My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 427 - 413: Praise the Nameless God in the Void

Chapter 427: Chapter 413: Praise the Nameless God in the Void

On the Cosmic Land, the world was turning upside down.

In the concealed meeting of the Celestial Venerables, numerous avatars of the Celestial Venerables covertly arrived once again.

Their faces were tense and full of anger.

This was because they were infuriated by being deceived, manipulated, and used to slaughter each other for billions of years.

All the Celestial Venerables were ruthless.

Those who survived no longer had emotions like guilt or regret, their hearts were at peace, they did not regret slaughtering their companions, for the moment they struck with viciousness, they felt a decayed despair and knew they could never go back.

However, they could kill their companions and accept decadence, but they could not accept being manipulated, knowing it was all a hoax.

A maddening and intense anger filled their minds, making them want to fight to the death with the other side at all costs.

"Creation, it’s all your scheme, surely this is within your expectations too, can you tell us now? What should we do!"

"How do we turn the tables!"

They exchanged glances, knowing it was already the final doomsday era, the moment of the ultimate battle.

Fu Qingjun sat silently, his brain rapidly calculating everything, the oppressive sense of death, the oppression of cosmic annihilation, strongly suppressing the rapid operation of his mind.

He never imagined that the fate of the entire Cosmic Era would depend on such a weak and insignificant person like him.

If no solution could be found, doomsday would come for everyone across the cosmos.

Crash!!!

"A solution, we must find a solution."

The endless mortals under his command surged along their hair, converging into his mind, endless wisdom gathered, "Not enough, still not enough... just this wisdom."

Fu Qingjun suddenly opened his eyes, "I naturally have a way."

At this moment, even without a plan, he had to claim he had one, for struggling might lead to survival, while not struggling would mean certain death.

"What method?" asked the Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable and the Immortal Celestial Venerable.

"Firstly, the first step, you use your power to assist the mortals under your command, open your minds, completely accept my power, I need them," Fu Qingjun took a deep breath.

"We understand!"

The Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable and the Immortal Celestial Venerable exchanged glances, they had no choice.

And these things were incredibly simple for them.

But could they really defeat the opponent?

They could not fathom the significance of this.

...

At this time, countless residents of the Cosmic Continent looked up at the dark gigantic object in the sky, countless people despairing and suffering, knowing the entire universe had reached its final moment.

The Saints flew across the sky, continuously comforting the mortals under their command.

It’s not that they didn’t want to escape, but where could they flee?

The entire universe was inescapable, and all they could do was hope everything was within the Celestial Venerables’ plans, within the Venerable of Creation’s plan.

After all, as the dozens of Celestial Venerables propagated, the greatness and wisdom of the Venerable of Creation, overthrowing the decay of the old days and creating miracles, had long taken root in people’s hearts.

Crash!!

Suddenly, a voice whispered at the ear.

"For the entire universe, I need your power, please slowly raise your hands."

Every individual, every citizen, every Saint heard the same voice in their hearts simultaneously, as if it were ethereal, like a chant, like praise, like a hymn.

Everyone was stunned, but in the next second.

"It’s the oracle of the Venerable of Creation!"

"It’s the being who overthrew the Thirty-Three Celestial Venerables and created miracles!"

"At such a time, is this some kind of ritual to borrow our power?" "Can it be trusted? It’s not like it intends to use our lives, right?"

"No, I believe in the character of the Venerable of Creation, we can definitely win."

"Is this real?"

"There’s no choice but to trust him now."

The reputation of the Venerable of Creation, with every passing day, as the Celestial Venerables pushed the blame onto him, reached unimaginable heights.

This scene constantly unfolded across various places on the Cosmic Continent, people unanimously raising their hands, beginning to believe in him unconditionally.

"It seems something has connected, is this becoming a life affiliate?"

"Yes, something’s linking up, like an antenna, it has stabbed into my head."

"Ah, my hair."

Many people were terrified to find their abundant hair forming a swirl at the top of their heads, slowly rotating, resembling a vortex.

In the Shushan Land.

Qin Hong and Yudula, two sisters, also raised their arms high, full of surprise as they watched this scene, feeling it familiar, "There’s no mistake, this kind of aura!"

"This hair characteristic, it’s the Divine Demon Night Banquet!"

"Praise the Nameless God in the void!"

Yudula exclaimed fervently, starting to speculate, "Indeed, God, as expected of my master, a senior member of the Divine Demon Night Banquet, is he already utilizing the authority of the Divine Demon Night Banquet?"

"The Emperor Xia has already told me, I have let Master down, misunderstood him."

This moment left no time for them to think further,

They watched with wide eyes as all the mortals across the universe, including the beings from the Seven-Color Magic Kingdom beside them, all had their hair forming a whirlpool, as if welcoming something.

"It’s here! It’s coming! It’s about to be inserted, this aura, this precursor of the hair whirlpool, no mistake, wouldn’t they become bald for this?" Qin Hong shouted in excitement.

"No mistake! No mistake!"

Yudula too was overjoyed, and indeed, the next second she witnessed an extremely miraculous scene.

Their swirling black hair atop their heads, with gradual spiraling, began to fall, and in the center of the whirlpool, a single strand waved as if it linked to something ancient and unknown in the void.

"It fell! Indeed, it fell!"

Qin Hong at that moment was more excited than anyone, like a most devout and frenzied pilgrim, exceedingly pious with hands clasped, "The Lord said, there was originally no baldness in this world, with more believers of Him, baldness came into being!"

"No! It’s more than that!!"

Yudula suddenly shouted, "See the ’Xuan’ at the top of the head? Why is it that on Earth, not only is there the Mediterranean on people’s heads, but even a swirl in the hair? It’s also His portent!"

As those words fell, the two became thoroughly excited.

"????"

Fu Qingjun spewed a mouthful of old blood, these people were discrediting him again!

Indeed, from a long time ago, he started becoming the scapegoat! But now, he had no time to deal with these two.

"Xuan’Er? Right, Earth people’s hair all has a Xuan’Er, how did I not think of this before! Damn!" Qin Hong lamented, feeling her belief had already wavered!

The Mediterranean hairstyle, even the hair whirlpool on the top of the head, all were stamped on by Him on the heads of the mortals who once worshiped him, this was proof!

"Praise the Nameless God in the void!"

"Praise the Nameless God in the void!"

Qin Hong and Yudula called fervently in praise.

With their chants, the entirety of the cosmos, the mortals and Saints, alongside the single strand of hair at their top, unknowingly joined in the chorus,

"Praise the Nameless God in the void!"

...

In the entire despairing universe, countless mortals’ hair fell sporadically, as if the entire universe had erupted into a storm, as the mysterious chanting and praising sound echoed.

Crash!!

Fu Qingjun opened his eyes.

"Is this the true power of the Celestial Venerable level?"

At this moment, he felt as if he was the shadow of a colossal entity, endless black hair waving like octopus tentacles, swaying, stretching, piercing into the heads of every mortal in the universe.

Countless mortals’ wisdom surged into Fu Qingjun’s mind along the hair.

"Finally, I too have infected all the mortals of the universe, reaching the true Perfection Celestial Venerable level, paralleled with the other two Venerable of Life." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Such power, my deduced wisdom should be enough, if even such wisdom cannot find a way to break the impasse..."

Fu Qingjun’s hair violently danced like flames, akin to Medusa from the Ancient Cosmos Ancient God,

"The power before me, it isn’t from my cultivation, but borrowed with help from the two Venerable of Life, they helped me assimilate the mortals, temporarily reaching the power level comparable to theirs as Supreme Celestial Venerable, but at this moment, using the wisdom of the entire mortals to deduce the possibility of resisting the opponent, it’s enough."

"But is there really a possibility of winning over him?"

"No, perhaps contemplating an escape route is the most suitable option," Fu Qingjun’s wisdom was unprecedented, his mind crystal clear, accounted as the most intelligent ultimate lifeform in the history of the universe, countless thoughts streaking like lightning, rolling endless waves of thought in the sea of consciousness.