Chapter 358: Chapter 325: The One Who Gives a Lesson, Revive Vritra! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
"I bless you!"
Shiva’s voice was deep and with the waves of the Ocean of Milk, it instantly surged in all directions, rippling turbulently.
"From now on!"
"When your Vajra Pestle strikes the crown of sinners’ heads, they will recall their own misdeeds, feeling the pain of those they have harmed while committing their unlawful acts!"
The suffering of victims! The suffering of victims! The suffering of victims!
The faint voice echoed around.
Dazzling golden light shone down, fine as filaments, falling upon Indra, as beautiful as the light of spring, bringing with it a warm breath that made him extremely comfortable.
"This blessing is just so-so, effective only when the Vajra Pestle hits the head!"
"Not bad!"
Indra blinked, thinking to himself.
This was probably the least impressive blessing he had received, but having one was still not too bad as a consolation.
Acceptable!
"Blessing~"
Antaka hung on the Trishula, head drooping, his face a complex mix of emotions, murmuring to himself.
He slightly raised his head, sensing Indra’s direction, and the eye sockets on his big red blindfold became somewhat moist.
Antaka couldn’t help but feel envy, jealousy, and resentment!
His wounds in the deep darkness of the Ocean of Milk had already recovered a little, but now they were hung upon once more, wasn’t he going to hang there for many more years?
Antaka saw that his adversary was flourishing while he had to start all over again!
He couldn’t stand it!
Thinking so, Antaka felt great regret.
It would have been better to die in the Ocean of Milk!
The Devas were also exceptionally delighted.
"A blessing, great!"
"This blessing isn’t bad at all!"
"That’s great, Indra didn’t die, and even got a blessing, we’ll be even surer in beating the Asura now!"
The Devas clenched their fists in excitement.
Jiayebo Immortal, smiling, couldn’t help but bring his hands together, gently shaking his head, his eyes filled with emotion, gazing toward Mahadeva from afar.
Vishnu’s lotus eyes blinked.
The bright red flower around his neck was beautiful, the Chintamani Gem at his chest emitted light, and the Mysterious Wheel of Sight at his fingertips gently rotated.
The corners of his mouth curved up in a gentle, spring-like smile.
"Just as his title of ’the Sudden Awakener’!"
"This blessing will allow Indra to wield the Vajra Pestle, to continue to rightly enforce the Righteous Law!"
Vishnu said with a smile.
At these words, Shiva also revealed a faint smile.
Seeing this scene, Indra shook his head.
So emotional!
Clap!
Indra brought his hands together, making a crisp clapping sound, then his face broke into a smile.
"Praise Mahadeva, praise the Lord of Pure Truth!"
Indra praised.
"Praise Mahadeva, praise the Lord of Pure Truth!"
"Praise Mahadeva, praise the Lord of Pure Truth!"
...
The surrounding Devas joined in response, bringing their hands together in praise as well.
Shiva smiled slightly.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Kashigyakya.
At this moment, Kashigyakya had an unconvinced expression on his face, frowning with his hands on his hips, fists clenched, staring intently at the strange man draped in beast skins, a Trishula still hanging with a person on it.
He had just witnessed this fellow throw out a Trishula, sending his own teacher tumbling down.
Then he threw another Trishula, impaling a blind man upon it.
Why should he praise this person?
Bang!
Indra raised his hand and brought it down on Kashigyakya’s head, then said,
"Do not be disrespectful!"
"You must treat Mahadeva as you would your own father!"
Indra said.
Hearing this, Kashigyakya lowered his head, still frowning, and muttered softly, "I don’t even have a father!"
Hmm?
Indra’s eyes swept over him.
Startled, Kashigyakya quickly brought his hands together in salutation and followed by praising,
"Praise Mahadeva, the Lord of pure truth!"
Kashigyakya said.
Shiva looked down, his gaze gently falling on Kashigyakya, and he slowly spoke,
"When you grow into a qualified warrior,"
"You can come to Kailash, and then you will understand all of this!"
Shiva said.
As his voice faded, a heavy white fog suddenly emerged around him, gradually enveloping his whole body, and his figure disappeared into this ocean of milk.
Vishnu disappeared as well, a smile on his face.
The Devas followed Jiayebo Immortal, swiftly moving forward and gathering around Indra.
"Father!"
Indra brought his hands together in salute, bowing deeply.
Upon hearing this, Jiayebo Immortal shook his head with delight and said, "It’s good that you’re unharmed, good indeed!"
Indra smiled slightly. Looking at Jiayebo Immortal, he couldn’t help but ask, curiously,
"Father, how come you’re here?"
Indra asked.
Jiayebo Immortal was taken aback for a moment, blinking his eyes, and suddenly realized he had forgotten something.
Whoosh!
The next instant, his expression changed dramatically, his eyebrows raising as if they would break.
Gadalu seemed to be waiting for him!
And he had left the well-dressed Gadalu alone in the palace.
"I still have matters to attend to!"
As he finished speaking, Jiayebo Immortal moved in an instant.
He picked up his staff, picked up his robe, and strode forth, dashing into the void, headed for the Mortal Realm.
Whoosh!
Before long, Jiayebo Immortal, hurried and flustered, sped through the spaces, instantly stepping into the palace.
He lifted his gaze.
Inside the palace, gold columns stood tall, the steps were both golden and stony, candles burned all around, thin veils and beaded curtains fluttered in the wind, and beneath the couch hidden by the curtains, the foot-washing basin still lay empty where it was, the area deserted.
Not a single soul in sight?!
"Gone?"
Jiayebo Immortal’s brow furrowed as he walked energetically into the palace, filled with concern.
Tap, tap, tap!
As Jiayebo Immortal entered the inner chamber, a seductive figure suddenly attacked him from behind.
