Chapter 545: Chapter 471: The Change of the Three Realms, the Incarnation Does Its Best! (Seeking Monthly Pass!)_2
"Let’s name him!"
Prince Ira said.
Buddha paused thoughtfully.
"This is Mount Buluo!"
"Facing so many formidable enemies at birth, he will surely become a warrior. Let’s call him Buluoluo Posha!"
"Yes!"
"The warrior born of Mount Buluo, Buluoluo Posha!"
Buddha said solemnly.
Having said that, he leaped into the air, charging towards the surging golden-armored soldiers.
...
City of Anjia.
Udoma stood atop the high platform of the Divine Temple, his hair slightly gray, his hands full of wrinkles tightly grasping a cane.
He tilted his head to listen, turning towards the direction outside the city.
Faintly, countless cries of battle, the clashing of chariots, the ping-pong of spears, the cracking sounds of necks snatched by ropes, and the explosive sound of blazing flames were incessant in his ears.
Bang bang bang!
Udoma’s cane hammered urgently on the marble slab.
Sweat also flowed nonstop down his furrowed brow.
At that moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed.
"What is the situation now?"
Udoma quickly turned his head and asked.
"Teacher!"
"The golden-armored soldiers are too numerous, too powerful, even the bravest charioteers cannot match them!"
"Prince Luomobata is fighting against them in the chariot!"
The disciple spoke up.
Upon hearing this, Udoma looked worried.
Prince Luomobata was indeed the prince of the Kingdom of Anjia.
After being invited to the Kingdom of Anjia, he had become the teacher of the kingdom, responsible for instructing Prince Luomobata.
"No!"
"We must summon the supreme gods!"
Udoma said tensely.
He could feel the formidable power of those golden-armored soldiers outside, their strength surpassing that of the eight-legged beasts, and even more formidable than the Gandharvas.
Although his disciples compared to the Devas, they would ultimately fail before these countless warriors.
Udoma turned and walked up to the altar.
Around this altar, all the priests were seated on the ground, incessantly emitting prayers.
"Great Indra! The Undying Vajra Holder!"
"Guardian of the Vedas!"
"My Supreme Lord!"
"Protect us, protect us from disaster!"
Udoma stood before the altar ablaze with flames, spreading his arms wide, praying loudly, his resonant, lofty tone echoing all around.
The next moment, he grabbed the plate of sweet, fresh mangoes and swiftly threw it into the Fire Sacrifice.
The Fire Sacrifice blazed fiercely, flames soaring, instantly engulfing the mango.
Whoosh!
The burning flames emitted blue smoke, violently shot upwards like lightning falling from the sky, directly rushing to the heavens.
Udoma brought his hands together.
His eyes showed no light, but his heart conveyed all his thoughts.
"Supreme Lord!"
Udoma raised his head, murmuring.
Above, clouds gathered in the sky, swirling into clusters.
Bang!
Boom boom boom!
Streaks of azure lightning flashed in the sky, emitting the deep sounds of giant drums, like the growls of the Naga King echoing all around.
But despite the thunder rolling, no Devas descended.
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying blast erupted.
"It’s terrible!"
"Teacher, it’s terrible!"
"The city gate is breached, run!"
A cacophony of voices kept resonating in Udoma’s ears.
The next moment, a group of disciples hurriedly approached, grabbing onto Udoma, intending to take their teacher away.
"No!"
"Even if we run, where can we go!"
"There are too many Asura allies, there is no place for us to go!"
Udoma said somberly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Udoma pushed off with his arms, breaking free from his disciples, and violently turned his head towards the pit of the Fire Sacrifice, charging towards it.
For the sake of the City of Anjia, he had to summon the Supreme Lord.
Udoma resolutely, without the slightest hesitation, charged straight into the pit of fire.
...
Brahmaloka.
The terrifying battle continued.
Bang!
Sindura’s fists were like red-hot iron, emitting a searing aura, his arms’ muscles bulging as if he were the Naga King emerging from the ocean of milk, drenched in sweat.
With each punch he threw, sweat splattered from Brahmaloka like meteors falling into the Three Realms.
Boom!
Within the Heavenly Realm, the red sweat ignited flames, burning countless Divine Temples; stars in the night sky were shattered by the sweat; the magma on Earth grew even hotter.
"Undying Blessing!"
"You possess an Undying Blessing as well?"
Sindura couldn’t believe it and immediately let out a furious roar.
The next moment, his gaze fixed on Indra, he suddenly saw the latter moving slowly, as though he was preoccupied.
"Fight me!"
"Dare to be distracted!"
Sindura roared furiously.
For a moment, Brahmaloka shook, he threw a punch with such ferocity that it seemed the Wind God was aiding him, producing a wild roar that struck Indra right in the chest.
Indra staggered, involuntarily stepping back two paces.
Whew—
Indra bowed slightly, his expression solemn, as he slowly let out a deep breath.
"My followers are summoning me!"
Indra frowned.
"!!!"
Sindura’s eyes slightly squinted.
The strike did not injure him; indeed, he also had an Undying Blessing.
It was time to use a different tactic!
Swish!
Sindura’s eyes narrowed, emitting a strange mesmerizing light as the Blessing of the Mind Control Technique activated instantly.
For a moment, an array of bewildering and shifting powers formed a canopy in the sky, reflecting into Indra’s eyes.
"!!!"
Indra’s golden eyes suddenly emitted a bright light.
Pair after pair of eyes appeared around him, a thousand eyes fixed in gaze, watching the unpredictable Mind Control Technique.
Crack!
The blessing was immediately broken.
Instantly, Sindura found it unbearably bright, raising his hand to shield his eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, Indra’s golden eyes seemed to pierce through countless distances, seeing through the Three Realms, focusing on various beings.
Pair after pair of eyes blinked.
With each blink, the scenes within his eyes changed, revealing new scenes every moment, reflecting the Three Realms.
"Kamapala! Bali!"
"Go forth!"
Indra thought internally.
In that moment, following his soft call, Kamapala and Bali instantly transformed into brilliance, rushing toward different places.
Anjia City.
As Udoma leapt into the Fire Sacrifice pit.
Swish!
The Fire Sacrifice suddenly transformed, emitting countless golden lights.
Within this golden light, a handsome man came into being.
Thud!
Kamapala stepped out of the Fire Sacrifice barefoot.
With four arms, he wore Vajra Bodhi beads around his arms and neck, clothed simply in a ceremonial robe, his face tender with an expression filled with peace, wisdom, and sincerity.
"Is this the incarnation of the Supreme Lord... Kamapala?"
"The Supreme Lord’s incarnation."
"The Supreme Lord incarnated!"
Voices suddenly rose.
Their voices grew more excited and elevated, all unable to help but bring their hands together in salutation to the figure in front of them.
Kamapala’s golden light illuminated all directions.
This golden light, soft like golden threads, formed a comforting large bed, lifting Udoma mid-air, then gently setting him down.
Udoma landed on the ground, his hands together.
"Please save this city!"
Udoma couldn’t help but let tears flow freely.
The next moment, Kamapala raised his right hand, the palm facing downward toward Udoma.
"As you wish!"
"As you wish! As you wish! As you wish!"
As soon as the words fell, Kamapala’s large hand suddenly clenched tightly, his four arms bulging with veins, akin to a Naga King swelling with bony wings.
Boom!!!
Sounds of breaking resounded.
The bracelets holding the Vajra Bodhi beads on his arms instantly snapped and shattered.
The Vajra Bodhi beads fell to the ground, bouncing continuously, making a crisp snapping sound.
Boom!
The next moment, Kamapala bent his knees sharply, springing forth, shooting toward the city gates like a meteor.
...
On Earth.
Bali too took measured, powerful steps out of the palace.
His footsteps, firm and assured, moved toward his goals, in the direction of Vishnu and Poluo Keluota.
