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39: Chapter 39: Jīnchuáng Bestow Blessing, Crisis Approaches (Please Follow) 39: Chapter 39: Jīnchuáng Bestow Blessing, Crisis Approaches (Please Follow) All Three Aspects Deity were self-born.

The Creator God Brahma was responsible for creation, and almost all life on Earth originated from him.

Narada Muni was born from Brahma’s forehead.

The Salabhamvid Goddess, on the other hand, came into being from the thumb of Brahma’s left hand, thus, Brahma and Salabhamvid Goddess were both parent and child, as well as husband and wife.

Upon hearing this, the Salabhamvid Goddess laughed and shook her head.

Her eyelids gently fell as she closed her eyes.

“Thank you, mother!”

Narada Muni was overjoyed, his hands together in praise.

As he turned, his form disappeared from Brahmaloka.

“Where should I go next?”

“That sound of praise must be coming from the Earth.

Father is also there, so I’ll go to the Heavenly Realm!”

Narada thought to himself with a smile.

…

Earth.

Within a seething pool of magma, the scorching heat rose, giving off a terrifyingly fierce power.

A bare-chested, towering man stood on one leg in the middle of the magma.

His hair was disheveled, his frame emaciated, his face covered in ashes, but aside from being thinner, his features were identical to King of Asura, Jinmu; hardly any difference could be seen.

He was Jinmu’s twin brother — Jīnchuáng!

“Praise to the Supreme Lord Brahma!”

“Praise to the Supreme Lord Brahma!”

Jīnchuáng’s eyes were tightly closed as he murmured continuously, praising the Creator God Brahma.

The mighty Power of Asceticism burst forth from his body, transforming into countless strong and invisible forces, destroying everything close by.

Whether it was the magma, rocks, or trees, all were annihilated under this Power of Asceticism.

A splendid golden light appeared in the sky, and Brahma descended to this place.

Brahma looked down at Jīnchuáng with a smile that soon turned slightly stiff, a hint of awkwardness on his face.

But now that he was here, he could only follow protocol.

Swish!

Brahma raised his right hand, emitting a golden light from the palm that fell upon Jīnchuáng.

In that moment, under the power of Brahma, the magma calmed, the intense heat dissipated, and the wounds on Jīnchuáng’s body vanished, his withered form returning to its original robustness.

Jīnchuáng’s eyes suddenly opened.

He lowered his head to look at his restored body, his eyes intense, burning with supreme excitement.

His long asceticism was finally complete!

“Your Asceticism Perfection has been achieved, what do you desire?”

Brahma said slowly.

Jīnchuáng lifted his head, his eyes brimming with excitement.

He spread his arms wide, baring his broad chest, and made his most avaricious request for a blessing.

“I wish for immortality!”

“Brahma!”

Jīnchuáng implored eagerly.

“I cannot grant the blessing of immortality!”

“To be born is truth; to die is also truth.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are the cycles of all things in the world, the truth of the universe.

The blessing of immortality goes against the laws of the world, and not even Shiva or Vishnu can bestow such a blessing.”

“Ask for another blessing!”

Brahma explained.

Upon hearing these words, Jīnchuáng withdrew from the pride and excitement brought by his successful asceticism.

Is it really so?!

Jīnchuáng’s gaze became calm.

He took a deep breath, composed himself, looked up at Brahma, brought his hands together, and bowed slightly as he made another prepared request for a blessing.

“Oh my lord!

Bestower of the greatest blessings!

“If in your benevolence you would grant me the favor I desire, then please, let no creature you have made harm me!”

Jīnchuáng’s voice grew louder, his tone increasingly impassioned.

“Bestow upon me immunity from death inside or outside any residence, during the day or at night, in the sky or on the earth.

Protect me from perishing by creatures not created by you; let no weapon wound me, no man or beast slay me!”

“Grant my survival from every existent and non-existent entity, and bestow upon me, immortality against all gods and demons, so the hordes of Nagas below cannot harm me.”

He raised his arms and cried out loudly.

“No one shall wound you in battle; thus, you are invincible!”

“So also grant me the matchless.”

“Imbue me with the incredible power gained from my asceticism, which shall never be lost at any time!”

Jīnchuáng’s eyes shone brilliantly, his voice passionate and sonorous as he waved his large hand like a conductor by a spring, elaborating his own Blessing Force.

Brahma patiently listened to the blessings Jīnchuáng wished to receive.

Without a doubt!

This blessing was even harder to decipher than Jinmu’s.

If there were a scoring system for requesting blessings, Brahma would have given Jīnchuáng full marks, awarding full points for his logical thinking.

It truly wasn’t immortality!

It was perfectly within the rules!

Brahma, expressionless, raised his right hand, and streams of golden light scattered down, blending into Jīnchuáng’s body.

“As you wish!”

As you wish!

As you wish…

Resonating echoes of the blessing rang out in all directions, and the Sanskrit sound of ‘Dada Sido’ vibrated incessantly.

Amidst these echoes, Jīnchuáng also felt his own transformation.

Powerful Blessing Force surged within him.

What is invincibility?!

He, Jīnchuáng, was invincible!

“It’s time to go back!”

Jīnchuáng walked barefoot with large strides, slowly making his way out of the now tranquil magma terrain.

Three familiar figures appeared before him.

Leading them, holding a Snake Staff, with snow-white hair and a stern face, was Sage Sukhacara.

To the left was a young man, handsome in appearance, none other than Jinmu’s second son, Karonime; to the right was another young man, unremarkable in features, but with a tightly bound black cloth around his eyes, this was Jinmu’s adopted eldest son, Antaka.

Upon seeing the three arrivals, Jīnchuáng quickened his pace, stepping forward to meet his Asura instructor, Sage Sukhacara.

“Instructor!”

He first glanced at Antaka and Karonime as a signal and then pressed his hands together in a gesture of respect for Sage Sukhacara.

Sage Sukhacara nodded slightly.

At this moment, Jīnchuáng’s mood seemed pleasant as he looked around and asked in surprise, “Where’s Big Brother?”

Sage Sukhacara’s face stiffened, he snorted coldly and then turned his head.

Karonime’s face also bore a sad expression.

“Father is dead!”

Antaka suddenly spoke.

Boom!

Jīnchuáng’s figure shook as if struck by thunder, his whole being stunned, his eyes first disbelieving and then welling up with tears of grief and rage, as murderous intent erupted.

“Who is it?!”

Antaka looked down sorrowfully and said, “It was Protector God Vishnu and the Heavenly Emperor who killed Father!”

Upon hearing this, Jīnchuáng slowly clenched his fists.

“I will avenge Big Brother!”

Jīnchuáng spoke coldly.

After speaking, he turned his head intending to leave.

“Wait!”

At this point, Sage Sukhacara suddenly raised his hand, blocking Jīnchuáng’s path.

“Now Earth is in chaos, various Asuras wish to vie for the throne, you must first defeat them and obtain the Earth Realm Force to become the King of Asura.”

“Only then will you be more assured of taking revenge on the Heavenly Emperor and Protector God!”

Sage Sukhacara said.

Jīnchuáng looked directly at Sage Sukhacara, took a deep breath, and suppressed his grief and anger.

“I understand!”

His voice was hoarse as he spoke.

Jīnchuáng’s gaze was stormy as he strode with an air of unbeatable might, heading towards the Asura Temple with an overwhelming presence.

“Heavenly Emperor, Vishnu, just you wait!”

“I want to see who can stop me!”

…

In the Heavenly Realm.

Sudarśana City.

Indra was strolling in the garden.

“Let’s plant the Wish-Fulfilling Divine Tree right here!”

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