Chapter 585: Chapter 489: Am I Reporting, Do You Want to Usurp Power?
Indra swung his great arm.
The golden arm moved through the air like a boastful, fluttering banner, scattering golden light with every motion, and his large hand, like Garuda’s unstoppable claws, grasped the half of an arm’s skeleton in an instant.
The arm bone was lean and oozing blood, a dark blood that flowed ceaselessly.
Drip-drop! Drip-drop!
The smooth wound extended from between the index finger and thumb, splitting towards the arm, covering nearly the entire forearm.
This arm was precisely the one severed by the Eye-poker.
"This arm is not bad!"
"It can be taken away!"
Indra happily proclaimed.
His form swayed slightly as he strode forward.
His footsteps cast shadows like the rising and setting sun, spanning between the Three Realms, abruptly stepping into the void, about to leave this place.
But at that moment, a voice tinged with a faint smile sounded from behind him.
"Vajra Holder!"
"Your Divine Light of Liberation is like the sun, flaunting itself across the Three Realms, whether you enter the Heavenly Realm or hide in the Earth."
"Whether you grow larger or smaller or make use of Maya’s deception!"
"You are like the sun at its zenith, shimmering with light, drawing their attention!"
Vishnu said with a smile.
Ah?
Was there such a saying?
Indra slowly turned his head, involuntarily raising an eyebrow as he looked towards Vishnu.
"Really?"
Indra asked.
"Of course!"
Vishnu shook his head, his body gleaming with Divine Light. "Wherever you go, your Divine Light will attract attention.
"You have reached liberation, and your Yoga in action, wisdom, and faith is nearing completion!"
"You are like Mahadeva’s Linga!"
"Glowing brilliantly!"
"Naturally, you will attract those Yogis!"
Vishnu said with a smile.
Amidst the mild laughter, his eyes subtly lifted, as if revealing the silhouette of a shining figure clad in animal skins within his pupils.
Indra’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
Action Yoga is the duty performed without attachment to success or failure; Wisdom Yoga is the understanding of the world; Faith Yoga is devout and steadfast belief.
These three forms of Yoga complement each other, ultimately leading to Liberation!
A very serious path to Liberation!
However, when bestowing a Blessing, one would shine as brightly as Mahadeva’s Linga.
That must be a side effect!
"Vighna, Brahmaloka, and Kailash, none can stop those Immortals!"
Indra pondered with a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
A sudden idea sprang to life!
The next moment, he wore a solemn expression, looking intently at Vishnu.
"World Protector! Destroyer of Motu!"
"There has been something on my mind that I have been longing to say but have never found the opportunity!"
Indra shook his head, speaking earnestly.
"Oh?"
"What."
Vishnu’s smile was warm, like the gentle sun in spring, as he softly spoke.
Suddenly, Indra raised his right hand and pointed straight down to the ground, the spiritual light at his fingertip seeming to pierce through the infinite layers of rock, pointing deep into the earth’s core.
He decided to report!
"I have found a Liberator!"
"But he is not toiling in the sea of suffering, nor is he in the cycle of reincarnation; instead, he remains with his power intact, lurking within an Asura’s body."
Indra declared.
"!!!"
Vishnu’s gaze flickered.
The face that had been as gentle as a spring breeze still wore a smile, but his eyes now held a heavy seriousness.
"That indeed requires a look!"
"Let me then cover your brilliance!"
Vishnu said.
After speaking, he gazed at Indra, a faint smile gracing his features.
Vishnu smiled slightly.
Indra watched Vishnu, curious about the other’s technique.
But soon he found that Vishnu had turned to look at him, reminding him with a smile, "Be careful not to get lost in it."
"Hmm?"
Indra tilted his head in curiosity.
But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, within his glimmering pupils, he saw a tremendous figure.
He saw it!
In this moment, Vishnu, smiling, was standing still without any movement, as an intangible shadow slowly rose behind him.
This shadow was like the sky, like the ocean of milk, like the Three Realms.
Immensely vast!
It was also delicate like clouds, rainbows, trees, and flowers in every detail.
This shadow had a thousand heads.
Each face exuded a different aura; some were like Devas, others like Asuras, some like Gandharvas, and others like humans...
It contained all of the world’s varieties, all-encompassing!
Huge yet Complete, as if entering everything, like a silk thread going through pearls, stringing all things together.
This figure encompassed the world, resembling the Primordial God, an undying Supreme Soul, casting a hazy light that enveloped the world.
This mellow light of hazy transformations was merely revealed.
And in an instant, within Indra’s heart, a longing to merge into it rose sharply.
"What?!"
Indra raised an eyebrow slightly, his heart tightening.
He quickly steadied his mind and watched this scene in astonishment, finally understanding Vishnu’s method of covering his brilliance.
Good Lord!
His method was to produce a greater brilliance and simply cover it up fiercely.
Talk about simple and crude!
Whoosh!
The image of the Supreme Original Man, as if encompassing the universe, emitted a faint golden light, concealing Indra’s form within it.
Meanwhile.
Whether in Brahmaloka or Kailash, Brahma and Shiva both wore smiles, murmuring to themselves, praising Vishnu.
The Immortals within the Three Realms also stood frozen.
"Praise to Narayana!"
"Praise to Narayana!"
Looking up in astonishment at this spectacle, they brought their hands together in prayer, with voices of praise ringing out, honoring this Supreme Original Man.
Under the radiance of Vishnu.
Indra felt as one with the light, nearly merging into this Divine Light, his own brilliance immediately blending in.
