Immortal, Use Flame Fist on the Asuras!

A streak of golden light instantly emerged behind Indra, its points of light flickering as they transformed into countless sparks, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.

The starlight spread in an unbroken expanse, shrouding the Ocean of Milk.

Yet beneath this radiance, everything remained as it was. Nothing happened, as though it had all just been special effects.

"Hahaha!"

"Since when did you, Indra, learn Maya power? You can't scare me!"

Golden-Eyed laughed in fury.

Maya!

It was illusionary power!

The Vedas stated that there existed within the universe an all-knowing, all-powerful supreme entity—Brahman.

Brahman was the origin of all things, eternally existing and unchanged by time or space.

Everything in the world was a manifestation of Brahman. All things were created through the illusionary power of its manifestation and were therefore unreal, merely illusions. Only by breaking through the "illusion" could one find Brahman and thereby attain the supreme state of Brahman-Atman Union.

Thus, Maya was Brahman's manifestation, like dreams, illusions, bubbles, the light of the sun, and the shadow of the moon.

"Teacher Vipralambha, what are you doing? You're not planning to screw me over, are you?"

Indra was slightly stunned as he looked around.

"Golden-Eyed!"

Vishnu's calm voice suddenly rang out, echoing over the Ocean of Milk.

The voice seemed to come from an infinite height, as though it had crossed immeasurable distances. It stood above the Netherworld, the Human Realm, and the Heavenly Realm; above the Brahma Realm, above Kailasa, above the world itself.

Following the voice, Indra looked upward.

At an immeasurable height, Vishnu revealed his form. His azure-blue, four-armed figure stood loftily above all things.

At that moment, Vishnu seemed to be in the cowshed of Goloka, bathed in sacred radiance. With one hand, he held up an enormous, heavy mass of milk, from which rich, fragrant milk flowed and became the Ocean of Milk.

Huge!

Far too huge!

It seemed capable of destroying the world in an instant.

As the Protector God, Vishnu could temporarily surpass even Shiva in power while preserving the continuation of the world, enough to destroy the world itself.

But he would absolutely never destroy the world. Otherwise, he would lose both the power and identity of the Protector God.

Golden-Eyed looked up from afar, his heart filled with shock and fury.

A flash of golden light shot forth as Chakravyuha flew from Vishnu's hand.

Whoosh!

Chakravyuha flew from Vishnu's finger, dreamlike and illusory, as though crossing countless spaces before instantly rushing toward Golden-Eyed's neck.

Startled, the surrounding gods immediately came to their senses and cried out in delight.

"Excellent! The Lord has acted. Golden-Eyed is dead for sure!"

"Hahaha! No god can stop Chakravyuha. Golden-Eyed is dead, and with the Asuras leaderless, no one will lead them to attack the Heavenly Realm!"

"Yes!"

Surya and the other gods jumped with joy.

But Indra reacted at that moment and frowned.

"Golden-Eyed seems to have Brahma's blessing, doesn't he?"

Indra muttered to himself.

He narrowed his eyes and stared directly at Golden-Eyed.

Golden-Eyed was both shocked and enraged. Facing Chakravyuha, he instinctively turned his head and shut his eyes.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, Chakravyuha landed on Golden-Eyed's neck. The divine wheel spun without pause, but the wheel that could divide the Ocean of Milk and slice through Mandara Mountain seemed to have met an insurmountable barrier. It could not cut through Golden-Eyed's neck at all, not even severing a single hair.

Vishnu frowned slightly as his enormous sacred form returned.

Two beams of golden light descended with it.

One fell beneath Mandara Mountain, which had dropped into the Ocean of Milk. Towering waves surged as Kurma appeared and lifted Mandara Mountain upon his back.

Mandara Mountain slowly rose.

Kurma extended his round-beaked turtle head from the water.

The other golden beam flickered continuously before landing beside Indra and taking form. Vishnu revealed his original appearance and stared at Golden-Eyed before him.

"A blessing!"

Vishnu murmured.

A pair of golden eyes slowly opened.

"Hahaha!"

"Even the Protector God is nothing more than this. In this world, only my brothers and I are the strongest!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura threw back his head and laughed.

He clasped his hands around his head and twisted his neck. His joints cracked, producing a series of creaking sounds.

Then he curled his lips into a sneer, arrogantly raised a hand, and pinched Chakravyuha between two fingers. The divine wheel stopped, held between the Golden-Eyed Asura's fingertips as he provocatively stared at Vishnu.

Vishnu's expression darkened slightly. With a twitch of his finger, Chakravyuha turned into a streak of golden light with a whoosh, vanishing as it drifted back to his fingertip.

A blessing was like game code, directly embedded into the game. Even a GM would have trouble dealing with it.

The gods were terrified.

This Golden-Eyed Asura was too terrifying. Even one of the Trimurti, the Protector God, could not harm him.

"Impossible! How could he block the Lord's Chakravyuha?!"

Surya's eyes widened.

"He must have received a blessing. Did he undergo ascetic practice for Brahma?" Agni slapped his thigh and guessed.

"That must be it! It has to be!"

The Wind God and Varuna also cried out in shock.

Within the Brahma Realm.

Brahma's face darkened slightly as he slowly turned his head, avoiding Goddess Saraswati's gaze.

Goddess Saraswati grew even more curious.

She was certain now. The blessing must have been given by her husband!

"Alas!"

"When Golden-Eyed was in the Netherworld, he performed ascetic practice for me and received a blessing. Neither humans, gods, nor demons can harm him!"

Brahma explained the full story in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Goddess Saraswati's gaze remained calm, though her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

"If that is the case, then the gods are in trouble!"

"No one can defeat me!"

"No one!"

Golden-Eyed let out thunderous laughter that shook the Ocean of Milk. A divine hammer materialized in his hand, blotting out the sky as it smashed heavily toward Indra.

Indra snorted and retreated behind Vishnu.

Golden-Eyed possessed the power of a blessing. No gods, demons, or humans in heaven and earth could harm him.

Legend had it that Vishnu once separated out a boar incarnation that was neither god, demon, nor human. Only after battling the Golden-Eyed Asura for a thousand years did that incarnation kill him.

Golden-Eyed was indeed strong.

But Vishnu stood before Indra. As long as Indra stood here, no one could make him so much as sway.

A faint golden light manifested from Vishnu's body and drifted upward. When it collided with the descending hammer, a deafening boom erupted, blocking the hammer's force.

Vishnu frowned in thought.

At that moment, a patch of white light suddenly appeared in the distance. Under its radiance, the Asura Mentor Sukra led the way, with Vajra Body, Holika, and the other younger brothers and sisters at the front, while Prahlad, Vipralambha, and Simhika served as generals.

Hundreds of thousands of Asuras surged forth.

"Hahaha, my Asura army is here! Today, all you gods will become my prisoners!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura laughed heartily, his gaze sweeping over the many gods.

With so many Asuras, capturing a few gods who had lost their divine power would be effortless.

He had won!

Win, win, win, win, win!

Surya and the other gods were terrified and did not dare speak. They could only fly to Vishnu's side and look pleadingly at the Lord.

Vishnu frowned.

When the gods saw that Vishnu said nothing, they became even more panicked.

"With so many Asuras, we're absolutely no match for them. Should we return to the Heavenly Realm?" Varuna suggested quietly.

The moment those words were spoken, the other gods immediately agreed.

"That is what we should do. We need to make long-term plans!"

"Lord, what should we do?"

"Yes, with the Lord here, nothing will go wrong. Why don't we leave first?"

The gods fully displayed their cowardly nature, panicking so badly that they did not know what to do.

Indra also looked toward the army. His eyes shone like the sun, growing brighter and brighter, as though the sun itself were his eyes.

Their formation was so orderly! There were so many Asuras!

This was serious!

These Asuras were becoming a little too civilized!

Indra wore a loyal expression.

He sidestepped, tilted his head slightly, and advised Vishnu.

"If we can't kill Golden-Eyed, can't we kill the other Asuras?"

"Lord, use Chakravyuha on them!"