Fu Qingjun's thoughts surged, as if countless galaxies were contained within his mind, stars converging.
The universe is being destroyed.
That prehistoric being is annihilating the world.
The entire universe is about to meet its end, to reopen the heavens and earth. He wants to annihilate all beings of the Ancient Cosmos, extending his decayed hand to break through and crawl towards the next era.
"Is there really hope?"
Fu Qingjun's brain gathered the entire world's hope, "The grand trend, the trend of the entire universe! The future of the entire era! Without a word, those Celestial Venerables actually want me, a mere ordinary sect leader, to bear it, do they overestimate me?"
Yet at this moment, he was indeed the true Venerable of Creation, temporarily climbing to the pinnacle of power by borrowing the grant of authority from two Celestial Venerables, the will of the Celestial Dao rules in the dark, possessing one of the authority symbols of life's universe concept.
