"Lost from the very beginning."
Fu Qingjun suddenly closed his eyes.
This sentence lingered in his mind for a long time, also touching his heart.
He did not feel happy because of his opponent's defeat. Instead, he felt sad because he had easily, crushed, and defeated the once most powerful hero of the universe, the first Great Emperor of the universe who was written as an ancient legend in history.
The general trend.
The general trend.
How many heroes have fallen in front of him?
In fact, the phrase "lost from the very beginning" might also apply to himself. No one can always be at the top forever.
However, the time I've been in power is too short.
Fu Qingjun made a small tombstone for the other party, then lit incense for the other party's tombstone. Suddenly, he remembered a very fitting poem and wrote it on the tombstone as an epitaph:
"The surging Yangtze River flows east, the waves wash away all heroes."
"Whether it's right or wrong, success or failure, it's all gone."
"The mountains are still there, the setting sun is red."
…
After writing the poem and erecting the tombstone for him, Fu Qingjun went silent for a while.
He glanced around and suddenly said: "I still have to do a routine inspection, continue to check for possible omissions. This universe has become a great ancient tomb, there are too many buildings, it's too much of a hindrance, blocking karma, affecting the inspection"
He didn't feel too emotional.
Earlier, he planned to check every inch of the other party's omissions and contingency plans. Although he did check the other party's soul ball, after talking to him, the other party also disappeared …
But he still couldn't avoid the routine inspection.
After checking the dead soul ball, he continued to check other areas of the universe, including the other locations of the tomb.
"Fireball."
"Fireball."
Saying so, Fu Qingjun used the most primitive of spells to carefully smash the entire universe's soil inch by inch, digging three feet into the ground.
Rumble rumble rumble!
He began to use the Law of Indestructibility that he just grasped to carefully scan every part of the universe, every piece of land.
"Use his Law to check for possible omissions, as a final guarantee." Fu Qingjun was very patient.
…
On the other side.
In a certain tomb in the universe.
Inside the coffin, a withered body opened its eyes, looking at the digging figure floating in the middle of the universe.
"Good epitaph."
The old man in the coffin was a little moved. He pushed aside the truly dazzling five-colored cosmic treasure on his body and sat up emotionally. "Are you talking about the current general trend of the universe?"
— — The surging Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away all heroes.
This sentence was clearly referring to the long river of the universe, the past and the future, flowing all the way back to the east, merging together. All the heroes gathered, ushering in the ultimate great era.
Whether it was right or wrong, success or failure, it was all in the blink of an eye. There was no need for further explanation.
All of the past Empyreans of the universe had been smoothed out. Their past successes and failures were now nothing. The victories and defeats of the prehistoric past were all silent. Mortals, Empyreans, and Saints had once again begun the fairest battlefield.
These words were short and powerful, but they spoke of the fairness of the Ultimate Universe in an extremely stunning manner.
But that was not all. The most interesting thing was the last sentence.
— The green mountains were still there, and the setting sun was red several times.
Qing Shan was obviously referring to the universe. The universe was an inanimate object that had always been there, while the heroes of the human world had already changed several times.
He continued to appraise this epitaph. As an Emperor of a dynasty where the mainstream culture of tombs was extremely prosperous, this epitaph was also very stunning. He couldn't help but appraise it as usual, even reading and comprehending it with great interest.
Although death was imminent and disaster was upon him, he still maintained his composure.
This was his true face.
All of the arrogance, curses, resentment, grief, and surrender that he had displayed before were all feigned to a certain degree.
"I've calculated countless times. I knew that I would definitely die if I faced him head-on, so I used all kinds of schemes and attempted to escape by faking my death in order to find a chance of survival.
"So I chose to fake my death. But he took my Laws, killed me, and stole my Origin. Why am I still not leaving?
"The first time I cursed him before I died, he didn't trust me. So be it, but he caught me secretly faking my death.
"The second time I spoke passionately about Dao before I died, and he still didn't trust me?
"Even I almost believed that I was really going to die this time."
He opened the coffin and got up, looking somewhat helpless.
This time, apart from not really dying, his other conversations, drinking tea, and berating the truth of the universe were all from the bottom of his heart.
He sincerely sighed, communicated, and discussed Dao.
After all, the limit of a lie was nine truths and one falsehood.
He was indeed deeply moved.
The general trend of the universe was killing him, and no one could escape the universe's great calamity.
He had indeed lost from the beginning. He seemed to have lost to Venerable Creation, but in reality, he had lost to the general trend of the universe.
Although he knew that he had lost, he didn't intend to wait for death. He still wanted to try and fight with his life on the line. Just like Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, his desire to live was extremely strong!
The most majestic existences like them were indeed difficult to overthrow and completely kill.
But what was the other party doing in front of him?
He had clearly just finished discussing with him, and they shared a common standpoint. But in the end, after he died, he began to sweep through the ruins he had left behind again?
This person was too cautious.
He was dumbfounded as he murmured, "He actually thought that I might have a backup plan, that I was still faking my death … and began to sweep through the entire universe to check inch by inch?"
"These exquisite works of art are funerary objects of immeasurable value in the entire universe, yet he destroyed them just like that."
"Wait a minute, he built that one-meter-tall tombstone for me and wrote an epitaph on it. I originally thought that he was moved by me, a fellow Daoist, and specially built a tombstone for me. Could it be that he wants to destroy all my other universe tombstones other than this one-meter-tall tombstone??"
His face turned black!
So black that it was purple.
This was the universe's Imperial Tomb that he had painstakingly built for his entire life. It was his flesh and blood, his proudest work of art.
Moreover, he had just finished discussing Dao and sent off his fellow Daoist with his eyes. Then, he turned around and offered incense, set up a tombstone, and wrote an epitaph. And now, he was going to dig up my tomb inch by inch?
Was this something a human could do?
He looked at the calm-looking Fu Qingjun digging up the tomb inch by inch. He was a little dumbfounded.
However, he knew that he would be found sooner or later. All the tombstones and soil in the entire universe would be destroyed inch by inch. He definitely wouldn't be able to avoid it.
But he still obediently hid in the coffin. Perhaps the other party wasn't patient enough.
After all, cleaning up the entire universe inch by inch was a huge task. Even if the other party's current power was terrifying and he had summoned half of his true body, it would still take a very long time to check.
But the other party was very patient and still found him.
He opened his coffin.
"You, how can you be so patient??"
The Imperishable World Lord had turned into an old man. He was curled up in the tomb of the general who was buried with him. At this time, he was looking at the giant face outside with a blank expression.
Fu Qingjun's expression was calm as he answered honestly, "I always felt that you had some hidden escape method, so I seriously continued to check."
He stared blankly for a moment, speechless for a moment.
The other party was able to become the greatest mastermind of the entire universe, and no one had discovered his existence and background. It was indeed not an undeserved reputation.
"Imperishable World Lord, please accept your death." Fu Qingjun solemnly clasped his fist, respectfully taking out the one-meter long tombstone he had just prepared for him, saying, "Please!"
"Forget it, forget it"
He suddenly smiled bitterly.
"I thought I still had a chance to live. Unfortunately, the general situation wants to kill me, so I have no choice but to die"
"Even the largest tomb in the history of the universe was destroyed, and now it's being buried in this small tomb. I have to say, this is retribution"
He directly committed suicide, closing the coffin and sleeping.
Bam!
The coffin closed.
His aura completely dissipated. His soul dissipated on its own. Unable to bear the humiliation, he finally said, "Fellow Dao seeker, this time, I'm really dead. There's no need to search anymore"
Fu Qingjun frowned.
"I'm sorry"
He hesitated for a moment, then opened the coffin again to take a look.
After carefully examining it for a while, he closed it for him, then inserted the tombstone back into the coffin, turned around, and left. However, at the end of the tombstone, a final sentence slowly appeared. It was Fu Qingjun who added:
"The Imperishable World Lord flourished, but was killed by the heavens, going against the general situation and dying"
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