My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 281 267: Hundreds of Thousands of Years of Prehistory!

This is already a void.
Countless turbulence streaked through the darkness, collapsing into a depression.
It's like the canvas of the universe, bent into a large bowl.
Beyond, various places vaguely show signs of devastation, with broken weapons, ships, and blades floating in the void, stained with blood, conveying ancient desolation, yet here, there's nothing at all.
"Here, has nothing been able to remain?" Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, thinking that if Jiaxia died here, not even the bones would remain?
As he thought of this, Fu Qingjun continued to delve deeper, feeling the strong aura of the ancient ship.
He continued to sail on the ancient ship.
Even the immensely powerful Sixth Realm cosmic existence could be reduced to ashes here, but it could not damage the ancient ship in the slightest.
"This ancient ship is clearly full of scars and markings from blades, guns, and swords..." Fu Qingjun's expression remained calm, "yet, unexpectedly, it is indestructible."
He gradually reached the center.
Suddenly, he felt a strong pull.
"The sail..."
Fu Qingjun sat within the ancient ship, looking outside at the endless dark void, where a sail full of ancient cut marks floated, wrapped in a piece of tattered cloth.
It drifted quietly in mid-air.
The turbulence in the void couldn't even leave a trace on the ragged cloth.
Crack!
At the next second, the ancient ship seemed to emit some suction force.
The sail swiftly flew back to the top of the ancient ship like a sword returning to its sword seat, slowly embedding into it.
"Finally... retrieved it!"
Fu Qingjun couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
Things went much more smoothly than he had anticipated.
But it was also understandable, as according to the Artifact Spirit, the surrounding starfields were originally home to some scattered technological cosmic civilizations. Jiaxia's appearance brought prosperity to this land, ushering in the era of personal cultivation practiced by powerful individuals. Great Emperors and singularly invincible beings emerged during that time.
Now, it's the ruins of the ancient Jiaxia Dynasty, almost deserted. Who would come to seize the sail?
Even those truly powerful beings could not traverse the chaotic turbulence of the terrible battle to reach here.
"The splendid civilization is already in the distant past, leaving only a desolate cosmic ruin." Fu Qingjun began to sense the sail, studying its powers.
He continuously sensed, studying the sail's effects.
"Is that how it is?"
"The ship's body is space, and the sail is time."
"The space in the ship's cabin nurtures the beings on the planet, absorbing power which can be gathered on the sail above, to activate the power of time."
"However, without the 'cabin' as the original engine, the time sail can be launched, but with unimaginably low efficiency."
Killing with the sail can also store energy.
But the efficiency is so low that it's reduced to one ten-thousandth.
In the past, Jiaxia likely used this spear to absorb the energy of living beings to continuously traverse the past, albeit with very low efficiency and enormous cost.
Therefore, even he needed a long accumulation before he could use it once.
"But this means I can now return to the past." Fu Qingjun's eyes burned as he looked at the sail.
In the divine demon tomb here, where numerous beings died, even with the sail being here for years and having such low efficiency, it has already automatically stored full energy.
"Now, can I attempt to return to the era of tens of thousands of years ago?" His pupils slightly dilated.
Two years ago, I sent Jiaxia back tens of thousands of years!
And now, two years later, will I also send myself back tens of thousands of years?
Absurd!!!
Yet he was unexpectedly thrilled.
How could he not know?
It is still a kind of causal cycle to some extent.
Previously, I said I wanted to save Earth from doom, but in fact? The mist of Earth's apocalypse was actually brought about by my indirect butterfly effect!
Fu Qingjun thought for a moment, then said seriously, "However, I still have to try changing everything, to see why Jiaxia died in that era and what exactly happened."
"Jiaxia must be saved!"
In the past, he didn't have enough power. This time, he fully understood the ancient ship's function, and after several confirmations, he seriously used the navigation dial on the ancient ship to turn the time...
Boom!
The timeline seemed to roll as the ancient ship sailed on the vast river of time.
He directly opened a tunnel, sitting quietly at the entrance.
A strand of his black hair floated upward, piercing a dazed Angel, entering the tunnel, "Let me witness the prehistoric years."
...
...
Crack.
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.
At one among the Great Emperor's Palace of Cosmic Day Palace.
Outside were the vast stars, beautiful life planets drifting in the distance like a sea of stars forming a galaxy.
"Tianpeng, you are presiding over the construction of the galactic life zone for the beings. Is there any progress?" High above, an ancient emperor spoke faintly, full of majesty.
Below, a tall and mighty non-human Celestial God stepped forward, "Your Majesty..."
Halfway through the court session, suddenly, the emperor above spoke, "I have important matters; the court session will resume tomorrow. Dismiss the court today."
"Yes!"
Below, many cosmic existences retreated one by one.
This was an unimaginably grand cosmic civilization age, with palaces as planets, the great celestial court masters of the stars governing the life and death of countless beings. They could disperse a planet's atmosphere with one breath or drain a planet's ocean with a single inhale.
This was an unprecedentedly great era of the cosmos!
Previously, most civilizations walked the technological path, extending the life of interstellar citizens using nutrient pods, neurons, and reflexes, classifying them into first, second, and third-level citizens to divide realms.
But after Emperor Xia appeared, he promoted a personal cultivation system, relying on personal training without hastening with nutrient pods, leading the civilization on another path.
In the palace,
The emperor sat on the throne, looking at the empty hall, opened his palm, and an ancient long spear emitting unimaginable power gradually appeared in his hand.
But the spear seemed to be undergoing some indescribable mutation, gradually blurring until it finally disappeared mysteriously from his hand.
"How could it be? It disappeared in time?" This existence spoke, seemingly deep in thought.
...
...
In an ancient planetary palace.
Silver cold light shimmered everywhere, with bells hanging in every corner of the palace, metal clashing and ringing.
"Has it been confirmed?"
"Yes, it has been confirmed. That existence has unimaginable power and has been watching Emperor Xia's weapon. It's confirmed to have disappeared."
"For what reason?"
"Unknown, perhaps he returned to the past, but regardless, this is our opportunity."
"Yes, opportunity, over these years, he has long been alert to our presence, never using that unimaginable power, guarding against us. After all, to him now, he stands at a terrifying height, representing wisdom personified, and even without that power, he can rapidly deduce civilization for beings."
"Then let's begin. This is the only chance to act."
...
...
On a desolate planet.
Fu Qingjun landed in the corner, holding the complete ancient ship with the sail fluttering, glancing around, "Hmm, the sail is still here, which gives me confidence."
"The passage has opened; let me witness the historical truth behind Jiaxia's siege, witness this most ancient mythical era."