Chapter 600: Chapter 497: The Dispute Between Two Tutors, Lianmu Arrives!
"I’m back!"
I’m back! I’m back! I’m back!
Sukhacara Sage, in a snow-white ritual robe, held a long staff in his hand as he stood upon the high altar.
His eyes were piercingly cold as he looked around, his gaze like a raised sword slowly sweeping over the faces of the Asura King and the others.
Boom!
Rumble!
His eyes flashed like lightning and thunder, making everyone around him tremble.
"Sukhacara!"
"He’s actually back!"
The Asura King’s eyes widened with astonishment as he exclaimed.
"The teacher is back!"
Galonimi too, looked on with surprise and delight, stepping forward two paces involuntarily.
But then his smile froze, and he turned to look at another figure on the altar: "This isn’t good, the teacher is actually back, what about Myriad Forms?"
Galonimi’s breath tightened as he instantly turned his gaze to Three-headed Thousand Forms.
At this moment, the Asuras were already uncontrollably excited.
"Teacher!"
"It really is the teacher!"
"The teacher is back!"
Shouts of astonishment erupted from the mouths of the Asuras.
The Asuras all looked up, joyfully gazing at the suddenly appearing teacher.
Wasn’t this teacher swallowed by Mahadeva?
And yet he’s returned!
However, it was also great news, signifying the reappearance of the Sanjeevani Curse and the possibility of their own resurrection.
In the midst of these many gazes.
Thud!
Sukhacara Sage gripped his staff and struck it fiercely against the ground, emitting a crisp sound.
He surveyed the crowd, his gaze eventually settling on the figure of Three-headed Thousand Forms.
"Hmm?!"
"Myriad Forms Immortal..."
Sukhacara Sage’s eyes narrowed.
He squinted his eyes slightly, recalling the odd expressions on the many Asuras’ faces, and immediately had a rough guess in his heart.
At that moment, Myriad Forms Immortal also slowly turned his head.
The two exchanged glances.
Swish!
In an instant, their gazes clashed in the void like flickering lightning bolts.
"Sukhacara!"
Myriad Forms Immortal furrowed his brow, immediately showing a wary expression.
He had finally become the teacher of the Asuras, and now this guy had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he suspected that it might have been deliberate.
Thinking this, the heads on his left and right began to sway.
"You..."
"Don’t even think about it... hic!"
The head on his left was still drunkenly inebriated.
The head on his right burst into flames, fire raging furiously as it opened its mouth and spat out a fiery proclamation: "You will not take my place, I am the true teacher of the Asuras!"
Myriad Forms Immortal roared in anger.
His voice sounded at times like thunder, at times like the crackling of burning flames.
It echoed in all directions!
"Hmph!"
Hearing this, Sukhacara Sage’s countenance immediately tightened.
He had always been one to avoid confrontation but this Myriad Forms Immortal was so arrogant in wanting the position of teacher of the Asuras.
"Hmph!"
"I am the teacher of the Asuras recognized by Mahadeva!"
Sukhacara Sage declared.
He gripped his staff and began to step forward.
Myriad Forms Immortal maintained his stance against Sukhacara Sage, standing in front of Sukhacara Sage, their gazes like lightning, colliding and intertwining in the void.
"You can say whatever you want, but now only I am the teacher!"
"Asura King!"
"Now he is the king of the Asura clan, the ruler of Earth Realm, and he personally invited me to be the teacher!"
"Your time has already passed!"
Myriad Forms Immortal’s middle head kept its eyes closed, muttering the Vedas, but his right head wouldn’t stop, and as it opened its mouth, it continued to shout at Sukhacara Sage.
Boom!
A burst of flames shot from the mouth of Myriad Forms Immortal.
The flames raged, shooting straight at Sukhacara Sage and almost twisting space itself where they passed.
"!!!"
Sukhacara Sage’s eyes widened.
He twisted his body violently, ducking to the side, avoiding the ball of fire.
The next moment, his stern face furrowed with anger.
"You dare to attack me!"
"To lay hands on such an Ascetic as myself!"
"I know your mother was an Asura, and you, progeny of an Asura, even as a son of the Artisan God, still reveal your true nature!"
Sukhacara Sage was furious.
Although he was the teacher of the Asuras, he had considerable disdain for most Asuras and held no fondness for them.
He clasped his staff and swung it down hard at Myriad Forms Immortal.
Whirl!
The dark staff swept through the air with a forceful gust, emitting strong winds and striking down in an instant.
Three-headed Thousand Forms dodged promptly.
"You can’t talk like that!"
Myriad Forms Immortal’s right head thundered.
Now he too was filled with rage, and as he gestured, his body glittered with gold light, gathering into bright golden auras.
The aura vibrated and Divine Artifacts began to emerge!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
In a flash, Curved Saber, mace, Rope and spear flew out as weapons, like a multitude of shooting stars, flying towards Sukhacara Sage.
"!!!"
The Asuras’ eyes widened as they stared at this scene in shock, greatly astonished.
The new and old teachers were actually fighting each other!
"Not good!"
"Teacher, please stop!"
Galonimi shouted loudly, leaping up onto the altar.
"Please, cease this at once!"
The Asura King stepped forward as well.
Both of them stood in front of the two teachers, blocking any further conflict.
Just then, the drunken head of Myriad Forms Immortal suddenly lifted, his nostrils quivering as he caught a whiff of the aroma of Sumo Fine Wine.
"How fragrant~ the wine~"
Above the left head of Myriad Forms Immortal, his eyes blurred, he muttered to himself.
This head instinctively followed the scent of wine.
The next moment, a voice also followed, echoing in the ears of the many Asuras.
"Stop it!"
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
A lofty voice suddenly burst forth.
This voice echoed in all directions, but the mentors and the Asuras here almost completely ignored it, still continuing to battle.
For a moment, the Divine Scepter in the hands of Sukhacara Sage disappeared, and instead, he gripped a Curved Saber.
His figure leaped, flickering atop the altar, dodging many weapons, and charging towards Myriad Forms Immortal.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Maya Asura shook his head.
He sighed, and with a gentle wave of his hand,
Whoosh!
A stream of Maya Illusion Power waved out from his arm, twisting everything. Maya’s Power instantly separated the Three-headed Thousand Forms and Sukhacara Sage.
Between the two, a vague purple light emerged.
The figure of Maya Asura coalesced, descending upon the altar.
"Maya Asura?"
Sukhacara Sage widened his eyes, looking at the Asura before him with a grave expression, speaking cautiously.
"Maya?"
Myriad Forms Immortal also looked on with focused eyes.
At this moment, the many Asuras gathered here, all looking at Maya Asura who had come to this place.
Doubt arose in King Niu Jie’s heart.
Ever since the Intoxication demon created by Maya Asura was defeated last time, Maya Asura had been shut away and did not emerge, and now he suddenly appeared.
What on Earth was he planning to do!
"Maya Asura!"
"What are you trying to do by stopping us?"
Myriad Forms Immortal questioned.
At the mention of this, Maya Asura let out a light chuckle. He swept his gaze over the many Asuras and said in a deep voice, "I am not here as an individual!"
"What I represent is..."
"The King of Asura!"
Maya Asura spoke.
"!!!"
King Niu Jie’s brow furrowed.
His complexion instantly changed, his face becoming stern and somber as he took a step towards Maya Asura.
Boom!
The sky behind him changed, dark clouds shrouding the heavens, and streaks of crimson lightning coursing like serpents, wildly dancing like wings, compelling all the Asuras to inevitably look up to the sky.
"There is only one king in the Earth Realm, and amongst the Asuras, there is only one ruler!"
"And now that person is me!"
"Are you challenging me?"
King Niu Jie spoke in a low voice.
He had already become the King of Asura, the power of the Earth Realm surged throughout him, continuously boosting his strength.
The terrible momentum almost formed into dark clouds, pressing down heavily.
The icy gaze of King Niu Jie, like the frost of hell, enveloped Maya Asura.
He was already prepared to confront Maya Asura.
"!!!"
Witnessing this scene, Maya Asura’s eyes flickered.
"No!"
"The ruler of the Asuras, will be the stronger one!"
"Only the stronger one can govern the Earth Realm, rule all Asuras!"
Maya Asura spread his arms.
He let out a series of growls, the sound ferocious like thunder, echoing in all directions.
Bang!
Boom! Boom!
The sea of clouds churned, and lightning surged wildly.
The next moment, Maya Asura looked up at the sky and then stepped backwards. Two beams of golden light suddenly descended from the sea of clouds and landed atop the towering altar.
Whoosh!!!
The light of the two pillars dimmed and finally concentrated into two figures.
Lianmu folded his arms across his chest, Xingmu slightly bowed his head, and Dian Huan looked up to the sky. The two stood side by side in equal positions, each posture revealing their different natures, a wild aura flowing between them.
"Lianmu, Xingmu!"
King Niu Jie’s eyes sharpened, watching this scene with a frosty gaze.
These two were the sons of Toraga, strong in their own right, but said to be in ascetic training.
Could it be that they have completed their ascetic training?
At this time, Lianmu’s gaze was peaceful. He quietly stood there, head held high, gazing at the Throne of the Asura King not far away, with calm eyes like an ancient well.
"Today!"
"We are here to reclaim our father’s throne!"
Lianmu said.
Hearing this, King Niu Jie’s expression turned cold.
"I am the current King of Asura!"
King Niu Jie declared.
At that moment, as if Lianmu hadn’t heard him, he continued looking at the throne a short distance away and said, "I’m here to take back the throne!"
Listening to this, a tightness gathered in King Niu Jie’s heart.
These two guys dared to come, surely they have completed their ascetic training and surely possess blessings.
"I’ve still got a chance to win!"
King Niu Jie clenched his fist, internally sneering.
His eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the power within himself, the Earth Realm Force building within him like a volcano about to erupt.
Whoosh!
His body shone like Mandara Mountain, or the sun, lighting up with rays of brilliance, the light endless.
Mighty power surged through him.
"As long as this power is within me, everything will turn out alright!"
King Niu Jie thought to himself.
His eyes hardened, bright as stars, and his fists gathered endless strength, launching a strike forward.
Boom!
This punch was with his full effort.
King Niu Jie charged forward, taking big strides, and then ferociously swung a punch. It looked unremarkable, aimed at Lianmu.
But this punch made the surrounding Asuras tremble in fear.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With heavy steps, King Niu Jie quickly closed in on Lianmu.
This punch was directly aimed at Lianmu’s chest.
Lianmu’s lips curled into a slight smirk.
He raised his arms, resting them on his hips, quietly watching as the fist swung towards him.
