Chapter 488: Chapter 431: The Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Realm, I Will Definitely Return! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Boom!
The Vajra Pestle, like Mandara Mountain lifting the heavens, streaked across the sky, instantly tearing through the void, smashing on the forehead of The Bound One.
Clang!
The sound was like a loud bell, emitting a deafening roar.
Sparks flew from the top of The Bound One’s head, illuminating the Vajra Pestle; in their collision, light reflected, like the glow of flames on a bronze mirror, filled with splendid colors.
In an instant, countless rays of Divine Light spread in all directions.
Rumble!
Terrifying power shook the void, setting off ripples that spread from the nothingness, surging like waves.
The form of The Bound One became rigid.
The arm he had been about to raise was now frozen, immobilized.
His massive body appeared like a mirage, seemingly far yet not far, near yet not near, starting to blur and flicker in and out of sight.
As The Bound One’s body began to warp and blur, the space resembling the Heavenly Realm also started to fracture immediately.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Invisible cracks in the void exploded at the edges of the space.
These fissures were dense and interwoven like a spider’s web.
"Not enough?!"
Indra muttered under his breath.
He was sizing up The Bound One before him, as well as the changes in the surrounding environment.
It seemed another strike was necessary!
Thinking this, Indra once again lifted the Vajra Pestle in his hand; blinding lightning wrapped around it ceaselessly, like thunderous lightning, striking down once again.
"You..."
"Think again!"
The Bound One suddenly raised his head.
An inaudible boom later, an invisible force appeared before him, followed swiftly by a second layer, a third layer...
Layer upon layer of invisible space suddenly rose in front of The Bound One.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Deafening sounds of explosions burst forth.
A surge of powerful force emerged instantaneously, like an invisible shield, blocking the lightning-flashing Vajra Pestle.
"!!"
Indra looked up.
The space around seemed to have returned to calm, as if the previously tearing space had not changed at all, smooth as still water.
Yet now he seemed to be moving backwards, rapidly retreating in the opposite direction of The Bound One.
Hmm?
Indra’s eyes narrowed sharply as the Thousand-Eye Power was immediately activated.
Dazzling golden light shot from his eyes, like the peacock’s feathers unfurling, encircling him; the golden light transformed, forming myriad twinkling eyes, suspended in the void.
Amid the blinking divine eyes,
Indra’s pupils constricted.
He finally saw the change.
Layer upon Layer of vast space unfolded before him, like an opening fan, gradually revealing itself.
Milky white heavenly light descended from these spaces, looking sacred and boundless, each layer of world space as majestic as the Heavenly Realm.
"One, two, three... seven layers!"
"The Heavenly Realm?"
Indra murmured.
Before his eyes, indeed, were seven layers of the Heavenly Realm.
This being actually possessed seven layers of the Heavenly Realm!
"Only able to wield... this much..."
"Power!"
"But... it’s enough!"
The Bound One’s voice suddenly rose; at last, his fingers moved slightly, reaching forward a bit.
Rumble!
In a flash, the Power of the Seven Heavens descended like a tidal wave, becoming an endless force, hammering toward Indra.
At that moment, Indra’s eyes sparkled.
He saw layers upon layers of power endlessly bombarding him, but he did not retreat. Instead, he rose majestically, ascending on the wind.
Whoosh!
Indra’s feet moved with a jolt, as if a dwarf child might step across worlds in three strides.
He headed straight into the first world layer.
Step!
And then, his feet moved again.
Indra’s figure seemed to be enlarging constantly, colossal in stature; his thighs were akin to Mandara Mountain, instantly stepping forward.
Thud!
Beneath that step,
Indra, like the crest of a wave, the advancing hand of a surge, crossed through layers of space, entering the first layer of the Heavenly Realm.
Thud! Thud!
Indra took another two steps in succession.
His feet crossed the void, steps faint, creating ripples in the vacuum, layer upon layer of space fleeting beneath his feet.
Boom!
In an instant, Indra had already entered the third layer of the Heavenly Realm.
The terrifying Power of the Heavens surged and rose!
The Power of the Heavens from the next layer was already rolling and striking towards Indra.
Whoosh!
Indra’s right hand grasped the Vajra Pestle.
In his left hand, suddenly, a flash of lightning, the sound of thundering roared in all directions, Divine Cleaver instantly appearing in his hand.
"Open!"
Indra’s eyes focused, he shouted fiercely.
The Divine Cleaver was raised high, slamming down heavily like the axe that split the heavens, wrapped with the unstoppable Blessing Force, instantly cleaving through the layer of space before him.
But immediately following, the next layer of space was already bearing down on him.
Rip!
A series of tearing sounds suddenly started.
"Blessing!"
The hoarse voice of The Bound One slowly spread.
His voice intermittent, low with a hint of astonishment, seemed to find the weapon before him incredulous.
Bang!
The slightly raised hand of The Bound One suddenly came crashing down, striking upon the throne, accompanied by a dull thud, a vast Divine Power surged instantly, hurtling towards Indra with deadly intent.
Seeing this scene, Indra spurred all his power.
In his hands, the Divine Axe and the Vajra Pestle were lifted high, clashing against each other, emitting the ping of weapon strikes.
The next moment, both Divine Artifacts fell together.
Thunderous roar!
A blinding white light enveloped everything around.
Indra’s eyes were like the sun, casting out beams of golden light.
In front of him,
The Divine Cleaver had already been deflected, missing its mark and striking the golden throne; the armrest on the left of the throne had split open with a profound golden fissure.
Golden flames burst and burned within this fissure.
Indra slowly turned his head.
His gaze followed his right arm, looking towards the Vajra Pestle held in his right hand, and finally fell upon the crown of The Bound One.
In the center of the large horns, the Vajra Pestle had already come crashing down.
"The power..."
"Of the Righteous Law!"
The voice of The Bound One murmured.
Crack!
In an instant, his figure twisted, the entire space shook ceaselessly, like a cataclysmic earthquake, the verge of collapse and destruction became apparent.
"I will..."
"I will definitely return!"
The roar of The Bound One suddenly rang out.
His figure, like shattered glass, cracked once, completely collapsed, turning into a deep black hole, all the surroundings, like illusions and bubbles, gradually faded, all pouring into it.
Whoosh!
The wind surged, everything around shattered to pieces.
Indra stood within the void, his gaze slightly slanted, the corner of his eye immediately spotting something.
"Hmm?!"
"What’s this!"
Indra raised his hand, and with a fierce grab,
Crack!
All around completely collapsed.
Indra blinked, surveying his surroundings, he had already returned to the midst of Dhara, back to King Bali’s great hall.
"I’m back!"
Indra murmured.
He slowly lifted his hand, looking at what he had just grabbed!
