Chapter 1050 — The West Emperor's Perilous Predicament
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
The Heavenly Court's war machine started up far too fast! Yet facing the Heavenly Rampart City stood the White Tiger Heavenly Palace of the Western Pole Heaven, and it had already begun to move, advancing this way.
Clearly the West Emperor, the White Tiger, had received word of the civil war among the Ten Heavenly Worthies, and meant to seize the most terrible weapon in the world before the Heavenly Worthy who guarded the Western Pole Heaven could recall the artifact Yutianzun. "Not every one of the Ancient Gods can see that this is a trap aimed at them.
On the contrary, the Ancient Gods have been oppressed too long and have been waiting all along for a chance; now that it has come so suddenly, they take it for the hour of their deliverance. " Shen Mu steadied himself and thought: "The Northern Emperor Xuanwu can see through this trap, but the West Emperor White Tiger, the East Emperor Azure Dragon and the South Emperor Vermilion Bird truly may not.
If she dares to act, she is walking straight into her death! " In the Western Pole Heaven, in the White Tiger Heavenly Palace, the West Emperor's armies had already set out, flying forth from the palace.
The Western Pole Heaven abounds in metal, in jade, in strange beasts; so its native gods and demons most often rode giant beasts at a gallop, and their divine weapons were mostly forged of divine gold and fine jade.
Those giant beasts trod clouds of every hue and raced through the sky, and the beasts themselves were mighty in cultivation, stirring up all manner of prodigies of heaven and earth; and amid those prodigies came the divine weapons of the Western Pole Heaven's gods and demons, riding the power of heaven and earth, straight toward the Heavenly Rampart City. "The West Emperor White Tiger will not escape death," God King Langwan said to Shen Mu, with a certain relish.
Shen Mu glanced at her and looked away, then said in a low voice: "Long Pang, Yan'er, have the Heavenly Dragons show their true forms and draw the palanquin into the Heavenly Rampart City! " Dragon Qilin hastily passed the order down, and the six Heavenly Dragons raised a long, rolling cry — dragon roars sweeping the heavens — as their bodies swelled without cease into golden dragons a thousand li long, treading auspicious clouds, driving thunder and lightning, drawing the Heavenly Dragon Palanquin toward the Heavenly Rampart City.
And the palanquin too kept growing, heavier and heavier, wreathed in cloud and trailing streamers of auspicious vapor; its canopy became a whole heaven of its own, sheltering the sky above the carriage, with star rivers coiled about it and starlight blazing.
Beneath the carriage, great waters spread and surged, becoming a heavenly river that rolled out ahead of them, its end beyond sight, and the Xuanwu tortoise and serpent rose from under the carriage to bear the palanquin onward. At the rear, the Vermilion Bird soared high and lent the carriage speed, greatly increasing its pace.
The Vermilion Bird beat its wings, and behind the carriage a wave of fire, luminous and streaming with color, stretched three thousand zhang — a sight of dazzling splendor. And within the carriage the white tiger markings flickered and became two white tigers, forming Shen Mu's throne.
Shen Mu's fleshly body was vast, like a deity holding down heaven and earth, his palm resting upon a tiger's head, his countenance majestic. The gods guarding the Heavenly Rampart City stopped their work one and all, and lifting their heads, stared blankly as this matchlessly splendid palanquin drove across the sky.
"Might I ask which holy one you are? " The divine general commanding the Heavenly Rampart City hurriedly shot into the sky, barred the way before the carriage, and bowed as he asked.
Shen Mu's face was shrouded in divine light.
He ordered: "Yan'er, Long Pi, raise my banner as Heavenly Worthy Mu!