My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 402 - 388: The Legendary Cosmic Will?

In the heavens, he endured enough, submissively silent, and struck hard underground.

Fu Qingjun thought as much, yet others thought so too and acted faster than him.

At this moment,

In the Shushan Land, Immortal Ancestor Bailong was still pondering development,

"It’s truly unexpected that the immortal cultivation system I created has become the ultimate trend in the universe, with countless celestial beings descending to reincarnate as immortals and demons!"

He found it extremely inconceivable and attributed the reason to being the legendary reincarnation of Hormes, the Ancient God bringing "knowledge" to all beings.

Thinking back, it indeed fits, having brought knowledge to the entire universe, quite earth-shattering...

"It’s just a pity the time is still short."

Bailong mused, "Though I’m confident I can reach the pinnacle, at least becoming a high-ranking Saint, time is lacking, and opportunities are few. I can only resort to slow progress, unable to lead Earth’s civilization in this era’s rise."

"In past years, Jiaxia led civilization to rise, creating the brilliant Sunflower Dynasty, but today I lament in my heart, ’Am I truly...Hormes?’"

He continued to be conflicted over this due to Fu Qingjun’s deceit.

Beside him, the Gray Light Goddess Amia stood silently behind this man, completely won over.

During this period, she had come to understand this man’s astounding talents, and knew that the shocking rise of the Immortal Ancestor was linked to this mysterious man without a known identity, altering many ancient Hongmeng Celestial Venerables because of him.

Who truly is this man?

Amiro, Hormes, Jiaxia, Divine Demon Night Banquet — these enigmatic legends were initially unbelievable to her, though she found them incredible.

What reincarnation of the Ancient Cosmos consciousness rules, the "Universe’s Will" descending to resist those saintly thieves, to resist those saints who were parasites...

But cosmic rules don’t have self-consciousness, right?

According to ancient records, Saints came from beyond the universe, extracting strands of rules from the universe’s "great egg" membrane; the universe does not resist, and its rules don’t have consciousness...

Yet now, she was trapped in disbelief.

Who precisely is Jiaxia?

Did he truly exist in ancient times?

She hesitated.

Crack.

Suddenly, a sound came from the void.

"Bailong, it’s been a long time."

A phantom gradually formed in the void, a majestic, robust, handsome monarch slowly emerged.

Seeing this figure, the Gray Light Goddess Amia’s pupils widened immediately, hastily bowing and kneeling: "Summer...Summer Celestial Venerable! Why have you come?"

Bailong looked at the man before him, with the ancient Jiaxia’s face indeed bearing a resemblance to Qin Hong. Yet as he listened, a familiar voice spoke, "You’re not Emperor Xia, but Liu Luo, right?"

"It’s me, but now, I am the true Summer Celestial Venerable." Liu Luo smiled warmly, his gaze turning sentimental, "It really has been billions of years since we last met."

Billions of years...

The Gray Light Goddess Amia was greatly shocked, murmuring internally, "High and mighty Summer Celestial Venerable, one of the greatest figures in the 33 heavens, turned out to be the civilization’s legendary Jiaxia?? And he knows Bailong, hasn’t seen him for billions of years, so Bailong is indeed the reincarnation of that ancient person, Hormes?"

The Gray Light Goddess dared not utter a word, curled up and kowtowed on the ground like a snail.

I’m going to die,

I must die,

I know too much, and as a mere lower-ranking saint on Earth, there’s a possibility of being killed to silence me. These are the ancient machinations of the Celestial Venerables.

A group of monsters who have lived for billions of years.

"Bailong, did you find a woman?" Liu Luo looked at the trembling Gray Light Goddess in surprise.

"No, just an ally." Bailong shook his head, changing the topic: "Since you’re here, where did the real Jiaxia go?"

Liu Luo’s response turned serious, "Well, he went to a mysterious place to execute a certain plan, even my true self is not here, it went along with Jiaxia, only a fragment remains; but believe me, a fragment of a Celestial Venerable is enough to crush all high-ranking Saints below Celestial Venerable."

"Below Celestial Venerable, all are ants."

Confident in himself, Liu Luo continued, "That’s why I secretly separated a fragment here, thinking you need me."

"Aren’t you just coming back to show off, Liu Luo, returning gloriously home?" A voice in the shadows spoke, surprisingly it was Moro again hiding, "My dear disciple, I know you! You are such a vain demon, worthy of my teaching —"

Whoosh!

Liu Luo opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking Moro entirely into his mouth.

"Rebellious disciple! Rebellious disciple!" Moro was twisted into a light, wailing bitterly, "Although I’m the Imperial Tutor of Celestial Venerable, extremely noble, you still remain this defiant!!"

Liu Luo chomped a few times, "Hmm, it’s been billions of years since we last met, but teacher still tastes the same."

"....."

The Gray Light Goddess was utterly stunned.

She could no longer comprehend their words, but was certain of seeing before her the Summer Celestial Venerable, who knew Bailong for billions of years, and self-claimed teacher of Summer Celestial Venerable, Moro?

What kind of monsters did she accept back then that ascended to the upper realm?

Before, she thought Moro meddlesome, wanting to kill him, listening in everywhere. Now realizing she nearly perished.

"Don’t be smug, Liu Luo, back then you were just like the others, there are many similar to you, only you had the advantage of time." Moro snarled, "Give us the same treatment, even a pig, Buddha, Bailong, Ziying, Isaac... could reach your height."

"Whom are you insulting?"

Qin Hong overheard and came over, as Earth’s civilization suddenly had a Universe Celestial Venerable’s support, akin to dreaming.

"Nothing seems to change about you." Liu Luo’s expression grew complex.

Old friends of billions of years ago, the scenes of farces once occurred in Shushan Land seemed vividly before his eyes, becoming white moonlight hidden deep in his heart.

"Were we once friends?"

Liu Luo smiled faintly, this Summer Celestial Venerable gazed at the expanse of Shushan Land, saying with a smile: "Everyone, I’m back."

"I’ve returned not only for you but to comprehend the future trend, Divine Demon Night Banquet, Amiro, Hormes, Jiaxia, these ancient riddles, what precisely they are!"

"Any clues?" Bailong asked.

"The grander the perspective, the stronger the cultivation, naturally aiding in understanding some future trends and possibilities of the universe."

With a low voice, Liu Luo continued, "Summer Emperor and I have speculated some possibilities, the origins of Divine Demon Night Banquet, and a certain trend... to confirm it, he and I went to a place, wanting to deduce the real trend and validate our hypothesis."

"What hypothesis?" Bailong asked again.

Liu Luo, not one to conceal himself, still bore a proud smile: "Perhaps, we’re indeed the three sections of the Cosmic Creator God’s Will!"

As those words fell, the Gray Light Goddess felt as if struck by lightning in her mind, trembling even more, the Cosmic Creator God’s Will.

Could the universe truly be alive?