The transit from the Buddha-Realm to High-Emperor Heaven was farther than Quinn Shepherd had calculated. Although time seemed to stand still while passing through the World Bridge, the light stream of the bridge suddenly shuddered violently, giving both of them a very bad feeling.
This meant they’d already spent three quarters of an hour in the bridge; Indra King Buddha’s hidden divine spell erupted, destroying the World Bridge!
But now, before they even reached High-Emperor Heaven, the World Bridge was destroyed. Quinn Shepherd had never encountered this before and was at a total loss.
“If the World Bridge is destroyed early, what happens?” Indra King Buddha shouted to Quinn Shepherd through the light stream.
Quinn Shepherd shouted back, “We’ll find out soon enough!”
Indra King Buddha instantly understood, his expression changing.
The light stream of the World Bridge began to shake violently—this was the result of the colliding energies of the transit.
The World Bridge connected the Buddha-Realm and High-Emperor Heaven. Quinn Shepherd and Indra King Buddha were headed for High-Emperor Heaven; the energies of both realms were balanced. High-Emperor Heaven had to send a portion of its energy to the Buddha-Realm, and the energy transferred had to match the power held by Quinn Shepherd and Indra King Buddha.
But now, with the World Bridge in the Buddha-Realm destroyed early, the light stream carrying Quinn Shepherd and Indra King Buddha collided with the transit energies, causing intense turbulence.
The energy flows before their eyes flickered with every color, as if they’d entered a kaleidoscopic world, rushing forward at breakneck speed.
The crashing energies made Quinn Shepherd’s flesh ache with every impact.
These colors stretched out into long, slender ribbons, forming a torrent of countless hues.
“Will they annihilate each other?” Indra King Buddha muttered, nerves on edge.
In the dazzling stream, Quinn Shepherd whipped out his spirit-calc weapon, crackling as he calculated. He shook his head: “No annihilation. Both High-Emperor Heaven and the Buddha-Realm have already lost some energy, so they’ll still send us to our target worlds to keep the balance. Otherwise, both realms would be thrown into chaos. The energy mass from High-Emperor Heaven is on exactly the same path as us, so we’ll collide head-on. Under no circumstances should we use divine arts to block this energy—if we do, both our momentum toward High-Emperor Heaven and the energy’s momentum toward the Buddha-Realm will be cancelled out.”
“And if it’s cancelled out?” Indra King Buddha asked.
“Then we’ll be stuck with this energy mass, trapped forever between two worlds.”
Quinn Shepherd said, “No way forward, no way back.”
Indra King Buddha was puzzled. “Where’d you learn your numerology? Not bad at all.”
Quinn Shepherd gritted his teeth through the pain of energy bombardment. “I once studied the Grand Mystery Numerology Canon and the Maiden Numerology Canon with Daoists.”
“No wonder. Daoist ‘ox-noses’ are impressive folks—always looking down on our Buddha-Order, thinking we’re all about mind and heart, while their Daoist path is the true cosmic way.”