Chapter 357: Chapter 324: The Divine Egg in the Water, The Blessing of Offering! (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_2
"The horse is dead?"
"And it turned into an egg?"
Indra furrowed his brows, suddenly filled with doubt in his heart.
As he was still uncertain, a deep laughter suddenly rang out from above him.
"Hahahaha!"
"Ahahahahaha!"
Antaka covered his face with his hands, slightly bent forward, trembling, and let out a low, excited laugh.
After so many years, he had finally escaped his confinement!
"The Trishula cannot imprison me; I am finally free!"
"Free!"
Antaka was ecstatic.
In the dark Sea of Milk, his dark power was gradually recovering, his strength steadily returning.
He opened his mouth, the corners turned up at an angle.
Now that he was free, he would stay away from Kailash, away from Shiva and Parvati; he would find a place with no one around, to live freely.
Starting from tomorrow, live well!
Face the sea, with spring blossoms!
Bang!
Antaka grinned, clenched his fists, and his power burst forth explosively as he shot towards the surface of the Sea of Milk.
"Hmm?!"
Indra’s eyes hardened, flashing with golden light.
This guy wants to run?
Chase him!
He immediately soared upwards.
...
Boom!
Above the Sea of Milk, the waves surged violently. Countless waves battered in all directions, producing a deafening, terrifying sound as if heralding the end of the world, chilling to the bone.
"Indra is not dead!"
"But..."
"Your curse, I accept it!"
Shiva said slowly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At this moment, the Jiayebo Immortal was shocked, still not recovered from the grief, and stood there somewhat dazed.
The Devas were also taken aback.
"Not dead?"
"Not dead."
"Not dead!"
The Devas looked at each other, exclaiming with joy.
Moli and Sumoli exchanged glances, revealing somber expressions.
He didn’t die from that either!
Elsewhere, Shiva slowly closed his eyes, and the third vertical eye on his forehead slowly opened.
Within this upright eye seemed to contain all living beings in the world, images of various sentient beings appeared, intertwining kindness, sorrow, and darkness. A miniature Trishula twinkled into existence.
Whoosh!
The Trishula emerged from the vertical eye on Shiva’s forehead and instantly fell into his hands.
Shiva raised his wrist, holding the Trishula.
At this moment, his gaze was calm, his aura peaceful, like an old fisherman holding a spear, or like Uncle Flood in the melon field.
Bang!
In the Sea of Milk, the undercurrent surged. A figure blasted forth, splashing Ushu Water around, instantly breaking through the sea surface.
At this moment, Shiva’s Trishula was also lifted high, then thrown.
Swoosh!
The Trishula flew straight into the Sea of Milk, hitting the figure squarely.
"Ah!"
"No!!!"
Antaka’s expression crumbled, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears, and roared towards the sky.
His body bent, once again pierced through the abdomen by the Trishula. Following that, the Trishula spun like a shooting star in the sky, then returned to Indra’s hand.
Bang!
Then, the sea surface burst open again, water splashed everywhere.
Indra’s figure thundered forth, spinning in the air, his whole being flashing with lightning, burning like a fire flame.
"He’s back!"
"He’s really not dead!"
"That’s great!"
The Devas watched the scene, elated and astonished.
Surya looked up in excitement, fists clenched tightly; Fire God Agni shook his head; Wind God Vayu and Water God Varuna both revealed joyful smiles.
Protector God Vishnu smiled without a word.
Boom!
Boom!
At this moment, Indra’s gaze swept across.
He held the Vajra Pestle in his right hand, shining brightly with dazzling lightning, like a torch, with lightning streaking the sky, connecting heaven and earth.
Shiva’s expression was serene.
However, behind Shiva, the brothers Moli and Sumoli’s expressions changed drastically.
They looked up sharply, only to be met with Indra’s piercing gaze.
Those eyes were like the sun, so intense they hurt their eyeballs, almost bringing tears to their eyes.
This guy was going to kill them!
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, Moli and Sumoli did not hesitate, instantly kneeling behind Shiva.
Both clasped their hands together in prayer, paying their deepest respects.
"Mahadeva, save us!"
"We are your most faithful followers, please do not forget your blessings!"
"Quick, save us..."
Before they could finish speaking,
"Silence!"
Silence! Silence! Silence!
A thunderous voice suddenly erupted like a clap of thunder, ringing in the ears of Moli and Sumoli. They were slightly startled and just as they tried to speak again, they found that they could no longer make a sound although their mouths were open.
The blessing was triggered!
"..."
Shiva slightly turned aside, making room.
He gazed at his followers with a deep, profound look in his eyes, like a sigh, and yet also filled with pity.
In the past, he had granted Moli and Sumoli a blessing.
So long as they prayed to him, he would appear in times of danger to protect the two brothers, but now that they could not speak, they were unable to complete their prayer, and so the blessing could not be fulfilled.
Boom!
At that moment, Indra’s Vajra Pestle descended thunderously from his hands.
The Vajra Pestle spun through the air, like an electrified winch, crackling with electricity, and thundered down upon Moli’s head.
Boom!
Blood splattered as Moli’s head exploded.
Sumoli’s eyes widened, his mouth agape in shock at the scene before him.
He twitched his ears.
Following swiftly, Sumoli heard a series of chirping sounds, like a thousand birds, the crackling of lightning, and as he slowly turned his head, he was met with the spinning Vajra Pestle coming straight at him.
Boom!
The Vajra Pestle thundered down, decisively smashing Sumoli’s head.
The bodies of the two Asuras collapsed with a crash, plunging into the Ocean of Milk, leaving behind only two splashes.
At this moment, the Devas showed faces full of surprise.
"These two Asuras are finally dead!"
"Those despicable, lowly creatures truly deserved to die!"
"Good!"
The Devas were overjoyed.
Kashigyakya also felt a release of pent-up anger.
"The guru has returned; he’s alright!"
"This is wonderful!"
Kashigyakya opened his eyes wide, laughing joyfully.
His eyes sparkled, and his right hand was clenched tightly into a fist, shaking vigorously as he thumped it against his chest, making a thudding sound.
The teacher is indeed invincible!
Immortal Kashyapa tilted his head, looking at Indra with a delighted expression in his eyes.
He blinked and couldn’t help but look towards Shiva, his eyes filled with regret.
"Great Mahadeva!"
"In anger, I lost my senses and cursed you; it was my fault!"
Immortal Kashyapa pressed his palms together, filled with immense regret.
Had he been more rational upon his arrival and investigated the situation thoroughly, he would not have cursed Mahadeva.
Now Mahadeva too had fallen under that curse!
Does this mean Mahadeva will also have to suffer the death of a son in the future?
Immortal Kashyapa’s eyes showed his remorseful soul.
He couldn’t help but silently look at Kashigyakya and then at Antaka, who seemed somewhat revitalized on the Trishula.
Alas!
What an impulsive act!
Immortal Kashyapa was filled with regret.
Shiva’s demeanor was calm as he slowly spoke.
"Parents’ love for their children is like loving another self!"
"A cowshed is like a family."
"The cow gives milk to nourish the calf, selflessly transferring its strength to the next generation. This is the continuation of life, this is parental love!"
"Your anger also stems from your love!"
"Therefore, you need not feel guilty!"
Shiva said with a smile.
His eyes were firm, scanning over everyone present.
The guilt-ridden Immortal Kashyapa; the joyful Devas; the unconvinced Kashigyakya, and Vishnu beside them with a smile.
The corners of Shiva’s mouth also raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.
Swish!
Finally, his gaze sharpened, converging on one spot, landing on the figure of Indra.
"Indra!"
"You accepted a blow for your brother, willing to sacrifice your life, and your goodness has pleased me. You shall receive my blessing!"
With these words, Shiva slowly raised his right hand.
Divine radiance flickered behind him, like countless gold, lapis lazuli, and rubies glowing, mesmerizingly beautiful.
Swish!
Shiva’s right hand suddenly lit up with golden rays of light, shining downwards.
"Indra!"
"I grant you my blessing!"
Grant you my blessing! Grant you my blessing! Grant you my blessing!
