You're the Challenger, Grand Summoning Art!

"Golden-Eyed, I'm here to negotiate terms!"

Indra stood high in the sky, staring directly at Golden-Eyed as he raised a hand.

Hearing this, Golden-Eyed froze for a moment. Then his expression abruptly changed, and he burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"You think you're worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

Amid his laughter, his voice shook like trembling stars. His enormous mouth resembled a white hole, and apocalyptic gales poured from within, surging forth as an endless, mighty wind.

"Vayu! You're up—hold it back!"

Indra retreated three steps, pulling Vayu in front of him and pointing straight ahead.

"Ah?"

Vayu stared at the overwhelming gale rolling toward them. His mouth fell open, his face filled with horror.

He was indeed the Wind God!

But he barely had any divine power left. Even the Wind God could be blown away by the wind!

"You have to hold it, whether you can or not!"

"Varuna, Agni, and Surya, channel your divine power into him!"

As Indra spoke, he pressed his palms together in praise of the Wind God. Then golden light flashed.

"Praise Vayu, the Wind God!"

"Praise Vayu, the Wind God!"

The Water God, Fire God, and Sun God immediately understood. At once, they praised Vayu, and powerful divine energy flowed continuously into the Wind God's body.

Four healers pumping health and mana into one tank.

"Wind God, don't let the wind blow you away, or you'll lose all face!"

Indra hurriedly said.

"I'm already brimming with power. Don't worry!"

Vayu's eyes flashed like lightning.

He was no pushover!

As the Wind God, he was also a warrior among the gods, the vanguard of the gods' battles.

Vayu raised his hand, and divine power transformed.

Gales gathered and roared without end, turning into ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine white horses before the gods. The wind horses neighed wildly, their iron hooves pounding as they charged ahead.

Hiss—

Nearly a hundred thousand white horses neighed. Their cries seemed to halt the raging wind, tearing through the air and ripping open a path through the gale spewing from Golden-Eyed's mouth.

Golden-Eyed paused slightly and finally gave the gods a proper look.

It seemed these fellows still had quite a bit of power left!

"What did you come here for?"

Golden-Eyed's voice boomed like thunder.

Indra stepped forward and said slowly, "I want to fight you. If you win, we'll leave!"

Hearing this, Golden-Eyed looked as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world. His lip curled beneath his mustache as he looked mockingly at Indra.

"Just you?"

"Indra, what makes you think you dare challenge me?!"

Golden-Eyed sneered, his billowing breath shaking even the Ocean of Milk into turmoil.

"Are you afraid?"

Indra retorted.

Golden-Eyed Asura's radiant eyes instantly widened, fury rising within him.

Afraid?

Would Golden-Eyed be afraid?

Golden-Eyed's anger flared.

But when he recalled Sukra's instructions to hold Mandara Mountain steady, he had no choice but to force down his rage.

"Heh! The current you isn't worthy of challenging me at all!"

Golden-Eyed snorted with a laugh.

Indra took two more steps forward, blinked, and said in a low voice, "I once heard that calves born in a sheepfold grow up acting like sheep. You dwell in the Netherworld, using your eyes and ears all the time, yet you have lost the spirit to fight and struggle. Is that truly reasonable?"

Golden-Eyed listened to Indra's overly refined words and could not help shaking his head.

"What are you talking about?"

Golden-Eyed roared.

"I'm saying you aren't worthy of being an Asura!"

Indra remained calm.

The corner of Golden-Eyed's eye twitched. His face darkened as he glared at Indra.

"I'm not worthy?!"

"My strength can overturn the earth! My strength can pluck down the stars! With your current state, you are utterly unworthy of fighting me!"

Golden-Eyed suddenly roared.

His black hair danced wildly, his arrogance fully displayed. Howling gales burst forth, and towering waves churned atop the Ocean of Milk, their crashing carrying a violent aura that shook the world.

"Heh."

"No!"

Indra smiled faintly, standing with his feet together. His left hand rested against his forehead while his right pointed directly at Golden-Eyed.

"You're the challenger!"

The moment those words fell, silence filled the surroundings.

Surya opened his mouth and drew a deep breath, astonishment written all over his dark face.

"So wild! So arrogant!"

Vayu muttered.

Agni and Varuna could not help swallowing. As expected of the Heavenly Emperor—he could say something so confident and turn the tables so completely.

Vishnu the Protector God lay on his side upon the Serpent Bed.

As he looked at Golden-Eyed Asura, the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

"This is more like the arrogant Heavenly Emperor Indra from before. But without divine power, he wouldn't dare speak so boldly."

"Still, Golden-Eyed has been provoked!"

Brahma Realm.

"What arrogant words!"

Brahma was also watching the events above the Ocean of Milk. He had wondered how Indra would lure Golden-Eyed into acting, but he had not expected such direct verbal provocation.

At that moment, Brahma felt an itch at his neck.

He twisted his head and could not help glancing at the Vedas in his hand, the cosmic treasure emitting a faint golden glow.

Back then, his fifth head had been so arrogant that it constantly insulted the Vedas, bringing Shiva upon him and costing him that fifth head.

It really is important to know who you're talking to before you speak!

Within Kailasa.

Mahadeva Shiva remained motionless. His expression was tranquil, his eyes as deep and still as water, reflecting the scene within the Ocean of Milk.

"It seems the Heavenly Emperor has gained considerable understanding through his ascetic cultivation. He already knows how to stir a person's anxious nature!"

Mahadeva Shiva murmured.

Anxious nature!

It was the nature of agitation, impatience, and anxiety.

Nandi looked on curiously.

"Asuras are warlike and quick to anger. Now that his anxious nature has risen, Golden-Eyed will certainly make a move."

Mahadeva Shiva explained.

At that moment, Golden-Eyed Asura's rage soared to the heavens.

His brilliant golden eyes were like two pillars of light reaching the sky, illuminating every direction.

He had never suffered such contempt. A group of gods who had lost their divine power had actually told him, an Asura King blessed with divine strength, that he was the challenger.

"Then I'll compete with you!"

Golden-Eyed Asura King roared furiously. His arms suddenly loosened, and the massive Mandara Mountain plunged downward, crashing into the Ocean of Milk.

The waves of the Ocean of Milk first sank with it. Then boundless black waves rose around Mandara Mountain, rippling layer upon layer.

At that moment, the Three Realms shook!

"Well fought!"

"I surrender!"

Indra knew the plan had succeeded. He immediately stopped delaying, shouted, turned, and ran.

"???"

The surrounding gods stared blankly at one another. Then Vayu suddenly understood and quickly chased after Indra.

The other gods also immediately caught on and hurried after Indra.

Golden-Eyed's eyes widened. Rage turned his golden eyes blood-red, and killing intent surged into the sky.

"You dare trick me!"

Golden-Eyed howled madly, his voice like furious thunder. He swung his enormous hand, stirring countless winds and clouds as it swept directly toward Indra and the others.

The world instantly darkened. All things lost their color, swallowed by blackness.

Indra looked up and saw wind rolling with clouds, waves of air surging forth, and an enormous hand that blotted out the sky roaring down at him.

So huge!

Golden-Eyed really was formidable!

Fortunately, Indra had someone above him!

Indra steadied himself, coughed twice to clear his throat, then raised his head and shouted.

"Lord!"

"If You do not act now, then when will You?"