Chapter 651: Chapter 523: Sukhacara, Summoning Vishvakarman!
"Child!"
"How are you feeling?!"
Parvati grasped Antaka’s shoulders with both hands, shaking them nonstop. A sudden flash of blue light appeared on her fingers, like the hand of death descending to seize Antaka’s shoulders of fate.
Crack!
Crunch!
Antaka’s robust body immediately let out sounds of tearing, as if his flesh was being crushed.
At that moment, his face contorted in pain.
He clenched his teeth tightly, unable to stop the thought of trapping Parvati in his eyes as well.
"Quick... let go!"
"Mother!"
Antaka shook his head weakly, bringing his hands together in prayer. The blindfold over his eyes became slightly damp, as if tears had soaked everything.
"Child, why are you crying?"
Parvati asked frantically.
Seeing this, Indra also looked at the trembling Antaka and said in a deep voice, "Tears are filling his eyes, it must be too painful for him!"
"Perhaps only by extracting and destroying the Triple city can we alleviate his suffering,"
Indra suggested.
"Yes! Yes!"
Antaka couldn’t help but nod repeatedly in agreement.
Seeing this, Parvati grew tense again. Her eyes focused, fixating on Antaka before her.
"Is that true?"
Parvati inquired.
Just as Antaka was about to speak, his face suddenly turned pale, and he involuntarily showed an expression of agony.
"My eyes... so painful!"
"So hot!"
"My eyes... are about to spew fire!"
Antaka let out a low roar.
His eye sockets filled with fierce bloodshot veins, spreading from the corner of his eyes toward the back of his ear.
Whoosh!
The red blindfold covering his eyes suddenly flew up, blown into midair. As the cloth fluttered about, he abruptly tilted his head back and let out a terrifying roar.
Roar, roar, roar!
In the deafening roars, waves of black mist erupted from his eyes.
The black mist shot straight into the sky.
The entire sky was engulfed in black smoke, rolling tumultuously like ocean waves.
Three rotating cities intertwined in a spiral motion, slowly emerging from the black fog.
The Silver city and the Black Iron city rotated, orbiting around the Golden city.
The Golden city shimmered with a golden glow.
Under the cover of this golden light, a golden Flame Eye floated midair. The Flame Eye blinked, its pupil rippling with light, fostering a terrible Power of Death within.
"!!!"
Sukhacara Sage took a long breath.
He lifted his head, gazing at the Flame Eye. A faint smile appeared on his stern face.
"Fortunately, this time’s sacrifice to the Great Heaven granted me the Power of the Great Heaven."
"This is the Gara Power of the Great Heaven, Power of Death, Power of Time, and the flames of the end of the world. Even in the still darkness of this era, this eye can still illuminate."
Sukhacara Sage smiled slightly, feeling a hint of pride in his heart.
Just like his name ’Sukhacara,’ which means ’Primordial Yang, the Seed.’
He had been swallowed by the Great Heaven and then ejected. In a sense, he was the Son of the Great Heaven. Therefore, he could draw upon the Power of Sacrifice to conjure this Flame Eye.
Sukhacara Sage looked at the Flame Eye excitedly.
Swoosh!
A jet of flame shot from the Flame Eye, resembling the soaring Linga Pillar, instantly breaking through Kailash’s golden light and flickering unstoppably in all directions.
Boom, boom, boom!
Endless radiance flickered in the void, as if the center of the world was watching over everything in the Three Worlds and Six Paths.
At this time, [Lianmu] was controlling the Golden city.
"It’s out!"
"Hahaha, no one can trap us!"
[Lianmu] laughed loudly.
His body swayed slightly as he raised his right arm slightly, with a golden drape hanging from his forearm, striding out of the Divine Temple and looking down below.
"Mahadeva!"
"You cannot destroy us!"
"Next, we shall rule over the Three Realms, bring the world into our grasp, and turn the Devas into our slaves!"
Lianmu raised his hands high, his head held back, speaking in a cold voice.
The next moment, Flame Eye blazed like a burning torch, wrapping around the Golden City and piercing the sky in an instant. A passageway was carved through the void, casting the endless golden light of the Heavenly Realm within it.
He was going to the Heavenly Realm!
Seeing this scene, Indra’s eyes narrowed.
If this guy entered the Heavenly Realm, there would surely be chaos there.
Thinking so, he brought his hands together, stepped forward, and spoke, "Great Heaven, these Asuras are a threat not just to the Devas but are also disrupting the order of the world."
"Today they dare to attack the Heavenly Realm, tomorrow they will dare to disturb the Tranquil Forest on earth, troubling the ascetics; the day after, they will dare to challenge Narayana in Vighna."
"The creatures of the earth will suffer disasters just like Antaka!"
said Indra.
Hearing this, Parvati looked pityingly at Antaka.
She stretched out a hand to the child whose eyes were bleeding and, unable to help herself, raised her head to look at the triple city, voicing her anger, "It’s all the fault of these Asuras!"
Shiva’s expression slowly turned cold.
He looked intently at the three cities in the sky, his grip on the Trishula tightening more and more.
Interruptions in the world’s order were usually dealt with by Narayana.
But if Lianmu and his two companions attacked Vighna and the Tranquil Forest, it would be going too far.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, the triple city in the sky suddenly split apart, no longer converging in one place.
A voice echoed from within the Golden City.
"Xingmu, Dian Huan!"
"My brothers, go to the Mortal Realm’s Tranquil Forest and the Sacrificial Altar, and capture those Immortals and Ascetics!"
"Use these Immortals as hostages!"
Lianmu called out loudly.
The Silver City and the Black Iron City then moved, their massive forms spinning like suns, flying toward the vast land.
Boom!
The sound of thunder!
Shiva’s eyes reddened as he lightly lifted the Trishula and then struck it to the ground, emitting a boom like thunder.
The hurried sounds suddenly rang out from his Damaru Drum.
Thump thump thump thump thump! Thump thump thump thump thump!
As the drumbeats resounded, the skies above Kailash became incredibly dark, with thick clouds gathering, and thunderstorms and gales sweeping all around, raging thunderfires burning in the sky.
"Power has driven him to madness, void of reason!"
Shiva’s face was stern.
Parvati’s expression was also icy cold.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, two beams of light descended, illuminating two glowing figures.
To the left, one had four arms, with the Mysterious Wheel of Sight spinning at its fingertips, draped in a golden garment with bright gemstones sparkling at the chest, emanating starlight.
Vishnu!
To the right, a figure with white beard and hair, having four heads, holding a thick Vedas Scripture as if it were a brick.
Brahma!
At that moment, the Three Aspects Deity converged here together.
Brahma, with a serious demeanor, solemnly shook his head.
"Great Heaven!"
"The Heavenly Emperor is right!"
"They will surely go to the Tranquil Forest to kidnap those Immortals, followed by Vighna and my Brahmaloka as their targets."
"We cannot sit idly by!"
Brahma said.
He felt that Indra was very correct!
Only, it seemed he had neglected to mention his Brahmaloka; once the Asuras breached the Heavenly Realm, the second target would surely be his Brahmaloka, not Vighna.
Shiva turned his neck to look at Brahma, then directed his gaze toward Vishnu.
Vishnu’s eyes were focused and intense.
"These triple cities not only carry blessings but also the Power of the Great Heaven, the Power of the Fire of the End of the World. To defeat these Asuras, we need to gather half the power of all gods, transforming it into a chariot!"
"Let us summon Craft God Vishwakarman!"
"Only he can forge a chariot capable of bearing this mighty power!"
Vishnu declared.
