Wind God Vayu waved his hand sideways, and a powerful force swept across in an instant.
Whoosh!
Beneath the Heavenly Emperor's Temple, the clouds dissipated, and the scene of the Mortal Realm lit up instantly.
A magnificent stone divine temple stood tall upon the earth.
Huge stones were carved into white elephants with three heads and six tusks, located in the middle of this grand temple. Crowds of worshippers came with watering cans and fresh flowers to pay homage—people were bustling in and out, the temple was thriving with visitors, and the flow of devotees never ceased.
"Look!"
"The Mortal Realm is worshipping your mount; don't you feel ashamed?!"
The Ritual Master Immortal said.
Indra blinked, looking down at the dense crowd, and couldn't help but laugh.
"This is pretty good too!"
"Look at this!"
"Next to Airavata, isn't that a statue of me? Who says there's no worship?!"
Indra said with a happy laugh, pointing at the temple in the Mortal Realm below.
