Chapter 1443 — The Ethereal Form and the Material Frame
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
"Once the Heavenly Court completes eleven great spiritual-energy translocation bridges, it will begin migrating the Heavenly Court into the Ancestral Court."
He mused in silence. When the Heavenly Court migrated to the Ancestral Court, the Heavenly River would follow the Heavenly Court and also migrate and change course. At that time, the Heavenly River should pour into the Ancestral Court's Great Marsh, restoring vitality to the marsh.
The Ancestral Court's Great Marsh was the territory of the Hong Heavenly Venerate, reflecting the Xuandu above. The starry sky of Xuandu was mirrored in the Great Marsh, as though another Xuandu were hidden within it.
"After the Heavenly Court migrates, the Heavenly River should return to its original position, reaching straight to the zenith of Xuandu. At that time, it will be the moment for the Heavenly Court to make its move against the Xuandu Heavenly Lord."
He looked up at the sky, gazing far into the distance. The Xuandu beyond the heavens was dim and indistinct.
"Within three years, the Heavenly Court will surely migrate into the Ancestral Court. That is to say, the Heavenly Lord has three years left to live."
Shen Mu withdrew his gaze and saw in the distance the figures of Xu Shenghua and Wei Suifeng. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"I must, within three years, ascend the Jade Pool God-Slaying Platform! Only by undergoing the baptism of the Jade Pool God-Slaying Platform can I advance further!"
In his eyes appeared the territory of Qiang Tianfei, and the power and terror of that Jade Pool God-Slaying Platform made him shiver uncontrollably.
That God-Slaying Platform was also immensely perilous to him—it could cost him his life!
But no matter what, he must go there!
Though the Heavenly Lord often acted on his own initiative, though the Heavenly Lord had never once asked his opinion, though this time it was the Heavenly Lord himself who sought death—he still must do something for the Heavenly Lord!
Even at the risk of his life!
Within these three years, his physical body, primordial spirit, and Dao-heart must become strong enough to step onto the God-Slaying Platform and comprehend all its mysteries!
He must ascend this indestructible, perilous ground, master its principles, and possess the ability to find a sliver of hope for the Heavenly Lord!
Xu Shenghua walked over. Shen Mu smiled and went to meet him. The group talked freely here, discussing the Dao, conversing and laughing, exchanging Dao techniques and divine abilities.
Shen Mu also led the many scholars of Jingping personally to the Dutian Demon King to forge a divine city, and personally went to the fields to reclaim wasteland, channel water, and labor alongside the people.
When the fifth great spiritual-energy translocation bridge of the Heavenly Court was completed, and people gazed up at the resplendent pillar of light in the sky, Shen Mu quietly departed.
He returned to Jingping and went to see Zai Fu.
Zai Fu was enjoying himself with the notable figures of Jingping, riding a painted pleasure boat along the Jinjiang River in Jiangling, beating drums and singing, drinking fine wine, and abandoning all restraint.
On the painted boat there were also women from the pleasure quarters, some heavily made up, some lightly powdered, singing and dancing like orioles, with the music of zithers, pipa, and strings mingling with the sound of the great drum—quite clamorous.
"Grandpa Tu, I wish to face the most ferocious divine blade in the history of the world."
Shen Mu landed on the painted boat and said directly, "Where the world's killing intent converges, at the place in the Ancestral Court where the malevolent energy is thickest, two blades of malevolent energy have condensed into form—they can slay even the mighty of the Emperor Throne."
Zai Fu glanced at him, set down his drumstick, and a woman beside him brought clothing to drape over his shoulders.