My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 429 - 415: Madness

Fu Qingjun witnessed the true battle of the Celestial Venerables for the first time.

It was completely different from what he had imagined, thoroughly transcending his understanding.

What is a Celestial Venerable?

It is because in their battles, even the universe and heavens can be easily torn apart.

They hold the authority of the universe, majestic beings perched on star clusters, extinguishing stars in the breath, scattering entire galaxies with a sneeze, lifting stellar domains with bare hands.

The entire universe shatters like a giant egg with their full outburst, countless beings facing annihilation.

However, the universe’s self-restoration ability is strong.

Like all Earth’s nuclear weapons striking Earth to armageddon, it destroys only humanity and the ecosystem, like peeling a layer of skin off Earth, hardly causing any harm.

"This is too exaggerated."

Fu Qingjun deeply exhaled a breath of impure air.

Even though he’s temporarily empowered, qualifying as a Celestial Venerable, his strength is entirely intellect-based, historically deformed, such combat prowess he couldn’t fathom.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Qingjun knew they’re buying time for him, and the risk of destruction increases with every moment waited.

Once more, utilizing the just-established connection, he communicated with the Saints of the entire universe, all living beings:

"All Saints of the universe, I am the Venerable of Creation."

At this moment, he was no longer an ordinary sect leader of mortal gangs but the leader of all Celestial Venerables, the heroic figure with astonishing prestige under their constant backing.

"Everyone, please don’t worry about the change of your hair. The universe is on the brink, the prehistorical menace is destroying this era, we are making the final stand."

Ah!!

As the Venerable of Creation explained the urgent situation, the heavens erupted with billions of beings’ wails and laments, countless people couldn’t help but despair.

"But, this universe can still be saved."

"We can still save this era. The entire universe must unite. I plead all Saints to revert their rules to their original forms and restore their altered rules to former ones."

"This is the Venerable of Creation’s request, as well as all Celestial Venerables’ request, also the universe’s final stand."

The Venerable of Creation’s voice echoed in all Saints’ ears, a stirring roar, "Everyone, let us unite and expel him from our Cosmic Era!"

This voice resonated throughout the entire universe.

All Saints glanced at each other,

"What, do we, seemingly powerless, have the capability to change the whole battlefield’s layout?"

"Should we revert to the state of the old universe, the rules that changed the new universe?"

"Why is this?"

All Saints hesitated and stood dazed, yet no one doubted.

Because the speaker was the Venerable of Creation.

The legendary hero who created miracles, incessantly overthrowing decay, now was to overturn the greatest decay!

...

Seven-Color Magic Kingdom.

The Gray Light Goddess clenched the rule of light, gazing at the skies at Bailong,

The youngest Celestial Venerable level being, who had not yet truly turned into a Celestial Venerable, only appearing superficially, had to step onto the field, "To revert the rule I hold back to its original state?"

She mastered the rule of gray light.

The entire universe’s gray light parameters, temperature, wavelength, wavelength band, are all under her control.

Executing heavenly mandate, so it seemed.

Though it was one of the humblest and least noticeable rules,

Yet once she obtained the rule, she began obeying Celestial Venerable’s command, wielding her authority, leveraging her talent and wisdom, continuously focusing, altering gray light parameters, appearing new versions, better suited to the new universe’s version.

"My rule has been madly iterated, updated, solely after countless efforts to perfectly fit the current new universe. Waiting for the new universe’s creation, yet now I must completely reset the universe program I’ve established, revert to factory status?"

She paused, incredulous,

"This means all our hundreds of billions of years of efforts, building and updating millions of individual rule programs, all reverted, all our hundreds of billions of painstaking efforts are for naught!"

"This way, our efforts are lost! Our purpose, cultivated painstakingly for hundreds of billions of years, the new universe cannot be established..." Her expression gradually firmed, she could only trust the Venerable of Creation.

Boom!

Every place, every Saint chose the same approach.

Return!

Return!

Reset!

Reset!

If the new universe is a massive and complex program, dissected into millions of tiny programs, forming an aggregate program.

Each small program has its manager—Saints, who for fitting rules between rules, endure countless version updates, iterations to achieve today’s symbiosis, perfectly dovetailing together.

The universe, rules harmonizing, reaches this perfect level.

But now, it’s going to render all hundreds of billions of years of countless generations of Saints’ painstaking efforts futile!

"This is all we can do!"

"Our time is running short."

"Indeed, as long as we survive, efforts are lost, they are gone."

"As long as people endure."

"Yet, revising universe rules, restoring to original state, requires time!"

"Celestial Venerables, strive for us!"

Countless Saints began their race against time.

Crack!

A thunderbolt in the sky.

As all Saints reset, restore to the original rules,

The sky sprayed blood, countless flesh scattered.

Under the siege of all veteran Celestial Venerables and the newly initiated Celestial Venerable Bailong and others using Magic, the shape of the Venerable of Life and Death suddenly squirmed with a large patch of black ooze, and a black-light dazzling Rule Divine Artifact Longsword withdrew from his abdomen.

"You’re delaying time, actually wanting the universe’s Saints to revert their rules to the original state, why is this?" Venerable of Life and Death was surprised, falling into long contemplation.

He desperately poured his mind into his brain, trying to deduce a future.

"Cannot allow him a spare moment."

The Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable’s gaze was sharp, his whole being almost ablaze as he burned eternal longevity, transcending life concept in strength yet still was inferior.

He immediately rallied with other Celestial Venerables, engulfing the Venerable of Life and Death in light, "We’ve burned everything, our lives are short, must seize this explosive period, delay him!"

"Yes, we can only stake it all!"

Their battle had entered a stalemate.

The Venerable of Life and Death was encircled from all sides, no matter how repelled, annihilated, they remained stalwart like ancient War Gods, holding steady with a final willpower against collapse.

"Indeed, we are the decaying Celestial Venerables."

The Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable laughed:

"Even in decay, the battle consciousness and valor etched in our bones won’t let us fall, the courageous heart that triumphs over strength won’t falter, refusing others to overthrow our decay won’t age, even if the last drop of blood is burned, the final bone shattered, our soul won’t succumb."

"Don’t underestimate our willingness to survive at the expense of decay, damn it!"

The fierce determination surged from the Immortal Celestial Venerable, under his empowerment, as long as the heart for battle doesn’t exhaust, every Celestial Venerable’s body would never be shattered, until burning up their last piece of energy.