End-of-Kala Cycle Reincarnation, Next Time For Sure

Achoo!

Indra sneezed violently.

He frowned, unable to help but raise a hand to rub his nose.

What was going on?

He, the dignified Devraj, God of Thunder and Lightning, Lord of the Heavenly Realm, had sneezed.

Strange!

Was someone calling him?

Indra wondered.

But he immediately shook his head.

As a Sovereign, the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, he could naturally hear if a believer set up an altar, raised a sacrificial fire, and prayed to him devoutly.

But if someone merely uttered his name, it was almost impossible for him to hear.

Unless they opened the sixth of the Three Channels and Seven Chakras, the Third Eye Chakra.

The Third Eye Chakra was a symbol of wisdom!

After a deity opened the Third Eye Chakra, they could know whenever someone spoke their divine name. In fact, the act of mentioning the divine name was equivalent to praising that deity, providing them with power.

This was just a minor function of the Third Eye Chakra.

A more important aspect of the Third Eye Chakra was its ability to help deities overcome tribulations.

The cycle of the world had four eras.

The Golden Age, the Silver Age, the Bronze Age, and the Iron Age.

The sum of these four, 4.32 million years, could be called an era of celestial beings.

The addition of a thousand eras of celestial beings, which was 4.32 billion years, was one day for Brahma, also known as a Kalpa.

This was the tribulation of the celestial beings.

Shiva would destroy the world, bringing about its end and complete annihilation!

If they could not open the Third Eye Chakra, all deities would also have to undergo complete reincarnation, settling the karma of their previous lives, determining their respective ranks, and Brahma would create the world anew.

Therefore, the realm of the Third Eye Chakra was the End-of-Kala Cycle Reincarnation.

As for the final Crown Chakra, it was rumored to be the realm of Brahman-Atman Union.

Indra did not know what it was like.

"Let's calculate the time!"

"If I can't break through to the Third Eye Chakra, I, as the Devraj, will only have over 4.31 billion years left to live!"

"Sigh!"

Indra couldn't help but sigh.

He was just an ordinary person who could only live for over 4.31 billion years.

At this moment, bright lights shone down from above the Ocean of Milk, spreading warmth, which made Indra's mood relax, and he looked up.

Within the golden light.

Vishnu and the goddess Lakshmi appeared, seated upon lotuses.

Their gazes were distant, looking down, as if gazing at the celestial beings, or perhaps at the Asuras, encompassing everything.

The goddess Lakshmi, radiant with golden light, followed Vishnu's gaze.

With just a glance, she saw Yashoda leaving with the Asuras.

"She is my sister, born from the Ocean of Milk."

"Husband, looking at her like this, is she beautiful?"

The goddess Lakshmi smiled gently.

Her dignified and beautiful face bloomed like a lotus, exuding ultimate beauty, as if the world contained only her at that moment.

"Of course, she's beautiful!"

Vishnu's lips curved slightly, and he turned to look at the goddess Lakshmi, smiling.

Yashoda was the goddess of ill omen and poverty, also known as Alakshmi, who brought conflict, jealousy, hardship, ignorance, and negative energy. But at the same time, she was the opposite of the goddess Lakshmi, almost sharing the same origin.

In Vishnu's eyes, Yashoda was a being similar to Lakshmi.

As beautiful as his wife was, Yashoda was just as beautiful.

Praising Yashoda was praising Lakshmi!

"Husband, then who is more beautiful, her or me?!"

The goddess Lakshmi blinked her beautiful eyes, playfully asking.

"Yashoda is most beautiful when her back is turned to me as she walks away!"

"And you, my wife, are most beautiful when you face me!"

Vishnu chuckled faintly.

The two looked at each other, as if sparks were flying between them.

The gods couldn't hear their words at this moment, but they saw the Supreme Lord and the Mistress exchanging loving glances, and their hearts were filled with complex emotions.

This is too much!

They were working hard to churn the Ocean of Milk, not for the Supreme Lord to flaunt his affection.

"Hiss, I smell the stench of love!"

"So cheesy!"

Indra frowned, unable to help but take a sharp breath.

At this moment, Yashoda had also gradually moved away from the Asura army. The Golden-Eyed Asura's heart was stirred, and he immediately took large strides, commanding the Asura army. After preparing, they continued to churn the Ocean of Milk.

They, the Asuras, had achieved victory!

They had already won a small victory!

Next would be a medium victory by obtaining the ambrosia, and a great victory by defeating the gods.

The Golden-Eyed Asura's eyes gleamed; he could hardly wait.

Indra also led the gods back to their positions.

"Two hundred more years, and the Power of Arduous Cultivation required for my first layer of divine armor will be sufficient!"

Indra was also extremely excited.

He, too, could hardly wait!

With both sides ready, under the watchful eyes of Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi, they resumed churning the Ocean of Milk.

Rumble!

Both sides grabbed Shesha's head and tail, continuing the great undertaking of churning the Ocean of Milk.

Mandara Mountain rumbled, and Shesha's scales moved like tectonic plates, rubbing against each other until they were scorching hot. Countless soil particles turned into mountains and fell from within, rumbling as they sank into the Ocean of Milk.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Ocean of Milk grew thicker.

One hundred years later!

Swish!

A silvery-white light pierced through the Ocean of Milk.

"Something's coming out!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura's eyes widened as he saw a silver moon disk slowly rising from the Ocean of Milk, instantly ascending to mid-air.

"Moon God Soma!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura's gaze turned cold, and he clenched his fists, making a crunching sound.

"Even if you are the Moon God, I will capture you!"

As the Golden-Eyed Asura took a step forward, his foot suddenly stopped. He tilted his head back and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Mahadeva?!"

A tall figure clad in animal skins and wielding a trident appeared.

Swish!

The moon disk ascended and landed on the figure's head, transforming into a silver moon ornament.

Vishnu smiled without speaking.

Indra looked up, and the identity of the tall figure before him was obvious; it was none other than the God of Destruction, Shiva.

Shiva, the God of Destruction, the Lord of Innocence, Mahadeva, had nearly a thousand titles.

He could generally be referred to as [Mahadeva].

"Praise be to Mahadeva!"

Indra clasped his hands together and offered his praise.

The gods followed suit.

"Praise be to Mahadeva!"

"Praise be to Mahadeva!"

Amidst the praises, Shiva smiled calmly. A silver light emanated from the moon disk, scattering among the gods and manifesting as Moon God Soma, clad in silver-white divine armor.

"Praise be to Mahadeva!"

Soma, his silver armor rustling, offered his praise.

Shiva nodded slightly, his form dissolving into specks of golden light as he vanished.

"Shiva has come to cause trouble!"

"Damn it!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura's face darkened. He clenched his fist and struck the void, causing the Ocean of Milk space to tremble.

"King, what do we do now?"

The Vajra Body couldn't help but ask.

"Keep stirring things up! It'll definitely be ours next time!"

"Next time for sure!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura clenched his fist, his voice resounding with power.

Fifty years later.

Rumble!

A Chintamani Jewel, as radiant as a pearl, rose from the sea.

As soon as the jewel flew out, the surroundings immediately became incredibly bright, refreshing, and exhilarating.

"A jewel? Didn't this thing end up flying to Vishnu in the end!"

Indra tilted his head, unfazed.

He remembered that the jewel had flown to Vishnu of its own accord.

"This jewel is mine!" The Golden-Eyed Asura's eyes also lit up.

Swish!

The next moment, the Chintamani Jewel flew into the sky and landed on Vishnu's chest, shining brightly and adorning him.

"Huh?!"

The Golden-Eyed Asura stared, his eyes wide with anger.