My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 451 - 437: Can Man Triumph Over Heaven?

"You didn’t lie to me." After staring intently for a while, Wen Ce said, "It seems you have the confidence to remain different from us and not follow our old path."

He seemed to sense the shadow of his own youthful passion in this silent young man before him.

For a moment, his feelings were complicated.

"I am indeed different from you." Fu Qingjun nodded, without saying much more, but he greatly admired these former heroes and warriors.

He thoroughly understood as well,

That beings as strong as the Immortal, the Primal Longevity, and even the prehistoric existences before him, they all once had a selfless mindset for the welfare of all living things. But in the rounds of cosmic transformation and cycles, they couldn’t endure and headed towards destruction.

Perhaps, this is indeed a natural law?

Fu Qingjun suddenly muttered, as if he felt he had grasped something from the darkness.

After all, ordinary humans only have a peak period of twenty to forty years; past their creative peak, they begin to decline and, with aging, fear death, becoming decayed...

Isn’t this just like these Celestial Venerables?

Though it seems they become the supreme rulers of the universe, in reality, perhaps from the universe’s perspective, Celestial Venerables and ants are no different; both are bacteria within its body.

At this moment, the ancient existence before him chuckled, "The universe doesn’t have self-awareness, but it gives an immense terror. This natural environment follows certain laws, trapping mortals within, unpreventable."

"In reality, you only face two choices."

"The first choice is to dominate this era, ultimately dying of old age, perishing with this epoch."

"The second choice is to continue living, stealing the rules and substance of the next universe, using your aged body that lacks creativity to illegally cross into the next universe, occupying a place without being proactive, instead opposing other young Celestial Venerables."

Wen Ce kindly explained, "I suggest you choose the second option, after all, as long as you live, perhaps you can find a solution to the prison, allowing us to truly ’man triumphs over nature’!"

He paused, suddenly whispered with a voice full of indescribable emotion, "I want this universe to no longer treat us as bacteria within its body, but to truly become our paradise, controlled by us, where humans can truly govern this heaven and earth."

The universe is dead,

He was evidently fighting against this dead thing, which had no power to resist, yet it seemed like there was no place to exert force, as if an incantation finding no way out, inescapable from its transformation and cycle.

Obviously, it’s a dead thing!

Fu Qingjun glanced at him and suddenly said, "Isn’t this your hope for survival too? You were indeed defeated, utterly defeated a few eras ago, slaughtering your most important friends. You found that you were still enslaved and dominated by nature, where the common beings were just its bacteria, so you always wanted to live on, to fight against the heavens, to truly conquer it. If you completely broke free from the cosmic prison, reaching a breakthrough realm, then all your infamy and corrupt sins could be cleansed, and you would instead become the greatest hero of the era."

"Yes, it’s nothing more than the victor’s justice,"

Wen Ce openly said, looking beyond to the endless stars, gently speaking, "With one cosmic era sacrificed one after another, the fall of the masses, the fall of the Era Celestial Venerable, their sacrifices are not meaningless; they all pave the way for the dawn before darkness. As long as I achieve ultimate success, then all of their efforts are worthwhile."

"The universe has only seven stages, but I believe the eighth exists, requiring exploration through each era. If it can be pioneered, the universe will enter a whole new epoch."

Wen Ce quietly observed Fu Qingjun, suddenly laughing, "I have already carried the lives of beings across several Cosmic Eras; I cannot lose."

"I understand your intention now, thank you for being frank."

Fu Qingjun, however, closed his eyes and suddenly said, "But you are already corrupt, without the ability to innovate, continually heading to the next era, which is like an incantation in itself. Isn’t this the universe’s invisible curse upon you in resistance?"

"It burdens you with great causality, and perhaps you’ve been long bored to death, tedious, dull, uninteresting. Every moment a torment to you, yet the increasing burden of each cosmic era’s beings prevents you from turning back, forcing you to painfully carry on, this massive sense of guilt..."

"It’s unsolvable, even if you live longer, there’s no way, because you’ve lost your creative insight." Fu Qingjun said, uttering a very harsh truth.

Every living creature has its peak, a time of flourishing ingenuity, but with the passage of time, it withers and ages, lacking those moments of vibrant energy.

Before him was nothing but an old man living through several epochs.

He is using various methods to maintain his immortality, struggling to survive in this world, which has already been an enormous difficulty for him.

"No, I don’t have creative insight, but life does, and that’s enough." He smiled slightly, explaining, "I only took away 30% of the rules, just to maintain the minimum limit against overthrow, I want every era’s geniuses to accumulate repeatedly, seeking methods to transcend the ’Heavens’ and enter the eighth stage."

Fu Qingjun fully understood.

No wonder,

No wonder he always hid behind the scenes, deeply concealed, giving most of the heaven-defying rules to the young beings of this era, allowing for changes and the development of the era.

Even though he could have cut off all potential for overthrow, with his power, secretly killing off each Celestial Venerable and taking their rules wouldn’t have been difficult,

But he didn’t do so.

He left the beings with a 70% chance of overthrowing him, letting Fu Qingjun, due to various coincidences, threaten him. Was he foolish?

No,

He wanted change, he wanted to transcend this universe.

If he wanted change, he had to allow for the potential of being overthrown; this was relative.

This universe is irreversible; it seems governed by the Celestial Venerables, changing rules and developments at will, but the deeper you understand, the more you realize some things are unchangeable.

If you compare the universe to a person.

Then the Celestial Venerables are the microorganisms within him, these microorganisms can change his living habits, even appearance, physique, seeming to change him as a person, but have they truly changed him?

This person will still be born, grow, age, cocoon and transform, then birth the next generation anew.

The invisible Celestial Dao, the universe’s unconscious will, rules all beings, with all the bacteria within, no one can escape its Cosmic Era’s prison.

"The universe is truly marvelous."

Fu Qingjun expressed heartfelt amazement, fully grasping the causal relationship, "It’s clearly without self, yet it’s the most magnificent and vast natural law."