the dramatic evolution from cosmic fusion! To find new protagonist rules...

"They are searching; am I not searching too?"

Fu Qingjun crossed his legs, overlooking the Celestial Court beneath in recollection, appearing calm, "Once the protagonist appears, they will undoubtedly overthrow my old rule, much as I overthrew Celestial Venerable Wen Ce alongside my sworn allies, they will overthrow my son’s followers, and once they emerge... my rules will likely fall 99%, and his rules will escape my control!"

Fu Qingjun awaited that moment’s arrival.

He was highly vigilant, knowing the new cosmic trend’s protagonist would appear, new era heroes would arise, transforming him into a towering, dreaded dark dragon awaiting its challenger!

"His rules, breaking free from my control might mirror my defeat of Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, not reducing my universe control 99%, 98%... much like I defeated Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, crushing me."

Fu Qingjun felt a huge unease and panic.

In theory, if that rule becomes the protagonist, escaping his control, he should sense it. After all, at that 99%, he would know who that 1% change’s new protagonist is.

Yet Fu Qingjun felt matters were far from simple!

"What’s called a trend? Being unpredictable is essential, thrusting aside old rule; only such is a trend." Fu Qingjun watched the pre-modern governance by Celestial Venerable, coldly in thought, "I have a hunch this trend change is beyond anything I’ve anticipated and will overthrow my rule."