I Will Definitely Return, Hold On

"It's out!"

Golden-Eyed's eyes shone as he gazed at the giant vortex in the Ocean of Milk. The center of the vortex was dark and deep, bottomless, as if it led directly to the endless depths of the Ocean of Milk.

Amrita!

Was it Amrita?!

Boom!

Golden-Eyed shot into the sky, crossing the vast sea, and flew straight above the swirling vortex.

All the gods watched.

They were also very curious about what had been churned up from the Ocean of Milk this time.

Indra strained his eyes to see.

Many Asuras on the Ocean of Milk also flew out like shooting stars, heading towards the giant vortex.

"Halahala probably couldn't kill Golden-Eyed either. That guy has a good memory. When he asked for blessings, he listed almost everything in the world, both living and non-living, and asked Brahma for blessings that would not harm him. The poison should be among them!"

"He only forgot to mention wild boars!"

"But being so close to Halahala, the Asura army is going to be in for a rough time!"

Indra thought to himself.

On the other side, Golden-Eyed had reached the vortex. He lowered his head and looked down.

Within the vortex, a blue-green light was surging, like an aurora, like a painted masterpiece, incredibly brilliant.

Swish!

Golden-Eyed was not afraid at all. He was even excitedly impatient and leaped down.

Before his Tapasya, he had already made his plans and decided on the blessings he wanted: to be unharmed by anything in the world.

To achieve this, he had made a huge list, writing down almost everything in the world.

He had even painstakingly memorized it.

Whether it was gods, Asuras, or humans, whether it was animals, plants, or poisons, it covered almost everything in the world—there was absolutely nothing he had missed.

There was nothing in this world that could kill him anymore.

A mere vortex in the Ocean of Milk was naturally no challenge.

As Golden-Eyed jumped down into the giant vortex, Prahlad and a host of other Asuras followed, gazing eagerly at the vortex, poised to jump in.

Boom!

At that moment, the vortex shook violently, and rolling blue-green poisonous mist surged out, shooting straight into the sky and spreading in all directions.

Prahlad stopped with one foot, turned sideways in the air, and immediately halted his advance, looking cautiously and with surprise at the blue-purple poisonous mist.

Something was wrong!

Prahlad took two steps back, and the other Asura generals also froze.

When the blue-green poisonous mist touched the Ocean of Milk, it corroded it into black, rotten pus. When Mandara Mountain encountered the mist, the countless beings on it fell, their bones and remains vanished, the earth and stones turned black, and all life was extinguished.

The Asura generals were shocked by this scene.

"This is poison, such potent poison. Could the King already be dead?"

"I don't know!"

"But the King has the blessing of immortality!"

As the Asuras were filled with doubt and fear, accompanied by deafening screams, a massive figure suddenly burst out of the blue-green poisonous mist.

"Ah!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Golden-Eyed roared in pain and shot out of the poisonous mist.

His body was still intact, not a single trace of injury visible. However, the golden armor he wore and his various ornaments had rotted, becoming fluffy and black like dough corroded by aqua regia, turning into brittle, hard fragments that fell away with a rustling sound.

Golden-Eyed swallowed and looked down at his hands and body with a horrified expression, feeling a great sense of lingering fear.

His body was unharmed!

But...

It hurt so much!

This poisonous mist couldn't injure him, but touching it made him feel extreme pain.

How could such a thing be churned up from the Ocean of Milk!

Where were his treasures?!

"King, that poisonous mist is coming this way!"

Before Golden-Eyed could react, an Asura exclaimed in alarm.

Golden-Eyed turned his head to look and saw a large expanse of poisonous mist spreading out, rolling in all directions.

"Damn Vishnu, he lied to me! He lied to me!"

"I will definitely be back!"

Golden-Eyed roared in anger, not even bothering to activate his divine power to repair his corrupted and blackened armor, and flew straight up into the sky.

Looking at the Halahala, Prahlad and the other Asuras couldn't help but look terrified, their eyes filled with fear.

Even Golden-Eyed had to retreat.

If they didn't run now, they would probably die without a burial place.

"Retreat!"

Many Asuras retreated one after another.

Meanwhile.

The Halahala was also spreading towards the gods.

The gods were bewildered and at a loss.

Whoosh!

A golden light floated before the gods, condensing its form and transforming into Vishnu's elegant figure.

Vishnu's face was solemn as he looked up at the Halahala that was gushing out.

"This is Halahala, the poison of the world!"

"Anything that touches Halahala is destroyed, even gods will fall."

Vishnu said.

Upon hearing this, the gods instantly became timid.

They still had a great time to enjoy and didn't want to die here.

"What should we do? Supreme Lord, please think of a solution. This Halahala is spreading so fast, the whole world will be destroyed!"

"Please, Supreme Lord!"

Surya, the Sun God, quickly spoke, clasping his hands together with a pleading expression.

The other gods were also in a panic, looking at Vishnu with fear and worry.

Vishnu's gaze fell on Indra.

"I wonder if I can withstand it!"

Indra took a step forward. The Golden Solar God Armor on his body flickered, and strands of the Power of Arduous Cultivation transformed into lightning, flashing out, azure and dazzling, coiling around the divine armor.

"This armor will have the power to absorb all poisons in the world!"

Indra clasped his hands together and said slowly.

As soon as his voice fell, the Golden Solar God Armor immediately showed Surya's upper body. He raised his right hand, and light manifested, shining on the Golden Solar God Armor.

"As you wish!"

Surya's voice sounded from the divine armor.

Surya, standing beside him, slightly opened his mouth. He looked at his divine armor with a surprised gaze.

So handsome!

As expected of him, the Sun God!

"Devraj, you've accumulated enough Power of Arduous Cultivation!"

Surya said with surprise.

He himself never expected the Devraj to actually succeed in Tapasya.

Never would have thought!

Vishnu was also quite surprised. He examined the Golden Solar God Armor with curiosity, nodded, and smiled, "We can give it a try!"

Hearing this, the gods breathed a sigh of relief.

The Supreme Lord said they could try, so it might actually work!

"Devraj, you truly have foresight!"

Vayu, the Wind God, couldn't help but say.

"Yes! This is wonderful!"

Agni, the Fire God, breathed a sigh of relief.

As the gods relaxed, Indra smiled slightly, clasped the edges of the Golden Solar God Armor with his hands, and removed it. The divine armor flickered with light and floated before the gods.

"So, who among you will take the divine armor to absorb the Halahala?"

Indra blinked and asked.

The gods: "???"

The gods widened their eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at Indra in shock.

So he wasn't going to approach the Halahala himself, but was sending them instead!

Indra cleared his throat, his eyes darting away as he turned his head to the side.

"Cough! Cough! This set of divine armor was condensed by me. I cultivated arduously for many years, my Divine Body is weak, and moreover, I'm not fast enough to keep up with the spread of the Halahala."