Indian Mythology: the Heavenly Emperor is not working today
Chapter 48 - 48 48 Next time for sure this high-end game!

48: Chapter 48: Next time for sure, this high-end game!

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(Please follow) “Jīnchuáng, you truly are the King of Asura, easily seeing through my strategy!”

Indra, with a stern face, nodded earnestly.

Jīnchuáng clenched his teeth, his expression one of shock and anger, his eyelids twitching like tightly drawn bowstrings while his fists were clenched even tighter, trembling non-stop.

Now, capturing Indra was not a problem.

The problem was the time it would take to capture him!

With the Amrita’s powerful blessing on the gods and the fact that this place was in the Heavenly Realm, he had time to capture Indra, but he feared the Earth might have already been turned inside out.

Even more so because his son, Poluo Keluota, had already fallen into the hands of the Heavenly Emperor.

Finally, Jīnchuáng lowered his head and relaxed his hands.

“What do you want?!”

Jīnchuáng asked coldly.

Hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Indra’s lips and a glint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had actually given in!

After a moment of contemplation, Indra said, “Jīnchuáng!

I admire your courage and fearlessness.

I think the two of us should have a fair contest to decide the ownership of the Heavenly Realm.”

When Jīnchuáng heard this, he brightened up, eager to act.

“However!”

“Not now!”

Indra shook his hand and said with a smile.

“If you release Vayu, Agni, and the Gandharva, I will have Soma and Rahu withdraw their armies and release your wife,”

said Indra.

“How can we believe you?

What if you don’t release her?”

Sukhacara Sage, tightly holding the Snake Staff, immediately asked.

Indra brought his hands together, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said without changing his expression.

“I can swear to Lord Vishnu that I will not harm a single hair on your wife and child today.”

“I swear on the honor of the Devas!”

said Indra.

“Wait!”

At this moment, Jīnchuáng suddenly raised his hand, his voice sonorous and forceful, instantly interrupting Indra’s speech.

His gaze was intense as he stared at Indra, making Indra feel uneasy inside.

“Has he seen through me?”

Indra muttered to himself, with divine power surging within, ready to flee at any moment.

Hmph!

Jīnchuáng let out a cold snort, his face displeased as he said through clenched teeth.

“Change it to Brahma!”

“And if you break your oath, I want you to immediately relinquish the throne of Heavenly Emperor.”

Jīnchuáng’s gaze was icy as he spoke.

Indra and Vishnu were the murderers of his elder brother.

Submitting to Indra today was already a continuous insult to his dignity, and to take an oath on Vishnu would be an insult upon insult.

Brahma, huh?!

It seemed Jīnchuáng did not trust Vishnu.

“I, Indra, will never break my oath!”

Indra fell silent for a moment, then quietly nodded and raised his palm towards the sky.

“In that case, I swear to Brahma that if Jīnchuáng releases Vayu, Agni, and the Heavenly Army today, I will indeed not harm Jīnchuáng’s wife and children today, and will order the army to withdraw from the Earth this very day and not harm the Asura of Earth.”

“Otherwise, I will relinquish my title as the Heavenly Emperor!”

His voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the Heavenly Realm.

Jīnchuáng exhaled, his mind made up.

He also slowly raised his hand and said.

“If Indra fulfills his promise, I too shall spare Vayu, Agni, and the other gods as well as the Heavenly Army.

If I break my oath, let me die at the hands of my enemies.”

Jīnchuáng’s voice was cold.

In Brahmaloka.

Brahma, wearing a smile, sat crossed-legged on a lotus flower, looking down upon the Heavenly Realm below, listening to Jīnchuáng and Indra’s words.

Someone had actually remembered him, the Creator God, as a witness.

He was quite pleased!

But what army did Indra have on Earth?

Clearly, they were all in his Brahmaloka.

Especially Rahu, who was actually indulging himself!

Brahma’s gaze shifted slightly, glancing at the many divine cities appearing in Brahmaloka where the Gandharva were gradually restoring order and continuing their guarding duties.

Within a divine palace under heavy guard.

Rahu was delightfully wide-eyed, staring straight at the dancing Apsara while coiling his tail around a goblet, indulging in fine wines.

The drink dribbled from his hollow neck in sparse drops, yet his cheeks were flushed red, inebriated and hazy—it was unclear whether he was intoxicated by the Soma wine or by the beauty.

“Hahaha!

Fantastic, I really love the Heavenly Realm!”

Rahu laughed heartily.

Whoosh!

Brahma withdrew his gaze, his mind focusing with intent.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The clouds of the Heavenly Realm gathered, swirling with mystery, changing unpredictably, and above in the sky of the Heavenly Realm, Brahma’s immense astral form began to take shape.

A regular oath would not require his personal appearance, but between the Heavenly Emperor and Jīnchuáng, he needed to pay serious attention.

“As you wish!”

Brahma’s voice resonated through the Heavenly Realm, the echoes lingering long after.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, the darkness faded away, and under the illumination of Surya, everything became crystal clear and exceedingly bright.

“Scram!”

Jīnchuáng waved his large hand and spoke.

As soon as his words fell, the Divine Power Ropes binding Wind God Vayu and Fire God Agni snapped, and both staggered back in panic, running towards Indra.

Immediately following were their respective mounts, an antelope and a white ram, leaping and flying towards the Devas.

Last was the mighty Gandharva Army.

Jīnchuáng watched Indra coldly and growled.

“I will definitely defeat you next time!”

“Yeah, definitely next time!”

“I will absolutely win!”

“Yeah, for sure!”

Indra responded perfunctorily.

Hmph!

The next moment, Jīnchuáng snorted coldly, turned his head with a gloomy expression and an unwilling rage, and led the army majestically toward Earth.

Indra stood tall and immovable as Mandara Mountain, quietly and distantly watching the Asuras flee Earth.

Vayu and Agni also returned with the many of the Gandharva Army.

“Who would have thought that Soma had gone to Earth with Rahu, no wonder I didn’t see Soma.”

I thought he had gone to the Mortal Realm to secretly meet a woman, I really misunderstood him!

Vayu was shocked.

“The Heavenly Emperor shouldn’t have agreed to their terms, we can’t be killed by them anyway.

Soma could have simply annihilated Earth directly.”

Fire God Agni sighed.

“Makes sense!”

Sun God Surya nodded, his eyes lighting up.

The Devas gathered together, reviewing their previous tactics.

At that moment, Narada Muni cocked his head, blinked his eyes, and gently passed his hand over the Vina, revealing a knowing smile.

“Hey!

Do you think if we strike while the Asuras are returning, we could catch the Asura army off guard?”

“We aren’t part of the oath between the Heavenly Emperor and Jīnchuáng.”

Narada Muni reminded.

“But what about Jīnchuáng?”

Vayu asked.

“The Heavenly Emperor will deal with him!”

Narada Muni laughed.

“!!!”

Hearing Narada Muni’s words, the Devas felt an epiphany, a tantalizing thought.

The plan was actually feasible!

If the Heavenly Emperor just occupied Jīnchuáng,

the rest of the Devas could join forces to launch a surprise attack and annihilate the Asura Army.

And since they were the ones taking action and it was unrelated to the Gandharva Army on Earth, the oath would not be implicated.

“Heavenly Emperor!”

“What do you think?”

Sun God Surya turned his head to inquire.

In his eyes, a streak of light flared up, crossing the void and heading straight for Brahmaloka.

“Aren’t you fleeing yet?!”

“Earth doesn’t have an army at all!”

All the Devas heard was a roar that echoed for a long time.

The Devas were slightly stunned.

No army?

There was no army!!!

This is bad!

“Aruna!”

Surya’s pupils contracted, he immediately turned around, moving as swiftly as the wind, even faster than Wind God Vayu, and dashed towards the Sun God Chariot, calling out to the God of Dawn.

Aruna had already understood.

With a flick of the reins!

There was a snap, the horses neighed loudly, the wheels rolled, and the chariot rapidly sped away.

“No army, what do we do when the Asuras come back?”

“This is bad!”

The Devas and the Gandharva Army caught on as well.

The Devas one by one rushed towards the Sun God Chariot and crowded onto it.

Thankfully, the brilliance of the Sun God Chariot was like ropes and threads, almost tangible.

Even more Gandharvas clung to the chariot’s radiating light like grabbing onto ropes, streaming majestically, like a dangling milky way, heading towards Brahmaloka.

“Slow down!”

“Wait for me!”

“Add me too!”

Aruna’s pupils shook as he watched the steeds stumble; he was struck with awe.

The moment to test his driving skills had arrived!

This high-stakes game!