Whoosh! Whoosh!
Blinding streaks of lightning burst forth from Antaka's eyes, shooting into the sky and simultaneously enveloping his entire body.
A bolt of lightning flashed fiercely.
In an instant, it transformed into a radiant figure, breaking through the darkness with force.
Boom!
Indra supported himself with his left hand on the ground.
In his right, he held the Vajra Pestle, bristling with thousands of blades and angling behind him, his legs bent and firmly planted on the ground.
Behind him.
Antaka's eyes emitted light, abruptly shooting out as he trembled, his hands desperately covering his eyes, screaming in pain as he sprung up.
Boom!
His form shot out like a meteor, howling and roaring like a maddened, wounded wild boar, charging toward the direction of the Asura Temple.
Seeing this, Indra took a deep breath.
His complexion gradually calmed.
"Hoo~"
"Breaking through his eyes was indeed not easy, but good thing I restrained him," muttered Indra.
