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Vote for Monthly Tickets) “Mara Asura?!”

“Khyahgriva!”

Sukhacara Sage murmured.

Khyahgriva, meaning ‘one with a horse’s neck,’ was indeed an Asura from the Daitya clan, and Mara was one of the more outstanding among the Daityas’ Asura.

But…

Now this Mara Asura was not only undergoing ascetic practices by himself.

Beside Mara Asura,

there were also two stout-bodied Asuras, equally engaging in rigorous spiritual practice.

These two Asuras were short and robust, with their hair in disarray, wearing black armor, their skin as if smeared with a layer of snow-white grime, looking all white and spotty.

The three of them gathered together, all standing on the edge of an axe blade, striking the same pose to collectively undergo their harsh spiritual practices.

“Praise Goddess Parvati!”

“Praise Goddess Parvati!”

…

A continual chain of prayers sounded.

While the scene was peculiar, it did not capture Sukhacara’s attention.

What truly drew him were the two Asuras, covered in white grime and emanating the aura of Vishnu.

These two Asuras seemed as if they had been marinated by Vishnu himself.

From afar, Sukhacara felt this displeasing aura.

“Hmph!”

“These two Asuras must have a major connection with Vishnu.”

“I hope their spiritual practice fails, or if they succeed, they’ll be quickly struck down by the Heavenly Emperor.”

The Sukhacara Sage snorted coldly, praying secretly, then furrowed his brows in distaste, speeding up his steps and intentionally avoiding the area.

He did not wish to bump into these two individuals!

Soon after, Sukhacara Sage made his way deep into the Earth.

Beneath his feet was a bubbling, boiling sea of magma, the scorching rivers of fire, and the pungent smell of sulfur filled the air.

Whoosh~

Sukhacara inhaled a breath of black smoke to calm his mind, then slowly ascended, his body gradually inverting, head downward, suspended over the magma.

Billows of black smoke surged upward, searing and acrid.

Yet he accepted it all, bringing his hands together beneath his head, to catch the sweat dripping down.

Drip-drop!

Drip-drop!

The sweat gathered in his hands.

Hanging upside down, inhaling the smoky air and collecting his sweat, he carried on his austere practices.

When it came to proficiency in asceticism, Sukhacara had reason to be proud.

Those who could endure longer than him did not possess his elegant poise; those with more elegant poise did not last as long as he did.

Sukhacara set aside his thoughts, starting to wholeheartedly praise Mahadeva Shiva, immersing himself in his spiritual practices.

“Praise Mahadeva!”

…

Elsewhere.

In the Heavenly Realm.

After the complete resolution of the Jīnchuáng incident, the Heavenly Realm was at last restored to the hands of the Devas.

The Heavenly Realm, having been ravaged by Narasimha, saw the Asuras’ constructions reduced to ruins, which did not require deliberate dismantling but merely cleaning up.

Truly a cause for celebration!

A cause for celebration!

Sudarśana City and many temples were also moved back from Brahmaloka, returning to their rightful place in the Heavenly Realm.

“Eh!”

“Having stayed so long in Brahmaloka, it feels odd to be back now!”

Wind God Vayu exclaimed, hands on his hips.

Years away from the Heavenly Realm.

They had almost gotten used to living in Brahmaloka, and suddenly moving back to the Heavenly Realm felt somewhat strange.

“Indeed!

After so many years, we had gotten used to Brahmaloka.”

Wind God Vayu agreed.

“Truly so!”

Water God Varuna also nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Indra blinked with a strange look in his eyes as he glanced at them.

“You all moved back?”

Indra asked.

“Indeed!”

Sun God Surya, Fire God Agni, Wind God, and Water God chorused.

“Am I the only one who left a palace behind in Brahmaloka?

I might go back to stay occasionally.”

“Didn’t you prepare early?”

Indra looked surprised.

With so many Asuras in the Three Realms, if a few more with the strength of Jīnchuáng came along, he would certainly flee.

He could then head straight into Brahmaloka, having a place to stay.

No need to move now!

The gods have been beaten so many times, haven’t they ever thought about the principle of preparing for a rainy day?!

“!!!”

In an instant, the gods were shocked, all dumbfounded.

Sun God Surya frowned, clenched his right fist, and smashed it into the palm of his left hand; Fire God Agni shook his head, also couldn’t help but widen his eyes; Wind God Vayu opened his mouth slightly; Water God Varuna turned his head, a look of regret on his face.

No wonder Indra could be the Heavenly Emperor!

How did they not think of this situation!

“Can we move over now?”

Water God Varuna spoke up.

The gods looked at one another.

Uh…

After all, Brahmaloka wasn’t their old home, and to move back now would seem somewhat improper.

“We need to find a god who is closer to the Supreme Lord!”

Surya spoke slowly.

“Soma!

Soma would be perfect!” Fire God Agni brightened.

“Soma was born with the Supreme Lord’s blessings and is close to Him.

When the time comes, let him move a palace to Brahmaloka first.”

Back in the day, the Three Aspects Deity tested the loyalty of the wife of Adili Immortal and blessed her with three children.

Soma is indeed a representation of the Power of Brahma!

“Good!

Good!

Agni, what you said is good!”

Wind God Vayu’s eyes sparkled, and he said cheerfully.

When the time comes, they would have Soma lead them, and they believed the Supreme Lord Brahma would not refuse, for they had all lived in Brahmaloka for so many years.

Leaving a few more palaces there shouldn’t be a problem, should it?

“That’s the idea!”

Water God Varuna also expressed his agreement.

…

Time flew by.

Many Gandharvas were busy, renovating the divine palaces in the Heavenly Realm.

The Devas were also ready.

Adorned in gold and silver, shimmering with divine energy, they prepared to set off for Vighna, to attend the Supreme Lord’s banquet.

But before they departed, they first arrived at Miscellaneous Grove Garden, to complete a daunting task.

Begging the Heavenly Emperor to stop his ascetic practices!

In the Miscellaneous Grove Garden.

The grass was green and lush, birds sang and flowers bloomed with fragrance wafting through the air, the verdant Bodhi Tree was full of green leaves, and the azure waters of the lake rippled gently with the breeze, creating a picturesque scene of natural beauty.

What a comfortable life this is!

Indra, with his hands clasped behind his head, leaned against the trunk of the Bodhi Tree, slowly yawned, and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Hah-hoo~

This lovely day calls for sleep!

Seeing this scene, the gods jolted, their faces changed all at once, and they couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Hss!

No way!

The Heavenly Emperor isn’t going to practice asceticism again, is he?!

Fire God Agni swallowed hard and hurried forward, raising his hand to speak.

“Heavenly Emperor, shall we go?”

“This rare good time is perfect for enjoying the beauty of Vighna.”

Fire God Agni said.

Upon hearing this, Indra lifted his eyelids, stretched, and glanced over at Fire God Agni.

“Not going!

Not going!

I already said I was preparing for asceticism!”

Indra said.

He had already been ready to go into asceticism again, and there was absolutely no need to run off to some gathering at this time!

Really no need!

“Not going!”

Indra decisively refused Fire God Agni.

“Heavenly Emperor, are you really not going?

This is the Supreme Lord’s gathering!”

“We haven’t seen Vighna yet!”

Quickly, Wind God Vayu, smiling, invited again.

“It’s not interesting, practicing asceticism is much better!”

Indra continued.

Upon hearing this, Vayu scratched his head in resignation, his face bitter, and said, “But if you’re practicing asceticism, Heavenly Emperor, who will make it rain?!”

Ah?!

“Weren’t you guys doing just fine before, not to mention Airavata is there too!”

“By the way, where’s my little elephant?”

Indra looked up, his gaze drifting, and looked towards the great lake.

Boom!

A white figure broke the surface of the water, and the spray exploded instantly, pulling up layers of waves.

With its back to them and moving away at high speed, it dashed off.