My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 563 - 549: Farewell

"You!"

The Immortal Venerable was instantly enraged, this weak Primordial Spirit infant, after several expressions of struggle, turned into a sigh,

"I lost, and indeed, it is not unjust. I fought you countless times in the future, knowing you cannot be defeated head-on, so I chose to surrender now, attempting to feign death and escape."

He paused, somewhat unwillingly,

"My name is gone. I used the memory transmission of those thousands of times to make you lower your guard, then conceded, and under your threat, I actively abandoned the rule of immortality to survive."

"If you keep your promise, I live; if not, and you kill me, I will be filled with scolding, anger, agitation, and cursing you, making you relax your guard once more."

"And I have already made arrangements deep within my soul energy."

"Because I know that my soul is also one of my greatest assets, it has grown to an unprecedented degree under the blessing of the immortality rule. After you kill me, you cannot completely destroy my soul, you will inevitably absorb it, or give it to someone else. I can hide within, seize an opportunity to take over, or even find some way to secretly escape."

Fu Qingjun looked at the narration of the fallen old man with a calm expression.

He indeed had no other choice. The future he calculated simply couldn’t beat himself, so he could only try to escape by feigning death in this way.

"Come out and talk."

Fu Qingjun gently grasped, extracting the other party.

He had mastered the immortality rule of the other party. What the other had done, he could do as well, and naturally, he could see the hidden hands of the other party.

Rustle.

The infant was extracted, transforming into his phantom again, a tall and mighty middle-aged man.

He initially looked dazedly at Fu Qingjun, then smiled bitterly,

"I lost, but to come into the future and have such a grand battle with a formidable enemy like you, I willingly admit defeat. Come sit down and talk with me, it is, after all, the last segment of my life."

His phantom sat in front of tombs in the ruined universe, appearing somewhat carefree.

After all, the date of death was unavoidable.

His final means had already been exhausted.

Fu Qingjun seriously took a look at the other party, chose to sit down, took out a table and tea set, and had tea with him, offering him a cup, "If not for different stances, you would indeed be dead. I would not have acted against you."

Fu Qingjun stood up, seriously bowed, "You are ultimately the first hero of the birth of the universe, writing a significant Chapter in history. Even the cosmic chrysalis was born because of you, and the ultimate universe entered the right track because of you."

"The past and future beings are able to revive in the river of time because of your monument era, you are their rebirth parent."

Fu Qingjun sat down again, toasting, "Your accomplishments in the universe are known to all, your achievements are enjoyed by the Cosmic Celestial Venerables."

"No need to flatter me, I know I was inherently a fool lacking wisdom."

The Immortal Venerable spoke softly, suddenly smiling, "I am merely an inevitable product of history. My astonishing wisdom stems from the immortality rule. My emergence, the Immortal Venerable, was destined to pioneer the cosmic chrysalis, laying the foundation for the universe’s growth at its birth."

He showed a gentle smiling expression, "Even without my presence, there would have been Shiming, Shisheng, and these various geniuses, executing my authority. With the era of the Immortal Venerable’s undying dynasty, terrifying wisdom devouring all beings, deducing the future of the universe, laying the foundation for the future, paving the way for all things."

"This is the trend." Fu Qingjun said softly, "Under the circumstances at that time, whoever mastered the immortality rule, ate people to enhance wisdom, deduced the future was inevitable."

"Yes, the trend, all things in the world, you and I live under the trend, all things have a fate, we cannot escape it."

He smiled, a carefree and unrestrained look, "Perhaps this is fate, I, a creature of the old era, have accomplished my mission. Even if I stow away to the future, the universe has no place for me anymore. Upon awakening, I was already smothered."

"Indeed, perhaps the trend killed you, not me. Thinking of this, I too have fear in my heart, I am merely a butcher’s knife, killing what it wants dead, not able to kill what it doesn’t allow me to."

Fu Qingjun sat in front of a general’s black tomb, his expression only calm, "The weak strong cry that their fate is in their own hands, not fate’s, only we, the stronger we are, the more we have immense reverence for the universe and nature."

"Hahaha, indeed it is! I did not lose to you, I lost to the trend." he suddenly laughed, clinking his cup hard with Fu Qingjun, "So I am quite at ease. I had been mentally prepared, I would face that cosmic dead object, there would be a day of defeat... As soon as I arrived in the future, it couldn’t tolerate my existence."

Fu Qingjun was silent for a moment.

"Today I am, tomorrow you will be."

He suddenly laughed again, passionately looking at Fu Qingjun, "In truth, I lost to the trend, seemingly lost to you, how about you?"

"I won’t lose." Fu Qingjun seriously answered.

"Really?"

He suddenly laughed, with immense anguish and bitterness, "Can I be replaced, and you cannot? You are the Venerable of Creation, but if you hadn’t appeared, there would be countless others becoming the Venerable of Creation, making similar histories with your rules. You are not unique. Today I am overthrown, in the future, you will also be at the mercy of the trend."

"Reasonable."

Fu Qingjun nodded, "When I still had enemies, I didn’t find the trend terrifying. When I dominated the universe invincibly these years, it became stronger and more frightening, my destined overthrow is even close at hand."

The two who were just shouting for battle now suddenly calmed down.

Because they had a common enemy.

They began chatting casually, talking about insignificant things, discussing the inevitability of the trend and historical views, marveling more and more at the cosmic patterns enveloping them.

Time passed second by second.

If not for different stances, they wouldn’t have chosen to fight each other, reaching this day.

Unfortunately,

Both of them knew that one of them had to die,

they had to die.

There was no room for another’s survival; that was the variable.

"On your deathbed, is there anything you want to say?" Fu Qingjun was silent for a moment.

"The Grand Ancestors of the four Life Dynasties, aside from the fully rejuvenated and forgetful youngest Grand Ancestor Qianxiu, the three of us, though having ruled different cosmic eras, share the same feelings."

He suddenly grinned, yet brought an inexplicable sense of sadness and discomfort, "The loneliness of Celestial Venerable Wen Ce needs no words, akin to my eternal solitude, your loneliness should be the same... We four all wanted to resist It, It has no self-consciousness, yet no one can defeat this dead object."

"Upon close scrutiny..." he suddenly laughed, "Only the Grand Ancestor Qianxiu, who fully regained youth, is perhaps the most carefree among us four?"

Fu Qingjun nodded, honestly said, "I, like you, often feel weary, long for a normal life, with children and grandchildren around, holding ordinary dreams. Alas, things always go awry."

Celestial Venerable Shisheng slightly startled, as his entire body gradually faded, noncommittally, "We both traveled the same path, we both fell upon the landscape along the way."

"Today, fighting you, I admit I am old, I have already conceded."

"Completely accepted loss, accepted aging."

"Our past emperors were all pioneers, paving the way for you, the fourth latecomer."

"Venerable of Creation."

"Whether you can lead your Creation Dynasty era to defeat It, I am watching."

A gentle breeze blew, carrying with it the eternal loneliness, his last silhouette rose with the wind, dissipating into the heavens and earth, "I did not lose to you..."

"From the beginning, I had already lost...."

This ancient Celestial Venerable awakened in the universe chose self-dissipation.