As Jyeshta departed, the Devas finally managed to lift their bodies and slowly climbed up from the steps.
They collapsed onto the stairs, unable to resist gasping for air.
"Thank goodness she's gone!"
Sun God Surya's expression eased as he patted his chest.
He lowered his head, glanced left and right at his arms, and saw that the radiance on his body was gradually stabilizing before he took a long breath.
"My radiance is still here!"
"Thank goodness!"
Surya felt relieved in his heart and laughed.
In the Three Realms, whenever a major disaster occurred or a powerful Asura appeared, it often caused his body to turn pitch black, losing its radiance.
Now, as long as he didn't turn black again, that was already a great fortune.
Fire God Agni slowly rose.
He adjusted the golden crown atop his head and turned to look in the direction where Jyeshta had departed.
"Jyeshta seems to have gone to intercept the Asura!"
"She shouldn't have any problems, right?"
Fire God Agni said.
