My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 416 - 402: The Big Picture

"Could it really be me?"

The Venerable of Creation, resting his chin on his hand, fell into deep thought and laughed:

"According to the analysis of the Celestial Venerables, regarding the timing, power, and location of the incident... In this universe, only I, the Venerable of Creation, could perfectly achieve this— single-handedly suppress the Demon Venerable from ancient times and sweep across the dark chaotic zones of the universe; who else but me?"

If he didn’t know the truth, Fu Qingjun would have believed it was himself.

A perfect logical chain,

these Celestial Venerables truly racked their brains to shift the blame onto me; this wave is simply brilliant.

Each one steps forward to give false testimony, making it seem as if I was indeed present at the scene...

But even to falsify, one needs conditions and a foundation; at the very least, Fu Qingjun theoretically possesses the power, time, and place to achieve it.

Their analysis instead made Fu Qingjun aware of the terrifying upper limits of his battle prowess, perhaps seeing a hint of such exaggerated strength in his future.

The old man pondered carefully, seemingly arriving at some conclusion, and said in a deep voice: "I know it wasn’t you, yet at the same time, it was you... In every sense, you are indeed the most terrifying and calculating individual in this universe."

"By merely staying still and watching from the sidelines, you managed to leverage some existence into serving you, covering for you."

He lowered his head, scanning the gathered Celestial Venerables including the Immortal, Primordial Longevity, and others, then suddenly exhaled a murky breath and began thinking deeply again, his expression growing even more appalled,

"Terrifying indeed, truly terrifying...."

"Step by step arriving here, overturning and compelling reincarnation, then using grand schemes interconnected at every step...."

"If my guess about the truth is accurate, it’s simply preposterous! Even if I speak it out loud, no other Celestial Venerable would believe it, and there’s no evidence to point to it; this method of hunting the Demon Venerable is too perfect, flawless, without any slip. If I express my guess... instead, it would lead the Celestial Venerables to mutual suspicion."

Fu Qingjun sighed inwardly.

All admiration would be futile; before him were all sly, old Celestial Venerable, affixing me with a black pot. Their desperation for personal gain truly exposed their madness, wracking their brains, which still astonishes me.

In truth, like you, I greatly admire them—a group of wily, sly capitalists.

Yet it seems, given you hail from prehistoric times, you shouldn’t be inferior from a capitalist devourer perspective. Each pore flows with filthy blood, as if the biography spells the word ’devourer’ at every turn.

It is only these capitalists who can oppose a capitalist like you.

"But as matters stand, the process no longer matters; only the result does."

The interest in the eyes of Venerable of Life and Death was palpable, "Now the result is, indeed, the demonic intent resides within your hand! With these Demon Venerables’ intentions, what does Your Excellency intend to do?"

"You may make a guess." Fu Qingjun laughed,

"You want me to guess?"

The old man laughed, then fell into deep thought again.

At this moment, a nearby Celestial Venerable, with a solemn face, said: "Your methods are sinister and terrifying; knowing we raised you high, waiting to accuse you as the evil of history once the heavens and earth open... seemingly motionless externally, yet we’re being subverted internally, you have inconceivably seized the Demon Venerable before us."

Another Celestial Venerable said: "The Demon Venerable’s power is slightly weaker than ours, but all the Demon Venerables combined, already a terrifying force nearly matching all of our Celestial Venerables. To overturn us with this is treacherous!"

"Venerable of Creation, you are truly ruthless!!" The Immortal Celestial Venerable’s pupils dilated.

Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable also pointed angrily upward, shouting: "Are you truly going to overthrow our rule? Governing the world together, indulging at will, never considering the ants below, isn’t wonderful?"

Fu Qingjun, seated on the divine throne, flicked his fingertip,

I once wanted to be a capitalist too, but alas I had no choice.

Chen Celestial Venerable sneered, "Hmph, even if you hold the world’s demonic intents, so what? They merely possess a power nearing a Celestial Venerable, still far from ours!"

Summer Celestial Venerable looked at the Venerable of Creation and said: "Don’t get cocky!"

Below, Celestial Venerables were boiling with blood, united against their common enemy, watching the concealed figure of the Venerable of Creation above.

The tension of facing a formidable adversary, looking upon that single figure, who was their common great foe!

Fu Qingjun remained silent, inwardly exclaiming at the performance of the group inciting all Celestial Venerables against him.

Even that old man was likely shocked at these performance artists’ techniques, making other Celestial Venerables utterly disbelieve his words of truth.

After a while, Fu Qingjun looked at the old man and said: "They’ve said enough; so, do you think, having obtained the Demon Venerables, does it hold any further utility?"

"If it were me, I would extrapolate the future grand dynamics," the old man said: "After all, every rule is complete, why not extrapolate the future of the new universe?"

"What do you think we would see?" Fu Qingjun asked.

"Unclear." Venerable of Life and Death smiled.

"Oh." Fu Qingjun smiled slightly and looked at the Celestial Venerables, "The demonic intents are already in my hands, there’s no use in trying to reclaim them. Better ponder how to indulge and manage affairs before I’m set to overturn you all."

"You...." The Celestial Venerables glared.

"Then today’s court session ends here." Fu Qingjun’s figure gradually disappeared.

The remaining Celestial Venerables exchanged looks of astonishment.

They had ruled for hundreds of billions of years, finally reaching the fateful moment of the universe’s opening, facing existence after existence wanting to dethrone them, drag them down from godhood,

Yet they ultimately all failed, without a single success.

They thought such days would continue perpetually, yet who would have foreseen the potential inevitability of their genuine overthrowing at present.

"We’re all to be overthrown, for Creation Venerable alone can..." a Celestial Venerable was shocked.

"Indeed, he alone can overthrow us all, truly incredible!" Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable also bore a grave countenance; actually scoffing inside, for only a few would be overthrown, unbeknownst to them.

But their true adversary was that old man.

He did not know the old man’s depth, originating from prehistory, what earth-shattering power he held.

Merely a secondary temporal rule on the surface?

They did not believe it!

This was the true great enemy, their actual foe!

He felt fortunate that the Venerable of Creation would stand on their side, offering support, forming an alliance.

Letting them know who the real opponent was, or else at the universe’s opening moment, unaware of the adversary’s identity, would be obliviously toyed with to death!

"We must overthrow the decaying Ancient Dominators, at any cost."

Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable thought inwardly, sincerely so, at this moment he, indeed alongside Venerable of Creation and others, shared the same camp, faced the same horrifying foe.

He suddenly recalled something Venerable of Creation once said:

"To see a person, one doesn’t listen to their words, but sees what they actually do. If you truly wholeheartedly wish to overthrow the decaying presence, roaring with all your might, risking your life for an unfathomable improbability and are born in this era as young as you are, aren’t you a true hero?"

Are we rekindled as true heroes?

Exiting the Celestial Venerable Hall, he looked at the sky outside the divine realm, a sly smile gracing his lips, as if recalling the youngest days, "This is quite good, the decayed I and the youthful and passionate I, seemingly two opposites yet now merging inexplicably."

"This might be the species given by Venerable of Creation—an integration of deity and demon." His admiration grew ever more profound, "He had long ago hinted at me.’