Chapter 1673 — Your Life May Be in Peril
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 5
Shang Pingyin's hands and feet turned cold as ice. The Spirit-Nexus Transfer Bridges had suddenly all been severed—and plainly not from the Heaven Court's side.
Jingping did not have such audacity, and no one could have made insurrection within the Heaven Court.
Jingping had cut them at the other end.
A Spirit-Nexus Transfer Bridge needed two altars to create a passage of shifting spirit-energy for the convenience of travel. With those bridges gone, even an existence at the Imperial Throne Realm would need three to five years to go to another heaven; if the destination was one of the Four Pole Heavens, the time would be even longer.
Naturally, from Xuandu to all the myriad worlds the trip was relatively short, but from the Ancestral Court to Xuandu the journey was also very long! Jingping had clearly schemed for this for a long time.
The Heaven Court's Spirit-Nexus Transfer Bridges connected all the heavens and myriad worlds; for so many of them to break at the same moment, a plan had to be set, and a time appointed! "Even if the Heaven Court can immediately send a great host of divine demons flying to the various heavens and worlds to rebuild the bridges," Shang Pingyin thought, cold sweat beading on his forehead as he raced toward the Lingxiao Hall, his mind buzzing, "it will still take thirty, fifty, or even a hundred years before the bridges can be raised!
And with the celestial coins out of control, and the myriad worlds no longer in awe of the Heaven Court, thirty to fifty years will be enough for several full rounds of rebellion! " Losing contact with the myriad worlds was the most terrifying thing. The Heaven Court relied too heavily on the Spirit-Nexus Transfer Bridges; without them, it instantly lost its grip on all the worlds.
The celestial coins would soon be worthless. And worthless celestial coins could only mean one fate: chaos in all heavens! The unrest in the myriad worlds was even now hard to suppress; once the bridges were gone, it would surely erupt like a volcano, spewing the people's anger high!
Without divine demons from the myriad worlds to replenish its losses, the Heaven Court's punitive war against Jingping would become a war of attrition, in which every divine demon slain was one lost forever. And even more critical—resources!
The Heaven Court's resources came from the myriad worlds and from Jingping, and Jingping supplied the greater part of the Heaven Court's divine weapons!
"Why have all these things burst upon us at once?
" Shang Pingyin almost rushed into the Lingxiao Hall, only to find that the Haotian Emperor had already ascended the court, and many ministers had arrived—the severing of the Spirit-Nexus Transfer Bridges was so grave that it had drawn them there too. The Haotian Emperor's face was gloomy.
Shang Pingyin could not help hesitating; he suppressed the matter of the flooding celestial coins and thought to himself: "If I say that the celestial coin system has collapsed, I will be touching a cursed sore and be the first to suffer. The severing of the bridges makes the collapse of the coinage seem far less important; better to keep it hidden.
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Meng Yungui!
" He saw Meng Yungui among the officials, and his heart gave a violent shock; his gaze could not help fixing itself on Meng Yungui. Countless thoughts surged through Shang Pingyin's mind: "When he proposed issuing more celestial coins, did he ever consider that Jingping was also spreading coins through the myriad worlds?
After all, this boy is a human; perhaps he has already joined forces with Celestial Venerable Mu! And yet, his equations of numerology had not the slightest error—he simply lacked the data on Jingping's coin flow. Besides, the credit for issuing more coins was snatched away by me; it has nothing at all to do with him. .
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