Chapter 563: Chapter 477: Big Idea for the Five Great Lakes of Juhlu! (8,000-Word Mega Chapter!)_4
"Biluo Saramo!"
Biluo Saramo! Biluo Saramo! Biluo Saramo!
Suddenly, a cry of surprise, wholly unexpected, resounded within the Divine Ship, echoing above Blood Lake.
On hearing this voice, the form of Ax-wielding Rama shuddered, and he stood rooted to the spot in a daze.
Hm?
Indra’s brow lifted slightly as he turned his head slowly to look toward the source of the sound.
At that moment, he saw an Immortal slowly flying out from the nine-tiered Divine Ship, the Vimanas.
This Immortal had snow-white hair and beard, robed in white, holding a wooden staff used for ascetic practices.
His visage bore a faint resemblance to Ax-wielding Rama!
This Immortal was someone he recognized!
Indra paused for a moment, then slowly began to speak, pronouncing the name of the Immortal.
"Rishi Likiga!"
Indra blinked, thoughtful, murmuring to himself.
Rishi Likiga!
This Immortal had a straightforward identity; he was the father of the Agni Ascetic, the grandfather of Ax-wielding Rama, who had ascended early to the Heavenly Realm and enjoyed its blessings after death.
Of course, Rishi Likiga was also the brother-in-law of many fellow Immortals.
Initially, Indra had descended to the mortal world through a transformation of power, embodying Jatining, the father of those fellow Immortals.
So, in a certain sense, Rishi Likiga could even be considered one of his sons-in-law.
At this time, [Rishi Likiga] was holding his wooden staff.
His eyes wide with anger, he rushed forward, his rather short stature remaining firmly in place, blocking the path of the towering Ax-wielding Rama.
"My grandson!"
"How dare you be disrespectful to the noble-hearted Vajra Holder?"
"Halt!"
Halt! Halt! Halt!
The voice of [Rishi Likiga] echoed, reaching the ears of Ax-wielding Rama, instantly causing a jolt to run through him.
Ax-wielding Rama gasped sharply.
The foot he had raised dropped back suddenly, and he stared fixedly at Rishi Likiga before him, with the blood-red in his eyes gradually fading away.
"Grandfather?!"
Ax-wielding Rama’s gaze finally cleared, and he exclaimed in surprise.
He blinked his stinging eyes, looking incredulously at the figure of his grandfather, Rishi Likiga, who had appeared before him.
Hmph!
Rishi Likiga snorted, his tone one of frustration and disappointment.
"Power is never to be abused!"
"Desire is never to be indulged!"
"How could you let yourself be controlled by your own killing intent, recklessly striking out at the Devas, at the Vajra Holder?"
"That is a great disrespect to the Devas! It is even a greater disrespect to our ancestors!"
Rishi Likiga spoke in a heavy voice.
Ah?
Ax-wielding Rama blanked slightly.
He was aware of the great disrespect toward the Devas, but where did this great disrespect toward the ancestors stem from?
Whoosh!
Indra stepped forward slowly.
With a smile on his face, he gazed at them both peacefully.
Rishi Likiga brought his hands together in respect, his gaze towards Indra showing a mix of shame and embarrassment.
"Great God!"
"Please forgive him!"
Rishi Likiga spoke.
About the affair of King Jatining, this matter can be said to be a secret, but it can also be said not to be a secret.
Nobody spoke of it, yet if those involved sought to know, they could understand through arduous spiritual practice.
Having said this, Rishi Likiga looked towards Ax-wielding Rama.
"Ax-wielding Rama!"
"Now that you have regained your senses, it’s also time for you to know!"
"Originally, the King of Qu Women City, Jushiga, undertook strenuous spiritual practice and made a vow for a Blessing, hoping that the Vajra Holder would be born as his son!"
"That is King Jatining."
Rishi Likiga spoke.
Hearing this, Ax-wielding Rama instantly understood everything.
He was immediately stunned.
King Jatining was his grandmother’s father!
He knew this fact!
Therefore, Indra was his grandmother’s father!
Hiss!
Ax-wielding Rama took a deep breath, his eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.
He subconsciously touched his head, his fingers snapping back instantly, feeling a splitting headache.
His head hurt so much!
Ax-wielding Rama frowned in pain, pondering the relationships.
"Great-grandfather?"
Ax-wielding Rama bowed his head slightly, murmuring to himself.
"Exactly!"
Rishi Likiga nodded and said.
Upon hearing this, Ax-wielding Rama was slightly taken aback; his muddled mind finally cleared, and he slowly looked towards Indra.
Their gazes met, reflecting in the void.
Ax-wielding Rama opened his mouth, his expression one of shock, and finally, his knees weakened, and with a thud, he fell to his knees.
"Great God!"
"Please punish me!"
Ax-wielding Rama knelt on the ground, brought his hands together in prayer, and spoke through clenched teeth.
Indra lowered his head.
He watched Ax-wielding Rama and said, "I understand your grief at losing your father, so there is no fault in killing the Asura, and I do not wish to punish you!"
"However, you cannot control your own rage!"
"Last time was the same! This time too!"
Indra muttered.
As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Ax-wielding Rama, deciding to temper the latter’s temperament.
Ax-wielding Rama was really too impulsive.
Just like a dry stack of firewood, igniting at the slightest touch.
Thinking this, Indra’s eyes shifted, gazing towards the east, in the direction of Purvavideha, an idea suddenly formed.
He smiled faintly, turned around, and looked towards the Blood Lake surrounding them.
"Look here!"
"This place is filled with blood, all of it Asura’s blood, enough to fill the five Great Lakes!"
"Now Purvavideha is experiencing a disaster, life sharply dwindling!"
"Hold a sacrifice!"
"Offer these waters of blood in sacrifice, pray to the Lord of Life, Kashyapa, and exchange it for Purvavideha’s rebirth!"
Indra said.
After suffering a disaster, the number of creatures in Purvavideha had sharply decreased.
Here, however, was an abundance of Asura blood, which could be used as an offering, sacrificed to the Lord of Life, in exchange for granting Purvavideha a chance for renewal.
