My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 567 - 553: Little Horn’s Great Awakening

"Deservedly known as the Grand Ancestor of the Tombstone, his method of feigning death is well-practiced," Fu Qingjun remarked helplessly.

He was indeed hidden within the Cosmic Membrane.

"But this time he did not lie; he truly is dead."

Fu Qingjun observed carefully and was surprised, "The version of him inside here is just the one from the time of creation, a young and naive one who doesn’t remember what happened afterward."

Just like those powerful figures from past Cosmic Eras,

Similar to Grand Ancestor Qianxiu,

The truly mighty Grand Ancestor Qianxiu, who once ruled numerous Taiyuan Dynasties, in his mature stage, had indeed perished in the river of history...

Now resurrected, he merely reawakens the True Spirit from the river of time on the Cosmic Membrane, resetting the era of the universe in which he was born, starting everything anew from his youthful days.

The self within here is also like this,

The youngest version from the era when the cosmos was created, unaware of what came afterward.

"He is pleading for me to spare him."

Fu Qingjun suddenly closed his eyes, sensing his requiem, "His final words said that he truly is dead, asking me not to come looking for him again... this sentence is indeed correct."

The truly mighty, who had reigned over countless eras, had indeed chosen self-annihilation before his own eyes.

But another youthful version of him still lives, like other strong beings in the Cosmic Membrane, pleading with Fu Qingjun to let him go.

After all, the youthful self, just born on that timeline, doesn’t remember what he achieved in the future, nor does he know his future grandeur, nor does he recognize Fu Qingjun’s true visage, everything.

He is like Grand Ancestor Qianxiu in youth, unaware of his strong historical journey.

He is telling himself he poses no threat anymore.

"He is even telling me, at least give the youthful version of himself, the naive self from teenage years, a fair chance to compete with young prodigies from other times in this universe."

"Fairness!"

"Fairness!!"

"He created the greatest fairness in the universe, now what he seeks is merely fairness for himself."

Fu Qingjun suddenly laughed, awestruck by his wisdom and terror,

"He previously said, among us four Cosmic Emperors, we all bear the loneliness of eternity, in the face of the struggles and fears of cosmic inert objects, he instead envied Grand Ancestor Qianxiu, unlike us, because he became young again, he restarted, he doesn’t remember the eras he ruled."

This was his way of suggesting that if he completely lost, he would choose to become what he wants to be, as Grand Ancestor Qianxiu in youth has completely forgotten previous events, starting anew.

He had previously hinted, hoping for a chance from me.

"Deservedly known as... you..."

Rustle.

A gentle grasp wrapped around the True Spirit engraved on the Cosmic Membrane.

Fu Qingjun fell silent for a moment, and carefully checked the membrane data,

Indeed, there were no signs of any modifications, just his truly youthful self, with no hidden agenda.

Hesitating for a few seconds, this time Fu Qingjun finally did not act against this youthful version, but directly left, "You have given the entire universe its greatest fairness."

"You, as the oldest first-generation human hero in this vast cosmic history, allowed all the deceased, the living, the past, the future, the poor, the rich, to erase all previous achievements, gathering young again here for fair competition."

"No matter your personal motives or the cosmic trend driving you, you are destined to be recorded by the world, as the greatest hero pushing the great progression of the universe, without comparison."

"Because of you, the ultimate cosmos emerged, allowing everyone to transcend, to see the gate of the eighth step."

"Such a creator of fairness, naturally, deserves to possess fairness, the greatest fairness in the cosmos." Fu Qingjun’s eyelids drooped.

He satisfied all the requirements:

All the deceased, erased past achievements, gathered youthful heroes here again for fair competition.

Hahaha!!

"Marvelous!"

"Simply marvelous!"

"Responding correspondingly, you were actually waiting for me here."

Fu Qingjun suddenly laughed and moved away, his laughter echoed throughout the cosmos, leaving this ancient burial ruin with satisfaction,

"Deservedly known as you, calculating the future of the entire cosmos, the most intelligent and ancient emperor, you projected millions of future possibilities, ultimately choosing a future with a success rate of 0.000001% in the grand killing game, ensuring survival."

This old legendary Sovereign, despite being crushed with absolute combat power several hundredfold greater than his enemy, still survived,

His strength, indeed worthy of its name.

... 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

...

Fu Qingjun ultimately left.

He did not completely finish off Grand Ancestor Shisheng.

The necessity to kill him was due to him being a fatal threat,

He chose to abandon everything, having no threat anymore, Fu Qingjun wouldn’t be without the capacity to accommodate others.

Perhaps, it was the unseen cosmic trend driving Fu Qingjun to kill him, making himself but a puppet of the trend, the two had no real enmity.

Perhaps in their philosophical engagement, there arose a sense of mutual admiration.

"The trend, hmm?"

Fu Qingjun’s gaze sharpened, "Originally without shape or substance, even I find it hard to grasp you, but once you truly exist, as an entity with a position, then I don’t believe there aren’t opportunities to resist you, target you; nature, you are ultimately just a self-operating dead object following rules."

His figure gradually dissipated.

...

...

Time flew by.

Fu Qingjun single-handedly eradicated the entire Taichu Cosmos in secret.

However, nobody paid much attention.

Because the cosmic battle grew fiercer and fiercer,

The war of the Saints was overwhelming, prodigies emerged one after another, with qualifications at the Celestial Venerable level, simply everywhere.

Some outstanding Saints even merged with material plane positions, barely able to contend with traditional Celestial Venerables.

The battle was raging.

Indeed, there were those who noticed abnormalities: figures like Forbidden Destruction Celestial Venerable and others went to the original source cosmos to welcome their Grand Ancestors and then vanished.

That day in the court, everyone began to suspect internally.

"Something must have happened; if all was normal, they would’ve quickly merged the cosmos here and competed with us for opportunities, racing against time, unless they’ve turned against each other?"

Immortal Celestial Venerable sneered, "Heh, fighting is good, how could a group of descendants let the ancestors ride over them, I say, I’m strong myself, I have the chance to transcend!"

He spoke slyly.

"Why resurrect the ancient ancestors? Give it time, I will surely surpass them!"

Tang Meng shouted out, prideful, also a close-minded person, laughed slyly, "I think it’s good they’re fighting, lest they come out to snatch things from us!"

"Should we go in and check?" Qin Hong asked.

"No need."

The crafty Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable chuckled, "They are weaker than us by a long shot, but numerous Celestial Venerables have jointly closed the cosmic passage, should we break in, it would cost a lot, not worth it."

"Does what they experienced matter?"

"Not at all! No interest at all in knowing, as long as the cosmic trend grants us the world, we fight here, caring not where they perish!"

"Stepping back, perhaps it’s their plan after all, deceiving us into suspicion, inviting us to look, only to be trapped inside an elaborate ambush and be killed, that would be unfortunate." Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable saw clearly.

As an old decrepit being, he prioritized interests first, curiosity waned ages ago.

"I see it the same way."

Immortal Celestial Venerable laughed too, "After all, whether they fight internally or conspire, we remain unchanged, once resolved they will surely rush out to merge the cosmos and compete with us... and if they never come even better, missing the trend is waiting for their demise."

They were all very clever,

What is it to do with them??

You have to come out sooner or later, better if you don’t.

One less huge group of competitors, after all, they are a huge group of the cosmos’s oldest and mightiest emperors.

They continued competing, not bothering to check, allowing things to ferment a bit longer.

...

On the other side.

Little Trumpet was blowing a suona in Earth’s cafeteria,

I must say, since Earth gained sufficient standing in the cosmos, recognizing the Taiyuan Dynasty as ancestral kin, enjoying ample resources and treatment, life became carefree.

Even someone with no cultivation potential like Little Trumpet lived quite well.

Furthermore, she had a Sister Qin Hong serving as a Celestial Venerable in the cosmos’s strongest Celestial Court, who dared provoke her?

Pa pa pa! She blew her suona, feeling increasingly awake and clear-headed after restless nights filled with strange dreams.

In the dreams, there were many majestic and awe-inspiring scenes.

Little Trumpet gradually looked dazed, "Though Little Trumpet didn’t understand them, she was greatly amazed."