My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 386 - 372: Entering the Chaos Outer Domain

Chapter 386: Chapter 372: Entering the Chaos Outer Domain

The Celestial Venerables present spoke with plain words, as if they were long-lost old friends, discussing trivial matters.

Even for them, there was something uniquely precious about their enemies.

At this moment, they would not move against the Nether Celestial Venerable,

because seizing the opposing rules deity position was no longer necessary,

joining forces to suppress the opponent in this battle would affect the entire Cosmic Continent,

and it was unnecessary to arouse suspicion among all beings now. They would wait for the new universe to be established, when the situation was settled, before eradicating the opponent completely.

Besides, they had even more terrifying enemies.

Enemies enough to make them vigilant, worthy of being called true adversaries.

"The Demon Venerables beyond Chaotic Heaven..."

"Another of us, with power comparable to ours, is the real enemy."

Those Demon Venerables are indelible.

Because the Celestial Venerables, wielding the Celestial Dao’s authority, periodically absorb vast streams of information from the universe, they must regularly sever distractions, casting them outside the universe.

Previously, the Demon Venerables of the universe, due to internal rifts and fear of other false Celestial Venerables, could not join forces; each was a lone ranger, easy to defeat individually...

But now?

The Venerable of Creation completed the final rule, making it possible to also clear away demonic thoughts.

Now it isn’t like before, killing them would mean their resurrection!

As long as the Celestial Venerables ruled the Celestial Dao, these demonic thoughts would once again coalesce, but now having killed them, they truly die!

Would they willingly wait for death?

"Our Cosmic Continent has been in conflict with the external Chaotic Demon Venerables for too long, but currently, it may be the last one. They know that if they die, they won’t resurrect, suppressed within as Demon Infants, enduring eternal suffering, which would drive them to unprecedented frenzy and resistance. But if we win, there will be no more hidden worries."

"We overthrew the 33 Celestial Venerables of the God Realm effortlessly, because they were us, but overthrowing those 33 Demon Venerables is quite tricky..."

They conversed with each other.

Establishing the Demon Realm as the outer shell, replacing the God Realm, is natural, but the war with external forces is what’s most crucial!

"The expedition against the external forces is feared to begin soon."

One Celestial Venerable after another slowly stood up, with a profound ancient majesty behind them, like ancient cosmic divine emperors.

"That Venerable of Creation has been missing, perhaps laying the groundwork here, waiting for us. He wants to drive our demonic thoughts to a dead end, so they’ll fight desperately to defeat us."

"As expected of the Venerable of Creation."

They exchanged their views.

...

Fu Qingjun was having a meal with Little Trumpet.

After finishing the meal, he started studying the Earth Shushan Civilization under his command.

Ziying, Isaac, and others were constantly advancing in realms, for they were the first batch to enter the Immortal and Demon Races, seizing the advantage, they even subdued some weaker Rule Saints, using them as Nascent Souls within.

It was considered the first step forward.

As for Immortal Ancestor Bailong, he was still researching the new race he was given.

As for the demon city on the Grey Fish side...

It was unbearable to look at.

Fu Qingjun seemed rather indifferent upon seeing this,

having just ascended to the higher realm, for a short time, he was powerless to resist the exploitation by those Celestial Venerables.

If a young person who has cultivated for decades could wipe out all the ancient foxes of hundreds of billions of years, it would only be a dream!

There is no rush, and no way about it.

...

Time passed just like that, yet another century elapsed.

The whole land entered a new golden era, transformed, with rules flowing everywhere, used as Nascent Souls within, reminiscing the original rule era, opportunities abounding.

The whole Cosmic Land seemed renewed.

On this day, a piece of news arrived:

"The God Realm has been broken! The God Realm has been broken!"

The entire world erupted.

"The Venerable of Creation, leading his Celestial Venerables, defeated those decayed beings and successfully occupied the God Realm; the world will usher in a new era!"

"All the Rule Saints, delighted in conversation with the Venerable of Creation, have returned to the universe, and reconstruction is imminent!"

"Yes, all Rule Saints have returned, uniting together, suppressing the external Chaotic Demon Venerables, turning them into the Demon Race’s Demon Infants. Then, rule can return, and reconstruction can be complete!"

The news spread, and the whole world rejoiced.

This era is unprecedented, as if a fresh surge of vitality is flowing; the era of rule monopoly has passed, with new opportunities, new rules of the throne, and all relying on one’s own talent, effort, and opportunity...

The entire universe, too, unified like never before, united in unison to eradicate external Demon Venerables.

For it was not just for the completion of the universe but also for their own self-interest!

Once becoming the hero of this land, defeating the Demon King, one could not only receive the praise and endless glory of all beings but also acquire the Demon King’s power, becoming the high and mighty new Demon Venerable.

Who doesn’t long for it?

Power, fame, wealth, eternity—it’s all there!

Countless young talents and sects broke free from lethargy, striving to cultivate geniuses, hoping to bet on breeding a future Saint with all their might.

In an instant, talents emerged across the entire Cosmic Land.

"This is the great momentum, the new Cosmic Era, the momentum before the creation of the new universe, where talents and prodigies must emerge to support this era."

Fu Qingjun was heading towards the chaotic outer region, entering the deepest parts, "Unfortunately, the momentum that should have been mine, belonging to Vortex Country, prepared with the lifelong effort of countless beings, had its fruits stolen by those rascals. Those grand paths, they are enjoying the great momentum, nominally venerating me, the so-called Celestial Venerable Emperor who never appeared."

Fu Qingjun did not feel humiliated.

He merely knew that the weak would be bullied; being weak means there is no other possibility than being eliminated,

Having just ascended and being discovered by the Celestial Venerables was inevitable, but not being killed is perhaps the best start, as for how these capitalists exploit him as a laborer, let them have their way...

As long as they don’t discover his true identity and capture his true body, there remains the possibility of secretly eliminating them.

"My only quick rise hope is Jiaxia."

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "Those Celestial Venerables have completely read me, and counted all my cards. To win against them, I can only find a card they can’t anticipate, and they would never expect that I, a Celestial Venerable mastering the rules of life, have secretly used the rules of time to send Jiaxia back hundreds of billions of years. He is mine."

This was his variable.

The accidental skin-shedding strategy of himself.

"Jiaxia..." Fu Qingjun stepped into the chaotic exterior region, took a deep breath,

"By process of elimination, he couldn’t be on the Cosmic Continent, he should be hiding in the external regions.... very likely in the deepest, Demon Venerable-dominated chaotic regions, maybe even hiding himself as a Demon Venerable."

Why?

Because Jiaxia’s negative personality, Demon Venerable, is already among the thirty-three heavens.

Thus, his normal personality should conversely have the potential to exchange identities vastly, and being a Demon Venerable is very likely.

He needed to delve into this side, attempt a second search, and reclaim the Jiaxia he sent to prehistoric times.

"That’s right, no matter how those Celestial Venerables act on me, I’ll just lie flat, ignore them, I am merely an emotionless Jiaxia recovery machine now." Fu Qingjun, following a Demon Race team, muttered to himself in silence.