Chapter 374: Chapter 335: The Son of Shiva is Too Dangerous, Ceremony of the Heavenly Army Commander! (Request for Monthly Tickets!)
Brother?
Kashigyakya blinked, looking up at Antaka who was hanging on the Trishula, and couldn’t help but open his mouth slightly in surprise.
This guy is actually his brother...
Wait a minute!
Shiva is his father, and this Antaka is his brother!
Shiva is also Antaka’s father!
This is patricide!
Kashigyakya fell silent for a moment.
He blinked his complex eyes up and down, scrutinizing carefully.
Antaka was wearing black armor, with a red cape hanging behind him, his face gaunt, and a piece of red cloth wrapped around his eyes, making it difficult to see his full face.
But the face was vaguely similar to Shiva’s.
A long and sharp Trishula had directly pierced through his abdomen, hoisting him high, with the tip of the Trishula emerging from his back.
As Kashigyakya stared in shock, Parvati spoke up.
"Antaka, this is your brother Kashigyakya!"
Parvati’s eyes flashed with hope, wishing the two brothers would get along well.
Hmph!
Antaka slowly raised his head, the corners of his pale lips curving into a strange smile that seemed both mocking and provocative.
Kashigyakya’s expression grew chilly.
He didn’t like this smile!
"It seems, big brother, that you’ve made a grave mistake, or else you wouldn’t be hanging there."
Kashigyakya said.
Parvati, with a look of regret, said, "He made a mistake and was cursed by the Heavenly Emperor, hence he was left up there by my husband for punishment!"
Upon hearing this, a smile flickered across Kashigyakya’s eyes.
So it was the teacher’s curse!
"What mistake did he make?"
Kashigyakya asked curiously.
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Mahadeva Shiva, who had been in meditation, opened his eyes. His gaze was tranquil, his expression serene as he said unhurriedly, "He wanted to be the Heavenly Emperor."
Boom!
Kashigyakya’s ears rang as if thunderous roars exploded around him.
His emotions were complex as he took a deep look at the tip of the Trishula that protruded from Antaka’s back, then slowly turned his head, carefully looking at the three-eyed deity who had risen.
Being the son of Shiva is so perilous!
Kashigyakya was stunned, and he looked at Indra, seeking aid with a sense of apprehension.
"Kashigyakya, do not worry!"
"Antaka did not adhere to the Righteous Law and led the Asuras to harm the world. We must bring him to justice."
Indra said.
Parvati was somewhat displeased.
"He already knows his mistake!"
Parvati said.
"But he has not yet atoned for his sins!" Shiva suddenly interjected.
Parvati shook her head, her beautiful face showing a complex and displeased expression.
Really!
Her husband was actually siding with Indra.
Parvati took a deep breath, her gaze shifting to Kashigyakya as the displeasure in her eyes gradually dissipated.
Don’t be angry!
Today was an auspicious day, with their family all together, right here.
It was a day for celebration, not for anger!
"Kashigyakya, he is your father!"
Parvati said.
Kashigyakya’s lips moved slightly, and finally, he slowly called out two words.
"Father... Father!"
Kashigyakya said.
Shiva’s expression was calm, his gaze deep and steady, with a hint of scrutiny, it landed on Kashigyakya’s arm.
"Indra is indeed a suitable mentor!"
Shiva remarked.
Kashigyakya strongly agreed, nodding his head and said, "Of course, I have never forgotten the teacher’s teachings!"
Hearing this, Indra nodded slightly, showing a smile.
Next, according to the plan, Kashigyakya was to awaken his power, become the Commander of the Heavenly Army, and gradually reach the pinnacle of his life.
Hiss!
Kashigyakya also nodded, took a deep breath, and with a determined gaze, looked up at Mahadeva.
At that moment, he brought his hands together, half-kneeling before Shiva and Parvati.
"Father! Mother!"
"I wish to fulfill my teacher’s desire, defeat Toraga, protect the Devas, and guard the Heavenly Realm from being invaded by the Asuras!"
"Please help me!"
Kashigyakya extended his right hand, touching Shiva’s foot, then lifted his hand to lightly touch his own forehead.
He performed the touch-feet gesture respectfully to both Shiva and Parvati!
Seeing this, Shiva raised his right hand and placed it on top of Kashigyakya’s head.
"I hope you can shoulder the role of Heavenly Army Commander, and uphold the Righteous Law!"
"As you wish!"
As you wish! As you wish! As you wish!
A chorus of auspicious sounds echoed from Shiva’s mouth, and beautiful golden light shone down, turning into seven golden pots.
Within the crown, converged the waters of seven rivers!
The water from the great rivers Miao Guang, Jin Yan, Kuan Kuo, Xin Shui, Ji Liu, Miao Zhu and Jing Liu, pure and clear, cascaded down from the crown, showering over Kashigyakya’s head.
Whoosh!
Clear water landed upon Kashigyakya’s head and, like sinking into soil, it instantly merged into Kashigyakya’s body.
After the jar emptied of clear water, it turned into pure and sweet milk.
Whoosh!
The milk too integrated with him!
Kashigyakya shuddered all over.
He slowly rose to his feet, standing before everyone’s eyes, as strands of golden light began to radiate from his divine body.
At this moment, Kashigyakya’s form gradually expanded, revealing its full stature.
The Three Channels and Seven Chakras shone with brilliance!
The Root Chakra, Sacral Chakra, Solar Plexus Chakra, Heart Chakra, and Throat Chakra instantly lit up, various divine lights emerged, spreading out.
Swish!
Upon fully manifesting his form, the divine figure within Kashigyakya flickered, transforming into a complete form with six heads and twelve arms. His six pairs of arms swept through the void, emanating strange divine lights like blooming lotuses.
"Excellent!"
"With Kashigyakya, the Heavenly Realm is safe; with Kashigyakya, the Toragas are sure to lose!"
"Let us present gifts to our Heavenly Army Commander Kashigyakya!"
Indra smiled happily.
If Kashigyakya becomes the Heavenly Emperor, there should be no problem.
After all, he is the Son of Mahadeva. No matter what happens, Shiva will have his back. Could there be any problem Shiva cannot solve?
In that case, he could relax as well!
"My disciple!"
"Today I give you a bolt of lightning!"
As he spoke, Indra opened and closed his hands, revealing his chest, and a bolt of lightning was released from within him.
Boom!
The bolt of lightning sparkled, turning into a Vajra Pestle shimmering with a thousand blades of cold light, and fell into Kashigyakya’s hands.
The Devas showed joyful expressions.
They too were generous, presenting their own gifts one after another.
"I give you a set of bow and arrows!"
"I give you a staff!"
"I give you a suit of fine armor!"
The Devas took turns speaking.
At that moment, Fire God Agni stepped forward, his hands flashing with divine light, transforming into a long spear.
"I give you a Divine Spear!"
"This Divine Spear of mine is exceedingly sharp!"
Agni laughed heartily, raising his hands and sending a gold-colored Divine Spear into the air.
Parvati too looked on with joy at her own son.
She brought her hands together.
Swish!
A golden Divine Spear appeared in her hands.
"This Divine Spear shall accompany you in battle!"
Parvati said with a smile.
Swish!
The Divine Spear glowed, like a stalk of ripe grain floating up. In Shiva’s hands, a Trishula appeared and flew into Kashigyakya’s hands.
Seeing this, Fire God Agni felt a bit awkward.
"Divine Spear..."
Agni turned his head, murmuring to himself.
It was embarrassing to offer the same type of weapon at a time like this!
Kashigyakya offered a slight smile.
He accepted all the divine weapons and tools unrefusably.
At this moment, he felt the mighty power within him, as strength like erupting volcanos surged forth continuously.
"Teacher was right!"
"My power is endless, so strong!"
Kashigyakya’s eyes shot out sharp glints, filled with continuous emotion.
He closed his eyes, feeling the power inside him.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His heart beat like a pulse from deep beneath the earth, profound and ancient, resounding without end.
"Next, let your guide adorn you with the Sacred Thread!"
Shiva said.
The Sacred Thread!
It was a thin cord that drapes diagonally from the left shoulder to the right side of the waist, usually consisting of three threads, representing the trinity of Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva.
It is typically bestowed by a teacher upon their student upon graduation.
Kashigyakya too looked forward with anticipation, blinking, his gaze fixed intently on Indra.
He too longed for his teacher’s approval!
"Teacher!"
"Trust me! Trust my strength!"
"Please bestow the Sacred Thread on me!"
Kashigyakya clasped his hands together, joyfully saying.
"..."
Indra’s eyebrows raised slightly, his expression somewhat absent-minded.
The Sacred Thread?
It was his first time playing the role of a teacher, and he had not prepared for this part of the ceremony.
Indra’s eyes flickered.
"I must think of something!"
