Heavenly Monarch's thinking was that rebellions kept breaking out in various regions because the Nine Heavens had protected them too well. As a result, when rebellions happened, no one was willing to help the Nine Heavens, and they always had to send armies to deal with the trouble.
Take the Southern Wastes, for example. After the last great war, the Wing Clan had been reduced to only a few hundred thousand. Only now had they recovered to their former peak.
But the other tribes had gone so long without warriors that the number of their powerful fighters had already surpassed the Wing Clan's. If they had put up even a little resistance when the Wing Clan invaded, the Wing Clan would have lost at least half its strength trying to seize the Wastes.
Yet the Wing Clan had taken the entire Southern Wastes almost without shedding blood. Those powers in the Wastes had put up no resistance at all, as if they thought the Wing Clan was better than the Heavenly Clan!
If that was how things stood, then the Nine Heavens would close its gates for now and let the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands settle their own troubles and disputes. Once everything below had descended into chaos, the Nine Heavens could come out and resolve things.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Clan could use this opportunity to build up its strength and return to its peak.
Since Sang Ji, Lian Song, and the other prince saw their father say so, they had no objections. They simply did as he had instructed.
They, too, felt that the Heavenly Clan had done a great deal for the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands, yet the various tribes showed no appreciation.
So, just as everyone was preparing to laugh at the Nine Heavens, its