Chapter 384: Chapter 341: Sukhacara, Have You Forgotten? The Brahman Heavenly Treasure Reappears! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)
Boom!
In an instant, the force of that punch shattered the void.
Endless thunderous power converged on his fist, piercing through the heavens; amidst the colossal fist, wrapped in the light of lightning, it appeared instantaneously before the giant serpent.
Roar, roar, roar!
The dark serpent opened its mouth wide, as if to devour the sun and moon, emitting a sky-shaking roar, its frenzied aura swirling in the darkness unceasingly.
Vritra’s upper body condensed once again, his burly waist and large arms manifesting above the serpent’s tongue.
He swung his fists, hurling them towards Indra with all his might.
"That year, Soma cheered for you!"
"It was then that you broke through my ninety-nine castles; facing my blessing then, it was Vishnu who used foam to craft the Vajra Pestle for you, breaking my blessing."
"Now I have gained a more powerful dark energy!"
"Powerful enough to devour light, the sun, the moon, and the thunder!"
"I am the one... Ahhh!"
Vritra roared continuously.
Boom!
Indra’s fist had already launched.
The serpent’s head exploded in an instant, and with it, Vritra’s words abruptly stopped; the spreading dark mist instantly caved in.
Within this depression, the dark mist churned, and an upper body once again coalesced out.
"You have indeed become stronger!"
"But you..."
Before he could finish, Vritra’s reformed upper body instantaneously burst apart, turning into a cloud of black mist.
The giant depression in the dark mist expanded further,
instantly turning from a mere impression to a visible flaw.
Whoosh!
The dark mist rose again within the depression.
Countless robust bodies appeared atop the dark mist, emerging within the depression like clones.
Ha ha ha ha!
Vritra threw his head back and laughed.
The current him was more powerful than before; his main body had even transformed into this vast dark mist, which would never completely die unless it was entirely dispersed.
"Indra, stop this futile..."
Boom!
A golden fist struck out again, and the body condensed in the mist exploded once more, scattering in all directions.
Indra focused intensely.
He swung his fists earnestly, continuing to strike forward toward the location of Sani and Surya.
"Stop, quick..."
"I..."
Vritra kept reforming his body, his voice constantly breaking, yet he failed to complete even a single sentence.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Indra kept swinging his fists, the depression in the dark mist gradually expanded.
The boiling dark mist intertwined incessantly, the mist above thickening, gradually closing in around Indra.
"Found them!"
A glint appeared in Indra’s eyes.
He suddenly raised his arms high, his fingers interlocking like a giant hammer, and he slammed down towards the ground.
Boom, boom, boom!
The immense power burst forth explosively, a pure massive force that sent shockwaves in all directions, dispersing the darkness and revealing Sani and Surya at the deepest layer.
Whoosh!
"Indra!"
Surya exclaimed joyfully.
Sani also opened his eyes wide, astonished at the sight of Indra appearing there.
"I’m here to rescue you!"
Indra blinked and smiled.
This time the main rescue was for Sani, after all, Sani had not drunk the Amrita.
Creak! Creak!
Indra gave a slight smile and twisted his neck, eliciting a crisp bone-cracking sound, then turned to look at the dark mist gathering again.
"This time let’s see whether you disperse faster or are killed by Helakela faster!"
Indra said with a light chuckle.
...
Far away.
The Asuras’ eyes widened in astonishment, watching the scene before them incredulously. The once glorious Vritra was now being relentlessly beaten by Indra.
"There’s no time left!"
"It seems I overestimated Vritra, he’s no match for Indra!"
"We need to save him!"
The Asura teacher Sukhacara spoke gravely.
Toraga, however, remained unmoved, just coldly observing the scene.
He was waiting!
Waiting for the appearance of Kashigyakya!
"If Vritra dies!"
"What will you use to hold back Indra?"
Sukhacara Sage chastised.
Toraga remained silent.
Seeing this scene, Sukhacara Sage furrowed his brows. Since this fellow was not going to make a move, it was up to him to act.
Whoosh!
He raised his right hand, and the Divine Scepter disappeared from it, replaced instead by a pitch-black Divine Bow.
Sukhacara Sage grasped the bow, slowly pulling on the empty bowstring.
He began to mutter to himself.
Low, indecipherable, mysterious incantations flowed slowly from his lips as a powerful force gradually gathered around Sukhacara Sage.
It was indeed—the incantations of the Brahman Heavenly Treasure!
Before King of Asura, Popiwen, attacked the Heavenly Realm, Popiwen had shared the incantations of the Brahman Heavenly Treasure with Sukhacara Sage just in case.
However, Popiwen had long been dead!
Sukhacara Sage, holding the Divine Bow, murmured, and a faint golden light emerged.
Whoosh!
A golden lotus arrow appeared on the bowstring!
This arrow might not be able to hurt Indra, but if the power separated Indra and Vritra temporarily, that would be enough.
"Master, stop!"
"I know you have the Brahman Heavenly Treasure, but I think you should save this arrow for Kashigyakya!"
Toraga finally moved.
He raised his hand and swung a brush in front of Sukhacara Sage.
Toraga turned his head, placed his hands together, and smiled as he gazed at Sukhacara Sage.
"Master!"
"I still remember your words!"
"To kill the Son of Mahadeva, only the Power of Great Heaven will do, and the Three Aspects Deity are one, indivisible!"
"The Brahman Heavenly Treasure could also work!"
"Kashigyakya will likely appear soon, just aim for him!"
Toraga spoke slowly.
Crack!
Sukhacara Sage widened his eyes, staring at the Asura before him, his eyes filled with incredulous horror. The sound of lightning strikes echoed in his ears.
"How dare you!"
How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!
Sukhacara Sage’s eyes blazed with fire, like a lion provoked, suddenly roaring in anger.
Toraga dared to ask him to kill the Son of the Supreme Lord!
What audacity!
Toraga, unperturbed, also stared fixedly at Sukhacara Sage.
"Master!"
"Have you forgotten the grave duty of the Asura teacher?"
Toraga said sternly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In that moment, Sukhacara and Toraga locked eyes, a terrifying atmosphere spreading between them, like the calm before a volcanic eruption, utterly silent and eerily peaceful.
"Immortal!"
"Have you forgotten the grave duty of the Asura teacher?"
Toraga growled again.
Sukhacara Sage’s eyes turned blood-red, and his body slightly trembled.
He gritted his teeth, clenched the Divine Bow in his hand, and said harshly, "I will never lay a hand on the Son of the Supreme Lord, nor will I ever use the Brahman Heavenly Treasure against Kashigyakya."
Hmph~
Hearing this, Toraga’s lips curled slightly—he had been waiting for these words.
"Master!"
"Please hand over the incantations of the Brahman Heavenly Treasure to me!"
Toraga put his hands together, palms upright, covering the light, only revealing half of his sinister face, as he deeply bowed.
"!!!"
Sukhacara Sage was slightly shocked.
He lowered his head in contemplation and finally decided to compromise, agreeing to Toraga’s request.
Toraga immediately leaned in to listen.
After a whisper, Sukhacara Sage took a deep breath, closed his eyes, his face showing a tinge of guilt.
In Toraga’s hands appeared a Divine Bow, slowly pulling open the bowstring.
His eyes concentrated, filled with excitement, his mouth slightly moving.
Whoosh!
Golden light twinkled, and the Brahman Heavenly Treasure appeared on the Divine Bow.
Toraga’s eyes sharpened, waiting for Kashigyakya’s arrival.
Whoosh!
In the starry sky, space fluctuated.
One after another, figures traveled through space and arrived, gods like the Wind God, Water God, God of Wealth, and other Devas shone forth, all descending within this starry expanse.
At the center of this throng of Devas.
A young man clad in Golden Armor was Especially dazzling.
"I see you!"
Toraga’s lips curled, the bowstring loosened instantly.
Brahma’s Divine Arrow flew forth!
