My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

These guys came to my domain to help me establish the Demon Realm; there's really nothing I can say about it.

"Are these people here to set up a canteen for me?"

Fu Qingjun was at a loss for words, planning to observe the situation quietly.

Whatever they wanted to do, he could not stop them; he lacked the power and strength, and everything was beyond his control.

Following this, the ten Celestial Venerables announced the establishment of the Demon Realm here, to be led by the Venerable of Creation. Eleven Celestial Venerables joined forces to resist the twenty-three Celestial Venerables from above.

Fu Qingjun instantly realized what they were up to.

Although they could not locate his true self, ten Celestial Venerables successfully surrounded him.

In an instant, the universe faced an unprecedented upheaval,

"Have the Celestial Venerables split apart?"

"This is an unprecedented reform!"

"Have you heard? The Demon Realm publicly announced the Divine Realm's malicious intentions! Those ancient Celestial Venerables are all wolves in sheep's clothing, with sinister motives. It's all done through secret meetings of the Venerable of Creation with various Celestial Venerables to oppose those decayed existences!"

...

On earth, explanations similar to the previous Grey Fish began to spread secretly.

The beings on earth suddenly became much more aware, and as public opinion spread, they came to know many incongruities about those ancient Celestial Venerables.

"I fear, the Celestial Venerables are truly hiding behind masks!" An angry martyr spoke out, "They are not good people."

Thus, under the banner of justice, and with the Demon Race as the protagonist of this new cosmic reform, almost all of the universe's powerful beings joined in, leading to a grand and unstoppable uprising.

The whole world fell into the hands of the Demon Race.

But no matter how they hid, the Immortal Tribe began to be gradually noticed by the world.

"This Immortal Tribe can suppress those Rule Saints and transform them into Nascent Souls within; they are truly a defiant race! No wonder the Venerable of Creation holds the authority over the evolution of cosmic life."

"In this way, the Saints who do evil can be suppressed within us, to enact heavens' justice, using their rules to benefit humanity!"

A grand movement unfolded completely.

This is a great trend and an inevitable reform and renewal.

Because the system of the Immortal Tribe surpassed the previous primitive Rule Saint system by a large margin.

Under the previous Saint's rules, once one cultivated them, it was difficult to switch because it required severing a hundred levels of thought and ceaselessly expanding one's territory. Suppose you had already cultivated the rules of fire to seven levels, occupying 7% of the universe's control over such rules, but then obtained a new, stronger rule. Would you be willing to switch and start from scratch to fuse and cultivate again?

The cost of switching was too great!

Hence, once Rule Saints cultivated a rule, they rarely switched, and the rules almost never flowed, like a stagnant pool of water.

But the system of the Immortal Tribe was different.

They treat "Rule Saints" as slaves, imprisoning them within; they can replace them with better slaves at any time; whether the rules of the Rule Saints flow or not, what does it matter to them?

Just treat them as slaves, and let them flow!

At this moment, even the slowest-reacting Rule Saints finally understood, with goosebumps rising all over, realizing the end of the Cosmic Old Gods: the rise of the Immortal Tribe, destined to enslave them!

"Run!"

"We must abdicate the divine throne!"

Countless Saints began to riot.

Unfortunately, the rules were almost fused with them, inseparable; the higher the level of severing, the more integrated they became. They themselves were the rules, making separation incredibly difficult, and time was not on their side.

At first, numerous tyrannical Saints were surrounded and killed, and eventually, even some kind and virtuous Saints were labeled as evil and sinister, surrounded, and criticized.

For a time, the entire universe entered a decade of unprecedented chaos,

In just ten short years, the Cosmic Continent underwent unimaginable reform, with the Immortal Tribe hunting Rule Saints and the Demon Race hunting disembodied demonic personalities.

With the encouragement of various Celestial Venerables, an unstoppable vast trend had already formed.

And the newly established "Demon Realm" occupied the moral high ground, driving people to rebel, its momentum completely fierce, starting a vigorous campaign against the Thirty-Three Divine Realms.

And the Demon Realm, being joined by extraterritorial Celestial Venerables like the Nether Celestial Venerable and Void Celestial Venerable, amplified this trend.

"So that's how it is!"

"These two extraterritorial Celestial Venerables were defamed by the Thirty-Three Celestial Venerables; they knew of their evil ways a long time ago, so they rebelled!"

"These two Celestial Venerables have been the true heroes all along."

...

This quickly dissolved the misunderstanding people had about these two extraterritorial Celestial Venerables, and they joined the grand crusade against the Celestial Venerables.

Boom! The Demon Realm was newly established.

The first year of the Cosmic New Era was this year, known as the New Era of Heaven.

In the hall of the New Celestial Dynasty,

The seats were already filled. Below, twelve seats for Celestial Venerables were occupied, while a higher seat belonged to the current Cosmic Overlord, the newly appointed Celestial Venerable Emperor: the Venerable of Creation.

The world collectively revered: the Creation Celestial Emperor.

At this moment, the entire world became the followers of this singular existence, joining the race he had established.

Below, twelve seats were filled with ancient beings. Their gazes were cold, compassionate, and unperturbed, each exuding an unimaginable aura, sitting quietly below.

However, above, the divine seat of the Venerable of Creation remained unoccupied.

"Void Celestial Venerable, Nether Celestial Venerable, you two have just arrived. We are truly gratified to have you join us in our rebellion against the heavens." The expressions of the Celestial Venerables were profound as they looked toward the two beside them.

"Were it not for the current circumstances, we would not dare to return, fearing that you would kill us and seize our seats." Nether Celestial Venerable spoke indifferently: "Here, is this not another new divine realm? You remain here, only under a different name, ruling the world nonetheless."

"What nonsense are you speaking? Speak with caution!"

Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable suddenly laughed, cupping his fists toward the higher seat, filled with admiration: "We follow the Venerable of Creation to attack the revolutionary army of the Celestial Realm, to overthrow those decayed rulers! How can you compare us to them?"

"Heh." Void Celestial Venerable merely chuckled.

He looked at these ancient rivals of his for countless billions of years. Their terror and majesty seemed like a mountain towering above the universe, immovable by anyone.

Perhaps only...

Void Celestial Venerable raised his head to look at the high seat established for the leader of the rebel army, empty, "They are too strong, with foundations no one can overthrow. What are you going to do? They have joined, now the revolutionary army, whom shall they overthrow? It is impossible to overthrow themselves."

The other Celestial Venerables discussed below, not paying attention to the highest seat of the Venerable of Creation.

"Overthrow the Divine Realm, the Celestial Race, the Demon Race, in my opinion..."

"Yes, the Venerable of Creation, the last fragment of the cosmic block has returned, and the solution for the demonic thoughts has been completely found. The universe is almost mended..."

"This time, our speed of transformation was simply too fast."

"It's the momentum created by the Venerable of Creation that is frankly gigantic. With a little nudge, all living beings enter, truly worthy of being the Saint who masters the rules of life."

Whether he sits down or not...

The several hundred billion years of cosmic civilization eras have never changed.

Rumble!

But in the next second, the image of the Venerable of Creation slowly appeared at the upper seat.

The posture of the Venerable of Creation was imposing, overlooking the Celestial Venerables below, "Today marks the establishment of a new dynasty. I ascend to become the Emperor. It seems that all of you are brave individuals. To build a new Demon Realm with us, governing all beings under heaven, is my honor."

"My strength is weak, not even a billionth of a single Celestial Venerable here, a complete weakling, and yet I did not expect you Celestial Venerables to value me so much." Fu Qingjun said softly.

"Your Majesty the Celestial Emperor, this is unrelated to strength. It is driven by the justice in the heart. With like-minded companions, it is our duty to overthrow the decayed existence." A Celestial Venerable stood up, smiling, but with deep implications.

Fu Qingjun looked at these people below,

A group of monsters leaving not the slightest flaw!!

His intent upon arriving in this new universe was to remain hidden, obscure his true form, exploit the special rules to dwell among beings, intending to develop the race, to infect followers like before, but as soon as they discovered him, they began targeting him with strategies, creating such a huge uproar immediately? Aimed at him... Exhausting all means without underestimating him the slightest, now nearly played to death.

If he doesn't appear as the leader, he fears he will die even more thoroughly.

But, what difference does his appearance make now?

They used his name and the rules as leverage, elevating him high up, placing him in the palm of their hands, then completely rendered this "leader" empty like a plaything.

"Damn it, I haven't even resisted, and they raised the banner for me, working hard to help me rebel, help me overthrow them, then stifle me in the cradle."

Fu Qingjun was dumbfounded!

First time seeing such a coup de grace method, downright shameless, yet also the most fantastical method,

leaving him with no recourse.

"Back in the Vortex Country, sent by me and Jiaxia to this status, still feeling inadequate against these existences." Fu Qingjun's expression swept down, recognizing a familiar face,

Jiaxia was sitting below, his expression calm and indifferent.

"Creation Celestial Emperor, this court assembly is to discuss the grand strategy of the universe. What should we do?" Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable stood up respectfully: "Please guide us."

"You may discuss among yourselves." Fu Qingjun still kept his words concise, fearing being discovered about his real existence and beaten to death; even appearing now was dancing on a knife's edge.

"Celestial Venerables, you are learned and experienced, having ruled over hundreds of billions of years. I trust you." Fu Qingjun sat on the emperor's throne smiling, looking at the terrifying ancient existences below, each several billion times more powerful, comparable to super galactic overlords.

The Celestial Venerables smiled immediately, "In that case, Your Majesty, we'll first discuss how to reform the universe."

Fu Qingjun simply sat quietly at the top, listening silently as they discussed various reforms. Only after they finished did he say: "Court is adjourned."

"Yes!"

The Celestial Venerables turned to leave.

"Summer Celestial Venerable, would you be willing to stay and converse with me?" Fu Qingjun spoke.

As soon as the words fell, all the Celestial Venerables stopped in their tracks and turned their heads back.