Chapter 359: Chapter 325: The One Who Revives Vritra with a Sudden Strike! (Monthly Ticket Request!)_2
"Husband!"
"I haven’t finished getting ready, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Husband!"
"Let me dispel your vigorous energy!"
Gadalu spoke softly and gently, rubbing against him, blowing air, and giggling with a seductive tone.
"???"
The Jiayebo Immortal was stunned, his face full of confusion.
What?!
He had thought Gadalu, seeing that he was not around, had become angry and run off!
It turned out he had been out for so long just because he wasn’t ready yet?
...
Elsewhere.
The Vulture Asura [Ada] looked terrified, lying in the waves of the Milky Sea, bobbing up and down, not daring to move.
It was terrifying!
He had seen with his own eyes the blessings bestowed upon the mighty Moli and Sumoli fail, and their heads get smashed by the fearsome Indra.
It was so brutal!
[Ada], tossed by the waves of the Milky Sea, clenched his eyes shut and drifted along, but didn’t dare make the slightest movement.
Splash!
Suddenly, streaks of blood appeared in the Milky Sea.
Patches of blood were gushing from the sea, soaking his body and armor, yet the Vulture Asura [Ada] still dared not move.
[Ada] slowly opened his eyes and glanced around.
He touched a bit of blood with his fingertip, twirled it in his hand, then frowned slightly.
"This seems to be the Blood of Antuojia on that Trishula!"
[Ada] murmured to himself.
He still had some recollections of the former King of Asura; he hadn’t expected that, after so many years, he was still alive.
Such tenacious life force!
It was unexpected!
The Vulture Asura [Ada], thinking this, moved slowly, quietly looked around, and seeing no one else,
he quickly shook his body.
Swish!
In the next moment, [Ada] transformed into a giant vulture, flapping his wings as countless feathers fell, cawing loudly as he took flight towards the distance.
Whoosh!
The Vulture Asura [Ada] spread his wings and flew through layers of space, entering into the Heavenly Realm.
The Heavenly Realm was vast, with scattered golden light.
A series of towering, wide palaces stood, shining with multicolored lights amidst the darkness, resembling insect carapaces.
Faintly, one could also hear bursts of cheerful singing and drunken revelry.
Whoosh!
[Ada] flew on, gradually reaching the Heavenly Emperor’s Temple.
His massive wings flapped, stirring up a great wind, passing between the towering statues on either side, these statues varied in form and had extraordinary appearances.
Some had eyes that emitted golden light; some wore golden armor; some had horse heads and human bodies; some held large pestles...
All these divine statues stood mightily here.
Utter madness! Utter dominance!
Whoosh!
[Ada] charged into the temple, his figure staggering as he appeared, transforming into human form.
At that moment, [Toraga] and [Su Jie Mentor] looked down, their gaze focused on the [Ada] who returned alone.
"What happened!"
"Did Moli and Sumoli die?"
Toraga stood up abruptly, frowning deeply as he intently stared at the running Ada.
Ada looked panicked.
"They’re dead!"
"Moli and Sumoli are both dead!"
"I saw Indra strike with the Vajra Pestle, smashing their heads, and though Mahadeva was there, he didn’t intervene!"
Ada quickly explained.
The Sukhacara Sage furrowed his brow, filled with doubt.
"Impossible!"
"Such a thing could not have happened, with the blessings present, Mahadeva would surely have protected his devotees!"
"There must have been a mistake!"
Sukhacara spoke out.
Upon hearing this, Toraga’s expression turned grim, the skull necklace around his neck clashing, emitting an eerie ding-dong sound.
"So tell me, where did the mistake happen!"
Toraga looked directly at Sukhacara, demanding an answer.
Upon hearing this, the Sukhacara Sage frowned.
"I don’t know!"
"But it seems now that relying on the Power of the Great Heaven to kill the Son of Mahadeva has failed!"
The Sukhacara Sage held the Divine Scepter, murmuring to himself.
"!!!"
Toraga’s eyes widened.
At that moment, his eyes filled with blood, angrily staring at the Asura Mentor Sukhacara before him.
"Mentor!"
"As an Asura mentor, you must have a solution, right?"
"Right!"
Toraga’s voice was deep and gritty, his teeth clenched as he spoke.
Hum!
Sukhacara Sage coldly huffed, his expression stern as he gripped the Divine Scepter, pacing back and forth and striking the ground heavily, pondering his next move.
Suddenly, his nostrils flared, sniffing the air around him.
Sukhacara Sage’s brows furrowed.
Whoosh!
He slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the palace, finally resting on the vulture Asura [Ada] beside him.
Sukhacara Sage’s eyes narrowed.
He moved swiftly forward, approaching [Ada], who trembled all over in fright.
"Stand still!"
Sukhacara Sage’s voice was ice-cold as he rebuked.
Upon hearing this, Ada instantly stood still, daring not to move,
Sukhacara Sage looked Ada up and down, slowly raising his arm, his index finger extended, and gently swiped over Ada’s armor.
A trail of crimson blood welled up at his fingertip.
Sukhacara Sage’s gaze intensified as he suddenly noticed the dark power within this bloodstain.
"It can’t be wrong!"
"It can’t be wrong!"
"This blood is filled with a powerful dark force, it’s the Blood of Antuojia!"
Sukhacara Sage suddenly exclaimed.
At these words, Toraga’s brows furrowed.
"Antuojia, he isn’t dead yet?"
Toraga muttered to himself.
He had naturally heard of the tale of King Andhaka Asura.
It is said that this King of Asura, born blind, wielded a dark power in his eyes that could absorb everything, yet Andhaka was defeated by Indra and ultimately taken away by Mahadeva’s Trishula.
Only...
Could this guy still be alive?
Amidst his astonishment, Sukhacara Sage’s voice rose again.
"This is indeed the blood of Antuojia, this dark power signifies he is still alive!"
"I have a plan now!"
Sukhacara Sage declared somberly.
"!!!"
Toraga’s head jerked up, his eyes gleamed with surprise, gazing at the Sukhacara Sage before him.
A plan?
The next moment, Sukhacara Sage pointed at Ada.
Boom!
A swirling tempest enveloped Ada instantly, droplets of blood tainted with the surrounding air flying out of Ada’s armor.
Sukhacara Sage switched the Divine Scepter to his left hand and a golden bowl appeared in his right hand.
Whirl!
Droplets of blood water drifted down, all falling into the golden bowl.
"His blood is filled with darkness, just like the devouring Vritra of old!"
"I will perform a fire sacrifice with this dark blood, giving us a chance to resurrect Vritra, and this dark blood might even make Vritra stronger!"
"Vritra, through this dark blood’s resurrection, will wield a portion of Antuojia’s power!"
"He will definitely defeat Indra and then kill Son of Mahadeva!"
Sukhacara Sage declared.
Hearing this, Toraga’s gaze slightly lowered, a gleam of brilliance shooting from his eyes.
"Vritra!"
He murmured the name to himself, very cautious in his heart.
This guy’s name was quite notorious!
Indra’s formidable enemy!
Even Indra, the slayer of numerous Asuras, had found Vritra troublesome, only defeating him after a hard battle.
"Then go ahead!"
Toraga said.
His eyes gleamed, his fists slowly clenched, anticipating Vritra’s appearance.
Whoosh!
Sukhacara Sage, holding the bowl filled with blood water, abruptly vanished from there.
Toraga turned and sat on his throne.
"King!"
"This Vritra is very powerful, what if he doesn’t obey after resurrection?"
[Ada] asked.
[Toraga] Asura’s lips curled slightly, he coldly huffed, slowly saying, "No need to panic, even if he is strong, he will not be stronger than me now!"
"Dealing with the Son of Mahadeva is the most important!"
Toraga thought deeply.
He was not very willing to approach the Son of Mahadeva without necessary certainty.
However, if an Asura could lure away or defeat Indra and other Devas, he would then lead people to find the Son of Mahadeva, and by then, they could completely kill the Son of Mahadeva.
Toraga thought so.
Whoosh!
A figure once again appeared in the Temple.
Toraga fixed his gaze, his eyes instantly revealing a look of joy.
"Maya Asura!"
"Did you succeed?"
