You're a Bit Too Extreme, Sin of Pride

"Use the Chakravyuha on them!"

Indra said in a deep voice.

At these words, hesitation appeared on Vishnu's handsome face. His gaze swept across the massed Asuras, and he seemed unable to make up his mind. He could not help letting out a long sigh.

"Isn't that a bit too extreme?"

Vishnu said.

There were hundreds of thousands of Asuras. How could they simply be slaughtered?!

"This isn't extreme at all!"

Indra shook his head.

"As warriors, they have done nothing wrong. But these Asuras helped Golden-Eyed rule the world and acted out of greed. They are warriors who do not uphold Dharma!"

"Besides, Golden-Eyed alone can suppress so many gods. If these Asuras die, perhaps he'll go back and reproduce!"

For a moment, the gods felt as though a veil had been lifted from their minds and immediately began fanning the flames.

"Exactly! If Lord can get rid of these Asuras, that would be wonderful!"

"Then the Heavenly Realm will be stable, and the Human Realm will know peace!"

"What an excellent plan! As expected of the Heavenly Emperor!"

That made sense!

These Asuras were not as powerful as Golden-Eyed.

A small portion of them were roughly equal to the gods, while most were on the same level as the Gandharvas—ordinary minor gods.

If Vishnu acted now and eliminated this Asura army, then even if Golden-Eyed won, it would be useless.

Hearing this, Vishnu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

This really did seem to make sense!

He had never liked the Asuras much to begin with. They were Brahma's descendants, not his followers, so he held little affection for them.

Now that he heard this, his heart stirred.

But immediately afterward, he realized this was not something that should be done now.

This was the Perfect Age at the beginning of creation. Life flourished throughout the Three Realms, and all things thrived in a scene of boundless vitality.

The Perfect Age would last one million, seven hundred and twenty-eight thousand years!

If he truly wiped out most of the Asuras, the resulting karma would cause the world to skip past the Perfect Age. It would be like the world leaping directly from childhood over part of its growth stage and into middle and old age.

If he really did that, karma would bind him, and Shiva might personally step in, break with him, and come to stop him.

He could not do that!

Vishnu thought to himself and immediately shook his head.

"???"

Seeing this, Indra could not help feeling disappointed.

He had wanted to see rivers of blood!

In the Mahabharata, the Perfect Age had long since passed. Vishnu personally descended as Krishna and directly brought about the war between the Pandavas and Kauravas. One billion, six hundred million warriors gathered in Kurukshetra and began the Kurukshetra War, slaughtering one another.

At the time, Krishna had personally urged Arjuna to fight. Those who did not conform to Dharma deserved to die.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

And so both sides turned Kurukshetra into a river of blood!

"!!!"

Sukra could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

Indra truly was ruthless!

The gods and Asuras were both sons of Kashyapa, yet Indra wanted Vishnu to wipe out most of the Asuras. Regardless of whether it could succeed, that intention alone was utterly insane.

That was truly terrifying!

"Mentor, what should we do now?"

Asura Vajra Body, also a son of Kashyapa, could not help turning to look at Sukra beside him.

They loved battle, but they were not fools!

One of the Trimurti stood with the opposing gods. If Vishnu truly did this, would they not be finished?

Sukra's eyes darkened slightly as he considered the matter and looked toward Golden-Eyed.

Golden-Eyed was already furious beyond measure, glaring fixedly at Vishnu as though he intended to attack him.

If Vishnu finds a weakness in Golden-Eyed's blessing once they fight, that would be bad!

Thinking this, Sukra stepped forward and flew to Golden-Eyed Asura's side before speaking to Vishnu.

"I propose a temporary truce. First, let us churn the Ocean of Milk and restore the strength of the gods and Asuras."

Sukra said.

As soon as his words fell, Golden-Eyed beside him immediately widened his eyes in displeasure and stared fixedly at Sukra.

Sukra's face turned cold, his expression as hard as ice, and he glared right back.

Golden-Eyed narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, then turned away and said nothing.

"Agreed!"

Vishnu nodded slightly. Golden light radiated from his body before he vanished from the spot.

Sukra let out a breath of relief.

He had truly feared that Vishnu would personally enter the fray. Vishnu could be called an Asura slayer; if not a thousand Asuras had died by Vishnu's hand, then at least eight hundred had. His grudge against Vishnu had begun because Vishnu had used the Chakravyuha to kill Asuras.

At that moment, Sukra shifted his gaze toward the gods.

The gods were completely unaccustomed to this fellow's cold, rigid expression.

The Sun God turned his head and stared at the black waves upon the Ocean of Milk. Agni looked left and right, unwilling to meet his gaze. Vayu watched Sukra warily, while Varuna lowered his head in a daze.

Indra, meanwhile, stared at Sukra with a curious expression.

If he remembered correctly.

In the future, Sukra would undergo harsh ascetic cultivation to Shiva and obtain a mantra that could bring Asuras back from the dead, using it to oppose the gods who possessed Amrita.

Later, no matter how the Asura King failed, he would always offer guidance and launch attacks against the gods.

This old man was quite capable!

By comparison, Priest Sage, the Heavenly God Mentor, seemed rather useless when it came to fighting Asuras?

Still, Priest Sage had an excellent relationship with him. The two were practically best friends.

Sukra and Indra looked at each other, their gazes meeting in the air.

At last, Sukra's eyes fell upon Priest Sage.

He snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, turned to Golden-Eyed, and said, "Heavenly Emperor Indra is difficult to deal with right now. You had better be careful."

Golden-Eyed sneered.

"Don't worry!"

"My blessing is invincible. Forget a mere Heavenly Emperor—even if the Trimurti come, they will not be able to touch a single hair on my head."

Golden-Eyed Asura's tone was extremely arrogant.

Hmph!

Hearing this, Sukra snorted coldly.

"You are too arrogant. Sooner or later, you will die at their hands!"

Having said all he needed to say, Sukra did not wish to speak further. He only needed to protect the remaining Asuras.

Now that Vishnu had entered the fray, Goddess Lakshmi could no longer be taken!

It would be best if they could seize the Amrita.

As he thought this, enormous waves suddenly rose across the Ocean of Milk. Vast wings covered the sky, and radiant golden feathers swept over the sea. Many Gandharva war gods stood atop the Golden-winged Great Peng's back, holding divine spears and bows as they faced them from afar.

"The army of gods has arrived!"

When Indra saw these divine troops descend, he did not relax.

After the many treasures were churned from the Ocean of Milk, there would still be a great battle between the Asuras and gods. It would be extremely dangerous.

Even setting that battle aside!

A terrifying poison would also be churned from the Ocean of Milk.

Halahala!

We need to be on guard! Indra thought.