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"Jinmu, I have come to negotiate terms!"
Indra stood in the sky, gazing directly at Jinmu, and raised his hand.
Upon hearing this, Jinmu was slightly taken aback before his expression changed dramatically, and he couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"You think you're qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
In his booming laughter, his voice was like a star trembling, his enormous mouth like a white hole, spewing forth a cataclysmic cosmic wind as if heralding the end of the universe, turning into an endless torrent of roaring gales.
"Vayu! It's decided, you will hold the line for me!"
Indra took three steps back, positioning Wind God Vayu in front of him, and pointed straight ahead.
"Huh?"
Wind God Vayu, looking at the surging, towering winds coming his way, was startled and showed a look of terror on his face.
Indeed, he was the Wind God!
But with so little divine power left, even the Wind God would be blown away by the wind!
"You must withstand it even if you can't!"
"Varuna, Agni, and Surya, let's channel our divine power into him!"
As Indra spoke, he brought his hands together in prayer, lauding the Wind God, and then there was a flash of golden light.
"Praise Wind God Vayu!"
"Praise Wind God Vayu!"
The Water God, Fire God, and Sun God immediately reacted, praising Wind God Vayu, as their powerful divine power flowed ceaselessly into the body of the Wind God.
Four wet nurses to buff a shield with healing and mana.
"Wind God, don't let the wind blow you away, or you will lose much face!"
Indra quickly said.
"I am now filled with power, fear not!"
The eyes of Wind God Vayu shone brightly.
He wasn't some herbivore!
As the Wind God, he was a warrior among the gods, the vanguard of their battles.
Wind God Vayu raised his hand, and his divine power took form.
The roaring wind condensed, incessant in its wailing, materializing into ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine white horses before the eyes of the gods. The horses neighed continuously, their iron hooves thundering as they charged forward.
Hiss~
The neighing of nearly a hundred thousand white horses was like a raging wind that could halt weapons, slicing through the atmosphere and tearing through the mighty wind spewing from Jinmu's mouth, clearing a path.
Jinmu was slightly stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take a serious look at the gods.
It seemed they still had quite a bit of power left!
"What are you here for?"
Jinmu's voice thundered like a storm.
Indra stepped forward and said in a soft tone, "I want to fight you. If you win, we will leave!"
On hearing this, Jinmu seemed to have heard some grand joke, could not help but twist his mouth and lift his chin in a scornful look at Indra.
"Just with you!"
"Indra, on what grounds do you dare to challenge me?!"
Jinmu scoffed with a sneer, causing a torrential surge, stirring up the Milk Sea below.
"Are you afraid?"
Indra countered.
Jinmu Asura's brilliant eyes widened instantly, anger rising from his heart.
Afraid?
Would Jinmu be afraid?
Anger welled up in Jinmu's heart.
But remembering the Sukhacara Sage's instructions to properly support Mandara Mountain, he had no choice but to suppress his fury.
"Heh! You are not worthy of challenging me now!"
Jinmu snorted coldly and laughed.
Indra advanced two steps, blinked, and said firmly, "I heard that a calf born in a sheep pen always behaves like a sheep when it grows up. Here you are in the Earth, frequently using your ears and eyes but losing the bravery to fight. Is this reasonable?"
Jinmu, hearing Indra's convoluted words, couldn't help but shake his head.
"What are you talking about?"
Jinmu demanded angrily.
"I'm saying you don't deserve to be an Asura!"
Indra replied calmly.
Jinmu's eyebrows twitched, his face darkening, staring intently at Indra.
"I don't deserve?!"
"My power can overturn the earth; my power can pluck stars from the sky. You, as you are now, simply do not qualify to fight me!"
Jinmu roared forcefully.
His wild hair danced frenetically, showing off his unrestrained spirit, as the howling gales and the tumultuous waves upon the Milk Sea unleashed a ferocious aura that shocked the world.
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"Heh heh!"
"No!"
Indra smiled faintly, standing with his feet together. He placed his left hand on his forehead and pointed directly at Jinmu with his right, softly chuckling.
"You are the challenger!"
As his words fell, silence enveloped the surroundings.
The Sun God Surya opened his mouth, took a deep breath, his dark face filled with astonishment.
"Such arrogance! Such pride!"
The Wind God Vayu muttered to himself.
Fire God Agni and Water God Varuna couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Worthy of being the Heavenly Emperor, he could utter such commanding words with such confidence.
Protector God Vishnu laid sideways on the serpent bed.
He looked at Jinmu Asura, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve up slightly.
"This is more like the arrogant Heavenly Emperor Indra of the past, but without his divine power, he wouldn't dare speak like this."
"However, Jinmu has been provoked!"
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Brahmaloka.
"Such arrogant words!"
Brahma too was observing the events above the Milk Sea, he had wanted to see how Indra would provoke Jinmu into acting, but he hadn't expected such a direct verbal provocation.
At that moment, Brahma felt a tickle in his neck.
He twisted his head slightly and couldn't help but glance at the Cosmic Treasure Vedas Scripture in his hand, which was emitting a faint golden light.
His fifth head had been lost because of extreme pride, continually insulting the Vedas until it provoked Shiva, who removed that fifth head of his.
"It turns out it's really important to choose the right person to talk to!"
Brahma thought to himself.
...
In Kailash.
Mahadeva Shiva sat motionless, his expression serene, his eyes deep and inscrutable, reflecting the scene unfolding within the Milk Sea.
"It seems the Heavenly Emperor has learned much from his rigorous cultivation; he already knows how to stir a person's negative emotions!"
Mahadeva Shiva murmured.
Negative emotions!
They are the characteristics of excitement, impatience, and apprehension.
Shénniú Nándí looked on curiously.
"Asuras are belligerent and easily angered. Now that his negative emotions are heightened, Jinmu will certainly make a move."
Mahadeva Shiva explained.
...
At that moment, Jinmu Asura was fuming with rage.
His dazzling golden eyes were like two pillars of light piercing the heavens, illuminating everything around.
He had never been so disrespected. A group of gods who had lost their divine power dared to call him, the Asura King with the Blessing Force, the challenger.
"Then let's see who is better!"
King of Asura Jinmu roared angrily. His arms suddenly released, and massive Mandara Mountain plummeted down, crashing into the Milk Sea with a thunderous splash.
The waves of the Milk Sea sank momentarily, then endless black gigantic waves rose up around Mandara Mountain, rippling in layers.
At this time, the Three Realms shook!
"Well fought!"
"I concede!"
Indra knew his plan had succeeded. Without further delay, he shouted loudly and turned to flee.
"???"
The surrounding gods looked at each other in a dazed state. Then, realizing what had happened, the Wind God chased after Indra.
The other gods also reacted quickly, hurriedly pursuing Indra.
Jinmu's eyes widened, with anger rendering his golden eyes blood red, a murderous aura rising to the sky.
"You dare to play me!"
Jinmu howled, his voice like thunder. He swung his arms, stirring billions of clouds, and lashed out directly towards Indra and the others.
The sky darkened in an instant, all things lost their color, and darkness prevailed.
Indra looked up and saw the sky filling with rolling clouds and surging energy, an enormous hand obscuring the sun and hurtling down with a roar.
How immense!
This Jinmu is indeed formidable!
Luckily, he has someone above him!
Indra steadied himself, coughed twice to clear his throat, and called out loudly,
"Supreme Lord!"
"If not now, then when?"