Dumbfounded!
Everyone was dumbfounded!
They couldn't react at all. The amount of information was too much.
Even Celestial Venerable You, an outsider, was dumbfounded. Celestial Venerable Creation's prehistoric identity was actually the legendary last emperor of the ancient Later Yuan Celestial Heavens?!
He had heard of the fatuity of this existence before!
Now that he thought about it, Celestial Venerable Creation's life trajectory was clear.
The last emperor hid his identity as a fatuous ruler and wanted to restore his glory. In the end, he was defeated by Celestial Venerable Wen Ce and became the loser of the universe era of truth!
However, he was unwilling to give up on this last generation Emperor!
He faked his death to escape, hid his identity, and became Celestial Venerable Creation. He stayed with Celestial Venerable Wen Ce until the next epoch. At the same time, in order to preserve the bloodline of his dynasty, he endured humiliation and plotted in secret …
But in the end, he succeeded.
He preserved the bloodline of the Nation of Whirlpools and then passed on the bloodline of the people of Earth. This inheritance was never lost.
In Celestial Venerable You's eyes, the heroic life of the last emperor was gradually revealed. Hatred, perseverance, and a lifetime of running around to maintain the glory of the ancient era, to return peace to the world!
What kind of heroic figure was this?
Celestial Venerable You sighed.
The doubts in the history of the entire universe era, the grievances between Celestial Venerable Wen Ce and Celestial Venerable Creation, and the grievances of transmigrating through time and space, were all cleared up!
"As expected of you."
Qin Hong also sighed and said, "Back then, at the very beginning of the ruins of the fog apocalypse, you opened up a passage to the past as God, allowing us to return to the past and change the past, changing the tragedy of the fog on Earth …"
Heaven Primordial Great Emperor didn't remember, but he couldn't help but nod.
This was all done by the later generations. Now, he couldn't let down the wishes of his descendants.
After all, Qin Hong and the others were randomly reincarnated on some planet in this era. Now, they were of another race and didn't have their bloodline, so the bloodline connection couldn't be seen.
But Heaven Primordial Great Emperor clearly knew that they were a family.
"Now, it is still the same. It has always been so."
Qin Hong sighed. "It has been repeated many times, reconstructing the past again and again. This is your style. You waited for billions of years, turned your back on all living beings, only hoping for a chance to change the tragedy of the past."
Celestial Lord Creation had never changed.
Changing the previous past by "going to the next future" was exactly his signature move.
Looking at the Heaven Primordial Great Emperor sitting on the throne, Qin Hong couldn't help but believe most of it. Although he was young and inexperienced, and she couldn't see the charm and figure of the future Heavenly Lord Creation.
This was the young Celestial Venerable Creation.
Looking at everyone, the Heaven Primordial Great Emperor could not help but feel sorrowful, saying with mixed emotions, "Although I have not completely awakened, and a portion of my memories are still dormant, I still know some of my life experiences."
He couldn't experience the loneliness and suffering of billions of years.
It would definitely be a purgatory-like torture. This was an opportunity that his future self had created for him to change his fate. How could he not cherish it?
I bet my entire past and future, how could I lose again???
"The glory of our civilization must not be destroyed."
"I must rise again. If I could start over again, I would definitely defeat Empyrean Wen Ce!"
He swept his gaze, and with the majesty of a domineering and ambitious emperor, he said, "In order to protect this era of our Yuanchu Celestial Court from destruction! In order to protect the bloodline of our future generations, the people of Earth will obtain a happy cosmic paradise! "
"In this life, I will definitely defeat Empyrean Wen Ce and return peace to the universe!"
He shouted in a low voice, full of ambition.
Fu Qingjun watched in the dark, and he couldn't help but feel emotional.
He was already too immersed in his role, as if he had gone crazy.
However, this was also an inevitable process.
After all, if you were in his shoes, facing tragedy and despair, and suddenly found out that your future self had hidden behind the scenes and spent billions of years of hardship and suffering to return to this era to create an opportunity for your younger self, what would you do?
That kind of surging emotions, that kind of unwillingness, anger, and hatred would transform into the strongest power, motivating you to move forward, even if you had to pay with your life!
"Moreover, such a tragic and righteous hero had indeed died in history. Even if he was shockingly talented, he couldn't go against the heavens."
Fu Qingjun sighed in his heart. He sat back on the chair and ate his food elegantly, listening to Xiao Ya playing the suona beside him. "The last emperor, a true prehistoric hero, righteous and hot-blooded. He is a prehistoric enemy that I have found for you, fellow daoist Empyrean Wen Ce. I hope you can withstand it, but can you withstand it?
"My plan has just begun."
Fu Qingjun was carefree in his heart.
"My good disciple," Fu Qingjun suddenly said.
"Master, what?" Xiao Ya's cute eyes turned.
"Stop pretending to be cute. You're already a few hundred years old." Fu Qingjun glanced at her. This good disciple was good at everything, except that she was very black-bellied. She had been working for him all these years, and she had killed without mercy.
"My cuteness is only for you and Big Sister Chen Weizhu." Xiao Ya had a serious expression.
"Play a sad song. I want to send off an old friend." Fu Qingjun stood up and poured a cup of wine in the air.
Thud, thud, thud! Xiao Ya played the suona seriously, coldly thinking in her heart, 'This cheap master is really mysterious. What kind of old friend does he have that is worth paying attention to?
But Master Black Monarch, are you really not anxious?
Next door, Empyrean Wen Ce, relying on his prehistoric memories to sweep through the rules of the Forest of Truth? '
However, this master was one thing. In his eyes, Empyrean Creation was the main event!
Empyrean Creation's reincarnation still hadn't appeared?
If not, it would be too late!
It had reached a critical juncture.
Now that Empyrean Wen Ce's power was growing, if he didn't reveal his hidden cards, Empyrean Wen Ce would really rule this universe again.
In his opinion, Empyrean Creation definitely had some tricks up his sleeve.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to lure the other party to appear in this era to carry out the final battle!
But now, he still hadn't made a move. This made him a little anxious. Could it be that he didn't have any tricks up his sleeves, or that something unexpected had happened, and that Empyrean Creation hadn't awakened in this era?
If that was the case, he would have shot himself in the foot!
He couldn't beat that Empyrean Wen Ce that he had personally created!
Originally, he had thought of relying on Empyrean Creation's hidden cards to pose a threat to Empyrean Creation in this era, and then sneak into the group of young heroes …
"It's a little troublesome."
"But I know Empyrean Creation too well. He's amazing in all kinds of ways, so it's impossible for him to make a mistake, right?" Xiao Ya blew the suona and suddenly remembered that Qin Hong had surrendered to the Later Yuan Heavenly Court.
She knew this woman's ruthless character, the kind that wouldn't surrender even if she died.
"Could it be that Empyrean Creation has already awakened his memories, and Empyrean Creation is someone from the Later Yuan Heavenly Court?" He was indeed worthy of being the oldest existence, and he vaguely guessed the truth.
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