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47: Chapter 47: That’s Right, This Is How I Did It (Please Follow and Vote for Monthly Tickets!) 47: Chapter 47: That’s Right, This Is How I Did It (Please Follow and Vote for Monthly Tickets!) “My ascetic practice exceeds yours!”

Jīnchuáng slightly bowed his head, his cold eyes burning with surging battle intent and murderous aura, restless and seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

The terrifying momentum transformed into invisible waves, assaulting in all directions.

Boom!

The invisible force of the shock swept everywhere.

With the blessing of Earth Realm Force, his strength was now no less than his brother Jinmu’s, perhaps even greater.

The Sukhacara Sage and many Asuras retreated in succession, not daring to directly face this fearful might.

“The Jīnchuáng of today is even stronger than his brother!

More dominant!”

“Indra is no match for him!”

“He is sure to unite the Three Realms!”

Holding the Snake Staff, Sukhacara Sage’s eyes flashed with determination, speaking with utter conviction.

Indra’s eyebrows furrowed.

This Jīnchuáng’s blessing was more troublesome than Jinmu’s.

He didn’t even want to fight.

After all, fighting Namuchi was like bullying the weak, but Jīnchuáng was a genuine expert.

Attacking him brought no harm, and he himself was more likely to end up taking a beating.

He wanted no part in this!

First, he would try to see if he could deceive him!

Indra pondered, his eyes narrowing as he watched Jīnchuáng steadily approaching.

He slowly raised his hand, palm facing Jīnchuáng.

Jīnchuáng’s eyes sharpened.

The Heavenly Emperor was about to make his move!

The next moment, he took a firm step forward and continued onward.

No matter what attack the Heavenly Emperor launched, be it Vajra Pestle or Thunderbolt Arrows, he held absolute confidence in himself.

Under the Bestow Blessing, no one could stand in his way!

The Sun God Surya and Narada Muni also brightened up.

The Heavenly Emperor usually didn’t stay this calm when facing powerful enemies!

Could it be that Indra had been endowed with some kind of power by Mahadeva to defeat Jīnchuáng?

“Wait a moment!”

“Before we fight, I’d like to ask you a question.”

Indra raised his hand and suddenly spoke out.

Thump!

Jīnchuáng ceased his footsteps, gazing at the Heavenly Emperor and spoke slowly, “Ask!”

“Are both the Fire God and Wind God in your hands?”

Indra inquired.

“Correct!”

Jīnchuáng nodded slowly.

He had bound those two deities with Divine Power himself.

From behind him, amidst the Asura Army, Wind God Vayu and Fire God Agni were pushed forward.

The two were tied up firmly, a light green Divine Power Rope binding them tightly like two immobilized human sticks.

“Heavenly Emperor, save us!”

“Damn Asuras, have the guts to let us go!”

Agni and Vayu shouted.

Jīnchuáng snorted coldly and raised his arm, pointing at the Heavenly Emperor, “Next, you will become one of them.

You Devas have drunk the Amrita and possess Undying Bodies, but no matter, I will defeat you and make you my eternal servant!”

“To pay back my elder brother’s grudge!”

Jīnchuáng said coldly.

“Wishful thinking, but you have miscalculated!” said Indra, and he slowly bowed his head, his eyes shifting slightly.

Jīnchuáng seems to have a son named Poluo Keluota.

He recalled the memories from his past life, and thankfully, as a Deva, his memory was crystal clear.

In an instant, he remembered the name—Poluo Keluota.

“Your son’s name is Poluo Keluota, right?”

Indra said with a smirk.

“???”

Jīnchuáng was initially stunned, his face showing a mix of surprise and suspicion.

“How do you know that?!”

Jīnchuáng blurted out.

His son was indeed Poluo Keluota.

The child had been in his wife’s womb for thousands of years, and he had only just been born upon completion of his arduous cultivation, receiving his name then.

As far as he knew, aside from himself and his wife, no one was aware of this.

“Hmm!”

“Then it’s settled!”

Indra nodded, his lips curling up as he raised his head to look straight at Jīnchuáng.

“Don’t you find it strange how empty the Heavenly Realm is?”

“Oh, right, you’ve never been to the Heavenly Realm, but the Sukhacara Sage should know how many in the Gandharva Army there are in my realm.”

“You can’t really believe that my Heavenly Realm only has a hundred thousand soldiers!”

Indra spread his arms and couldn’t help but laugh.

Jīnchuáng frowned, a look of alarm turning his head towards the Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara.

“Indeed, the Heavenly Realm cannot possibly have only so few people!”

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara scanned around and immediately discovered that the surroundings were empty, the palaces gone, and no sign of Gandharva warriors anywhere.

Where had everyone gone?!

A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

“Have these armies gone to attack Earth?”

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara exclaimed in shock.

“Exactly, just so!” Indra’s eyes lit up, nodding in quick succession.

“It is indeed the wisdom of Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara!”

Jīnchuáng’s face grew cold, forcefully suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

“Humph!

You’re trying to trick me!”

“In my Earth Realm, we have Brahman and Vibhrajit standing guard; you cannot possibly take it down.”

Jīnchuáng declared.

Indra’s eyes narrowed slightly as he thought rapidly.

“Devas indeed cannot!”

“But some Asuras can!”

Indra took a deep breath and waved a hand, the layers of mist in the Heavenly Realm dispersed, revealing the Mortal Realm beneath like a reflective water mirror, showing many images from below.

Countless stars were encircling around Mandara Mountain.

“What are you talking about?”

Jīnchuáng bellowed in anger and confusion.

Indra pointed, his fingertip directly targeting two dim stars above the cluster.

“Do you see those two stars?”

Indra said.

With doubt and suspicion, Jīnchuáng stared at these two stars, turning his head once more towards Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara.

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara’s expression turned icy.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the Heavenly Realm, looking towards the two stars above, which faintly revealed a light, unveiling the familiar and much-loathed power of Vishnu.

This power formed a hazy silhouette, flickering the image of a fearsome human head and a massive tail.

As it happened, Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara recognized this head.

“Rahu!”

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara’s complexion drastically changed as he squeezed out these two syllables from his throat.

“Rahu?!”

Jīnchuáng’s eyes bulged in bafflement.

Grinding his teeth in fury, Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara said, “This is Vishnu’s power, having turned Rahu into a Star God, he’s now one of the heavenly folks!”

“So what, the Earth Realm has Brahman and Vibhrajit defending it; even if this Asura is familiar with the Earth Realm, it’s impossible for him to break through within a short time.”

Jīnchuáng said gravely.

“No, that’s not it!

You’ve been immersed in bitter cultivation!”

“You don’t know, Rahu is the son of Vibhrajit!”

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara hurriedly explained.

Boom!

Upon hearing this, Jīnchuáng felt as if struck by thunder; his mind went blank.

His eyes reddened with blood, he spun his head and glared daggers at Indra.

At that moment, all clues in his mind connected.

“You deliberately lured us to the Heavenly Realm, then dispatched a massive army, led by Rahu in secret to the Earth Realm, colluding with Vibhrajit to capture my wife and children.”

“No wonder my brother died by your hand!”

“How despicable of you!”

Jīnchuáng barked, teeth clenching with fury.

He wished he could kill the Heavenly Emperor this instant, but his wife and children were in this same Heavenly Emperor’s grasp.

It was unbearable!

Ritual Master Immortal Sukhacara also stared at Indra with shock and anger.

Such a malicious scheme!

Such despicable planning!

Such a terrifying stratagem!

His old adversary, the Ritual Master Immortal, could never fathom such a plan.

It surely must be this Heavenly Emperor!

He had sent Rahu to infiltrate the Earth Realm.

Sun God Surya and Narada Muni beside him were also frozen in place.

The Heavenly Emperor had also sent out a massive army!

To have kept it a secret from them for this long!

“Even I was deceived; worthy of the War God!

Worthy of being the Heavenly Emperor!”

Surya exclaimed in shock.

Indra: “…”

He blinked, unsure of what to say next.

This…

“That’s right!

You’re correct, that’s exactly what I did!”

Indra nodded seriously.