Chapter 355: Chapter 323: The white horse will ensure his departure without return, give some confidence! (Request for monthly votes!)
"I curse you!"
"You will also kill your own son like today and feel the pain of losing your son!"
The roar of Kashyapa Immortal echoed endlessly over the Ocean of Milk.
The pain of losing a son! The pain of losing a son! The pain of losing a son!
Kashigyakya glared angrily at Shiva in front of him, believing that this man truly deserved retribution.
The Devas, too, were in utter chaos.
Whoosh!
Vishnu also arrived at the scene, his eyes intense as he stared at the profound vortex. He couldn’t help but say, "Kashyapa, calm down!"
...
At this moment, inside the vortex of the Ocean of Milk.
Boom!
Indra, with arms crossed, was sinking rapidly in the endless Ocean of Milk, plummeting towards the boundless ocean floor.
The destructive power of the Trishula was coming!
At that moment, golden light radiated from Indra’s arms, and his body flickered with the brilliance of the sun. The Blessing Force resisted this power, but his body kept plummeting deeper.
Splash!
As the Trishula descended, a large swath of blood drifted from Antaka’s body, staining a vast area of the sea red.
"It feels so unbearable!"
"I feel like I’m going to die—I’ve finally ended!"
Antaka’s voice trembled, with a hint of sobbing; his excited voice kept coming through.
It’s really too painful to keep hanging on!
If he couldn’t get down, it was better to die sooner!
"I can’t believe I’m going to die alongside you! The great Antaka and Indra perishing together, hahahaha!"
Antaka’s voice carried an inexplicable excitement as he suddenly laughed.
Bubble! Bubble!
Countless bubbles formed and surged behind the descending Trishula.
"I am not going to die!"
Indra’s deep voice suddenly came through.
What!
Antaka’s eyes narrowed, and he took a closer look.
He saw Indra with arms crossed, his golden arms shimmering, resembling an indestructible fortress blocking the Trishula.
Seeing this, Antaka was terrified. He suddenly remembered Indra’s blessing.
"You can resist and shatter any weapon!"
Antaka muttered to himself.
He had an epiphany, yet he felt extremely reluctant.
By this, was it not only he who was going to die here? That’s such a loss.
Indra’s eyes twinkled.
The reason he was confident in stopping the Trishula.
It wasn’t just because he had the immunity and shattering of weapons as a blessing; more importantly, he also had a layer of Vishnu’s armor.
That was a treasure given to him by Vishnu during the invasion of Mara Asura.
Death was impossible!
He was never going to die in this lifetime!
But...
The force of this Trishula was really too strong, and they kept sinking downward.
Bubble! Bubble!
Accompanied by countless bubbles, large voids formed behind the Trishula and plunged into the unfathomable depths of the Ocean of Milk.
In this dark depths of the Ocean of Milk, Antaka unexpectedly felt a trace of comfort. Faint dark powers were seeping into his parched body, restoring his life force.
He was actually starting to recover!
...
"Huh?!"
"It seems I don’t have to die anymore!"
"Ahahaha! Hahahaha!"
Antaka’s voice wavered, surprised and delighted, laughing aloud.
He was really fed up with Kailash’s lunacy; thus, dying together with his arch-enemy was not a bad way to die.
But now it seemed they didn’t have to die after all!
That was also pretty good!
Hearing this, Indra showed no reaction. His body continued to fall with the Trishula towards the deeper parts of the Ocean of Milk.
He then glanced around.
The Power of Thousand Eyes activated!
Gleams of golden light suddenly burst forth, emitting dazzling rays and instantly illuminating the surroundings, beginning to scan everywhere.
"So bright!"
Antaka cried out in pain, squinting his eyes and quickly turning his head away.
The wounds on his body, with the emergence of the light, burst open instantly as large amounts of blood surged upwards.
"So bright! So dazzling!"
"Quickly, close your eyes, please, Heavenly Emperor!"
Antaka twisted his head, exclaiming in alarm.
Whoosh!
Indra’s eyes flickered, but he suddenly spoke.
"Good thing I kept my eyes open!"
"There’s something down there!"
Indra said in a deep voice.
In his gaze, something was breaking through the deep waters of the milky sea, speeding towards them.
Swish!
Dark currents surged!
Waves of burning sensation came with the pitch-black waves.
Indra’s Power of Thousand Eyes converged at his forehead, forming a horizontal eye, gazing into the distance.
His vision pierced through the darkness, traversed countless waters, and instantly saw a horse.
A white horse!
This white horse was engulfed in blazing fire, with a sleek figure, huge iron hooves, and its mane scattering sparks as it fluttered.
Flames roared! Heat waves rolled!
Even this milky sea could not extinguish the terrifying flames on the body of the white horse.
"!!!"
"A white horse?"
Indra’s brow furrowed slightly.
Why would a small fire horse suddenly appear in this milky sea?
So strange!
Hiss!
With flames burning, the white horse neighed long, its hooves striking the water as if sensing something, and immediately headed towards Indra.
Tap tap tap!
The faint sound of hooves echoed in the water.
At this moment, Antaka also suddenly looked up.
He shook his head, exclaiming in shock, "I feel it, this is Shiva’s power, this is that Fire of Destruction!"
"It seems to be coming over!"
Antaka’s voice was astonished, his face instantly showing a look of terror.
He possessed the Blessing Force of sensing reality!
As the white horse approached, by now he could already feel the destructive power burning within the white horse, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.
Just sensing it made Antaka feel scorching hot all over, as if he was about to burst into flames.
He would die!
Definitely would die!
"It’s over!"
Antaka murmured to himself.
Hearing this, Indra’s eyes hardened.
The Fire of Destruction!
If he remembered correctly, the Fire of Destruction that fell into the milky sea was only the one that burned Kama.
But had that fire actually turned into a white horse?
"A white horse? A white horse!"
"Legend says that Vishnu’s tenth incarnation, Kalki, will ride a flame-engulfed white horse out of the milky sea at the end of the Kali Yuga, to destroy the world."
"Could this be that white horse?"
Indra thought swiftly to himself.
Could that fire have really turned into a white horse?
And why is this white horse charging towards them—could it be because of Shiva’s power here?
Whoosh!
Indra’s gaze shifted, instantly looking towards Antaka and the Trishula.
"It’s you!"
"You attracted this white horse here!"
Indra said.
Hearing this, Antaka panicked.
He was still alive now, and he certainly didn’t want to die!
"The Trishula is still sinking fast, and that thing won’t catch up for now!"
"Heavenly Emperor!"
"I remember you can shatter all weapons, quickly shatter the Trishula so we can escape!"
"Merciful Indra, please save me quickly!"
Antaka shook his head, looking towards the white horse rushing in from afar, he said anxiously.
Indra’s brow furrowed slightly.
"This..."
"I’m not so confident!"
