Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 539 Although I, the Old Celestial Venerable, am shameless, I still have my dignity!

Golden lines extend from the future to the past. The future is elusive, the present is ever-changing, and the past is already set in stone.

However, all of this seemed exceptionally fragile under Ron's manipulation, with golden radiance shining like a light that has existed since time immemorial.

The logic changed, and so did space and time. Transcending all space and time, the boy, who had transcended imagination and mathematical logic, was freed from the constraints of the world.

Just like a god who is immersed in the mortal world, shedding everything, he returns to the supreme throne.

On the island, the wind is still the wind, the rain is still the rain, and the waves keep rolling.

In an instant, everything changed.

The waves crash back, life returns to its origin, the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, decay returns once more, sand and stones become boulders again, and the traces of wind and rain, which seem to have vanished, reappear and disappear on the boulders.

One year, two years, one hundred years, two hundred years, one thousand years, two thousand years

As the boulder came to be complete, it resembled an ancient and mysterious stone statue, which was like a god, covered with various pigments and glaring blood. In the end, it revealed itself to be an eight-legged demon wolf with dark black, hard fur and a crazy and savage expression.

Fregra, the "Destroyer Wolf".

Time and space have been fooled and altered without our knowledge!

The "King of Time and Space" sensed the changes in history and realized that someone was trying to go back to the past.

However, all of this was within Ron's expectations. The boy simply stretched out his arm and, before the mysterious aid contact could arrive, personally annihilated the idol.

"You bastard! You actually came! Well, now that I've caught you, you're in for it!"

A furious roar faintly echoed from the edge of time and space, before silence returned once more, as if it had never existed.

As a deity closely associated with "history," "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" is so absurd it's laughable. In His authority, the "past" is considered unchangeable, and can only be indirectly deceived and fooled.

And there's even a possibility that this could be discovered.

However, upon closer examination, Ron's strength lies in his transcendent qualities, free from any constraints of logic, whereas a despicable charlatan and thief would naturally lack such abilities.

That's a real disgrace to the pillars.

The young man didn't care whether "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" could hear him or not, and directly sneered:

"Old codger, you've really lowered your standards. Don't ever call yourself the King of Time and Space again, or the Beacon of Destiny. You're not ashamed, but I am!"

Golden hair rose with endless, almost tangible light, and the surrounding scenery rushed backward. Although time could no longer be used as a unit of measurement at this moment, in the next instant of consciousness, or after the next logic, the receding space-time suddenly changed.

Projections appeared in countless spaces and times, appearing at the upper and lower ends of space and time respectively, their bodies shrouded in gray mist, their expressions wooden like puppets.

A projection of history, a projection of history in the truest sense!

Unlike the "Fool" who was promoted by the potion and could only pull people he knew out to fight, the Old Master was truly indiscriminate in his desires.

No matter who it is or who it is, as long as it is in the past and leaves a mark on history, it will inevitably be subject to the control of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

This is His innate authority, a symbol of His status as the "ruler of the spirit world".

As a qualified pillar, although he was a bit naive in his professional field, he was still capable of fabricating facts in his professional field.

In the dim light, amidst a group of monocles and dire wolves, Ron even saw himself and the "Ancient Sun God" draped in white robes.

"You mysterious bastard!"

Although these historical projections are merely records from the past, they serve as a valuable medium in this context.

For the "Primordial Creator," the "Fallen Mother Goddess," and Ron himself, who are also pillars, such a medium is useful, but only to a limited extent.

For the "Lord of Mysteries," who is addicted to exploiting bugs, it's not just useful, it's extremely useful.

Give Him a fulcrum, and He can move the entire universe.

After the next logic, all those historical projections became "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", and they were layered upon layered and endless, like a plague of insects that blocked the upper and lower ends of spacetime.

Upon seeing his long-lost nemesis, the "Lord of Mysteries" chuckled and exclaimed:

"That's really interesting, Fatty. If you want to change the past, why don't you call me along? I can help you out too~"

The overlapping sounds were like the buzzing of mosquitoes, so annoying that it made you want to punch someone.

Before Ron could even utter a word of banter, the "Lord of Mysteries" chuckled once more:

"Ball, don't be so hostile. We're brothers who've been through thick and thin together. Don't be so formal. If we stand together and talk things out, I'm willing to concede some benefits."

"Aren't you in a good relationship with that Zhou Mingrui? I can give him the uniqueness of 'The Fool,' and I can give him part of the Source Castle. How about we reconcile?"

"I can also release the seal and give you the source essence. Even if you're angry, I'll allow you to punish me for a hundred years, okay?"

Countless historical projections simultaneously struck awkward poses, revealing a genuine expression that said, "You've really hit the jackpot."

If someone didn't know better, they might think that "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" was a noble being who loved peace and valued brotherhood.

"At this point, is there any need to say anything more? There's no room for compromise between us; it's either you die or I die!"

As soon as the blond boy finished speaking, he suddenly felt his thoughts in countless different timelines freeze, as if glued in, causing his body to also become stuck.

mean!

As expected of the "Lord of Mysteries," he speaks kind words but commits heinous acts.

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! You didn't actually think I'd wag my tail and beg you like a puppy, did you? Come on, maybe I would do that if I were a narcissist. Be good, just like that, don't struggle, let a part of me enter your body~"

It's absolutely disgusting.

Ron's eyelids twitched; this seemingly harmless but actually annoying toy was making it difficult for him to keep his composure.

Spiritual threads drifted out from the boy's body, like iron filings drawn to a magnet, slowly but resolutely rising from Ron's body to the top of the historical mist.

However, in the next instant, those spiritual threads suddenly disappeared and returned to Ron's body in all of time and space.

Linear logic manipulation!

The conflict between the pillars was secretive and eerie; the instant Ron's spirit threads were taken over, he altered the logical sequence of the marionette transformation.

The original manipulation of the spirit's threads, ranging from shallow to medium to heavy control, has been changed to a puppet, which now only allows for shallow control and manipulation of the spirit's threads.

The logic has fallen into a vicious cycle.

The Lord of Mysteries was greatly surprised and said:

"Damn it! How is this possible!?"

Ron's eyelids twitched at the sight of such clumsy acting. Without hesitation, he scanned his surroundings with a dignified gaze and instantly locked onto the true form of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

It was a hazy, murmuring fog where this cunning fellow was hiding in the seal that isolated the western continent!

He seemed to have been on guard against Ron all along, and deliberately came out at this time to disgust people.

"Ball, we know each other inside and out, so there's no way to break your moves. I understand your petty schemes, and I know that I'm being targeted. You also know that I'll definitely take a conservative approach when dealing with those source materials from the Western Continent."

"There's no way around it, the 'aggregation' effect is just too terrifying. People are scared, so they dare not go too far."

The Lord of Mysteries innocently shrugged, then said in a relaxed manner that Ron recognized:

"So, you'll definitely secretly contact those source substances and have them block my way."

"How adorably naive! You're seriously underestimating my intelligence. How much of a role do you think those source materials can play? How much of a role do you think those things that are fused with source materials can accomplish?"

"Even with your help, if we barely manage to touch the realm of the gods, we should be incredibly grateful."

His amused gaze swept over the boy, only to find that Ron was not discouraged by his words. Instead, he curled up the corners of his mouth, adopting the posture of a victor.

What a show-off!

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" curled his lip, about to continue his mockery, when a furious shout was heard from his true form:

"Mysterious, your good days are over. You're about to meet your end!"

Beyond the layers of gray mist, a majestic golden figure appeared. He was neither fat nor thin, and bore a resemblance to the genie inside the wishing lamp. Although his features were also obscured, he still exuded an aura of supreme authority and profound majesty.

Behind this deity were a dark mass of figures, like the embodiment of rules, bowing down at the feet of the golden figure.

Child of Chaos!

"You actually broke His seal, aren't you afraid He will betray you!?"

The Lord of Mysteries remained unhurried, as if he were an old friend, and posed a fatal question.

His intention was to sow discord, and although he would not succeed, he felt uncomfortable if he did not say something.

However, after staring into Ron's golden eyes for two seconds, the old Celestial turned his head away, seemingly understanding something from the boy's playful gaze.

How could someone so easily fooled possibly harbor any thoughts of betrayal?

"Heh, so what if that's the case? Even if a defeated opponent's strength is greater than 2 (1+1=2), it's still not enough to stop me."

The Lord of Mysteries sneered again, but before He could finish speaking, a corrupting voice filled with corrosive intent reached his ears.

"Mysterious, die!"

This filthy and depraved voice seemed to contain boundless hatred, instantly causing the "Lord of Mysteries" residing within the gray mist seal to stiffen and rot, eventually turning into scattered fragments and disappearing without a trace.

The Mother Tree of Desire!?

When did you two get together?!

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

The moment the figure of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun appeared, a series of curses and erosions followed. His true form rapidly transformed, grafted, and deceived.

In the end, He became so tireless that He plunged headlong into the fog of history, leaving only a projection outside to continue his verbal attacks.

"What good is one more Mother Tree of Desire? What can two broken old selves do? You think you're the only one with help?!"

The Celestial Venerable's mouth is probably the hardest thing on His body. He was indeed wary of "Child of Chaos," Ron's lackey, but "Mother Tree of Desire" truly exceeded His expectations.

You and Fatty Ball are sworn enemies, so why do you have to come and fight me?!

Seemingly having read the old Celestial Venerable's thoughts, Ron glanced at the historical projections, whose faces had darkened, and sneered:

"To borrow your own words, you're someone people have a lot to worry about, and kicking someone when they're down is an easy job. Anyone with a brain knows which option to choose."

Ron's sarcasm and smug attitude infuriated the Celestial Venerable, who jumped up and down in anger.

"Ha, you think you're so tough?"

However, before He could finish speaking, a geometric pocket watch floated out from Ron's chest. The pocket watch shimmered with silver light and instantly descended to the periphery of the "Lord of Mysteries" historical projection.

A higher-dimensional observer, a complete ancient artifact!

If Ron hadn't used this guy as a shield, he probably wouldn't have been able to capture him so easily.

"Mysterious, I am Black Tiger Avi, you are destined to die!"

A flash of silver light appeared, and strange words came from within.

What's it to you?!

The old Celestial Venerable turned green upon seeing this and couldn't help but question:

"I have no grudge against you, why are you helping Him?! It was He who arrested you!!"

Where is your dignity?! Where is your divinity?! Is being a lackey this enjoyable?!

"Looking down from above," a flash of silver light said matter-of-factly.

"You're the villain, and I'm the good guy. Who else should I hit if not you? Besides, Sothos said he'd let me go back to space after I did this favor!"

What the hell is this villain?!

"Don't you have any conscience at all, kicking someone when they're down like this?!"

The Celestial Venerable uttered a tearful accusation, immediately revoked the historical projection, and retreated back into the Western Continent under the relentless bombardment of the three ancient beings.

In an instant, natural disasters surged, and countless calamities spread from the earth, seemingly about to engulf the wicked "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

Seeing this, Ron did not linger any longer. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and annihilated all the historical projections before resuming his authority and going against the tide.

However, what puzzled Him was why the Heavenly Venerable was so easily dismissed.

As we all know, no matter who you believe in, you should not believe in Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. No matter what actions He takes, you should not think about them according to habitual logic.

As Ron pondered this, his expression changed, and he immediately pulled out his monocle from his pocket, only to find an insect crawling around on it.

Covered in slime, the ring-shaped and star-shaped insects paused for a moment, then smiled and greeted each other:

"Oh, we've been spotted. I thought we could go back together~"

"Damn, that bastard was really putting on an act. His feigned weakness and attempts to please were all a facade. His real purpose was to use the bug to go back in time with me and find an opportunity!"

"Damn it, she's really troublesome!"

"He was wasting so much time arguing with me, behaving like a clown revealing his true form, perhaps to divert attention!"

Ron cursed under his breath as he crushed the insect on his monocle to pieces, secretly glad that he hadn't tried to take shortcuts and that he was popular enough to get help from the three old friends.

Otherwise, they might actually be fooled by the Celestial Venerable, and if they bring back a clone, the problem would be huge.

It's like a virus program being installed on a computer without your knowledge. It only creates more and more vulnerabilities, and in the end, it might even use the bugs to make the original entity go against logic and return to the second era.

(End of this chapter)