Exchange, I Am the Asura King!

"Is Indra really like this?"

Vayu, the Wind God, felt his heart surge with emotion and couldn't help but speak.

As the Wind God, he was the vanguard and a great general among the gods. His relationship with Indra, the War God, was exceptionally close, and they understood each other deeply.

He just hadn't expected Indra to be so eager for battle now!

"Here I come!"

Vayu, the Wind God, immediately charged forward.

Surya, the Sun God, looked helpless. He exchanged a glance with Agni, the Fire God, and followed with a sigh and a shake of his head.

Varuna, the Water God, hesitated.

Although he wanted to go to the serpent's head, all the Heavenly Gods had gone to the tail, so he felt awkward going against them. He glanced at the distant Asura army, swallowed nervously, and quickly followed them to the serpent's tail.

Meanwhile.

"Let's go, we'll head to the serpent's head!"

Golden-Eyed waved his hand grandly, issuing an order, and prepared to move out.

He was already impatiently ready to snatch the treasures churned out from the Ocean of Milk!

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the Asura general Prahlad stepped forward.

He appeared to be middle-aged, with golden armor adorning his tall frame, shining as brightly as the morning clouds and sounding as sharp as shattered glass.

"They chose too readily, heading straight for the serpent's tail. I suspect a conspiracy. I propose we switch positions with the Heavenly Gods – they go to the serpent's head, and we go to the tail!"

Prahlad narrowed his eyes, gazing at the distant Heavenly Gods as he analyzed the situation.

Upon hearing this, the Asura Mentor Sukra frowned.

A hint of speculation flashed in his calm eyes.

"That's right!"

"Shesha is coiling around Mandara Mountain with its body. If we pull and tug from both sides, Shesha will surely be in pain and spew flames, scorching our army."

"We must switch positions with the Heavenly Gods!"

Sukra reasoned.

Hearing Sukra's analysis, many Asuras suddenly understood.

Golden-Eyed sneered and waved his hand dismissively.

"What can mere serpent venom and serpent fire do? You are Asura warriors, are you afraid?!"

Golden-Eyed's gaze swept across the surroundings.

Prahlad stopped talking.

Sukra's face lengthened, his expression growing increasingly grim.

The Asura general Vipralambha looked hesitant, but finally stepped forward and spoke cautiously, "My son, Rahu, is skilled in Maya illusions. Perhaps he could transform into a Heavenly God and investigate secretly."

"No need!"

Golden-Eyed's eyes widened, his beard bristled, and he waved his hand, directly rejecting Vipralambha's suggestion.

"As long as I am here, these Heavenly Gods will never win!"

"I am the Asura King! Even Vishnu cannot kill me. I am victory! I am glory!"

"You just need to obey my orders!"

"Go!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura King waved his hand grandly, immediately summoning the Asura army to head towards the serpent's head.

"Stop at once, ignorant Golden-Eyed! If you continue like this, one day you will die by your own arrogance!"

Sukra roared angrily.

"Mentor, I respect you, but that is no reason for you to interfere with my orders."

"I am the Asura King!"

Golden-Eyed snorted coldly, stomped on the Ocean of Milk, crushing the waves with a rumbling sound, and turned to leave.

Sukra stood with a dark expression, too angry to speak.

"Hmm?!"

Indra rubbed his eyes, raised his hand to his brow, and gazed into the distance.

He saw the vast Asura army, like countless slanting raindrops, already moving towards the serpent's head.

This isn't right!

According to legend, shouldn't these Asuras have come to switch positions?

This is going so smoothly!

"Huh? That's great! They went towards the serpent's head!"

Surya, the Sun God, exclaimed excitedly.

"This is good too! Very good!"

Vayu, the Wind God, nodded, also feeling relieved.

Agni, the Fire God, and Varuna, the Water God, curved their lips upwards, unable to suppress their pleased smiles.

Excellent!

This way, the Asuras at the serpent's head will have to endure Shesha's potent venom and flames.

Indra looked disappointed.

It seems I can't speed up my Tapasya!

Within the Three Realms, one could gain the Power of Arduous Cultivation simply by undertaking Tapasya. If one engaged in even more severe ascetic practices, the Power of Arduous Cultivation would increase further.

Never mind!

I'll just accumulate it slowly!

Indra shook his head. He approached the gathered gods, gazing at the scales that rose and fell like continuous mountain ranges. He clicked his tongue slightly and then transformed into the divine form of a god himself.

Swish!

With a flicker, Indra morphed into an immensely colossal giant.

He had all his limbs, his body was golden, he possessed boundless strength, and his eyes shone like the sun, emitting brilliant radiance.

And before him, Agni, the Fire God, also underwent a transformation. Clad in black, he had four arms, three heads, and seven tongues, with clouds of smoke swirling around him.

Hmm!

"I'm still a bit more handsome!"

Indra nodded.

Numerous Heavenly Gods revealed their forms.

The Asuras on the other side were also transforming, appearing as giants, water monsters, or three-headed dragon-serpents.

At this moment, Indra looked down. The vast, majestic scales that had seemed so immense before now appeared smaller in his eyes.

He raised his hands, standing to the left of the serpent's tail. With a hug of his right arm, he clasped the tail around his waist.

Instantly, hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Gods and Asuras moved in unison, grabbing onto the body of the Thousand-headed Serpent King Shesha and began to churn.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shesha's body was entwined with Mandara Mountain, twisting and turning ceaselessly.

The entire massive Mandara Mountain, with the divine tortoise as its base, also began to slowly rotate, enthusiastically churning the Ocean of Milk.

Splash!

Waves crashed against the heavens, churning non-stop. The entire Ocean of Milk seemed to ripple at this moment.

Indra already bore the title of "Son of Great Strength" and possessed immense power, so lifting the colossal serpent's tail was not difficult.

However, churning the Ocean of Milk was a long process, expected to last at least several hundred years. By then, he would likely have little strength left.

His thoughts stirred, and he sensed his own Tapasya.

Beneath his lower abdomen, the Power of Arduous Cultivation surged like lightning, steadily rising.

"The Power of Arduous Cultivation is growing!"

Indra's eyes lit up.

With renewed vigor, he tightened his grip on the serpent's tail with both arms and began to pull with all his might.

As the saying goes, every effort yields a reward. Each ascetic practice endured could accumulate the Power of Arduous Cultivation, which, in a sense, was a testament to hard work paying off.

Indra was extremely excited, grunting and straining as he pulled the serpent's tail.

The surrounding Heavenly Gods witnessed this scene and couldn't help but admire him.

Even the Devraj is working this hard!

We must show off too!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Gods exerted their strength in unison, yanking the serpent's tail.

At this moment, Mandara Mountain slowly began to move towards the Heavenly Gods' side.

How can this be?!

Golden-Eyed's eyes widened in fury upon seeing this. He abruptly turned his head, his face cold as he looked at the Asuras behind him and roared.

"Pull harder!"

"Are you telling me you can't even out-pull those Heavenly Gods?"

The Golden-Eyed one roared in anger.

The numerous Asuras shivered in unison, looking at the Golden-Eyed one with fear, and began to pull the serpent's head with all their might.

The Golden-Eyed one let out a cold snort, grabbed a serpent's head with his arm, and twisted to pull it backward.

Hiss!

The serpent's head had a ferocious face, its mouth opening in agony, its tongue flicking out wildly. A scorching wave of fire, the venomous Serpent Fire, immediately erupted and sprayed towards the Golden-Eyed one's face.

What!!!