Having finally broken free, Natsume felt exceptionally exhilarated.
Though his mind and soul were still exhausted, and his injuries were far from light.
For an extreme demigod, as long as he was not dead, none of that was a major problem.
Moreover, his [Wraith Wheel] contained quite a bit of soul power, and he had also collected a large amount of High Emperor Jade Elixir in [Dragon Palace City]. Both could nourish his soul and ease his injuries.
In fact, Natsume was already rapidly repairing his soul and healing his wounds.
That was why he had not rushed off to seek revenge against the Otsutsuki.
Falling once was enough. Natsume would not be reckless enough to fall a second time.
Besides, if he fell again next time, he might truly lose his life.
Furthermore, Natsume was very curious why this Maha powerhouse before him had taken the initiative to save him.
The [Asura King] before him stood over six meters tall, three times the height of an ordinary person.
He was massively built, with a crude face, fangs protruding from his mouth, and a vicious, wrathful aura. Three heads grew from his shoulders, simultaneously displaying expressions of delusion, fury, and rage.
That terrifyingly powerful life essence and natural power were also enough to prove just how strong he was.
Although Natsume did not know this fellow, he had seen the traits of the Mara and the Louluo.
Without a doubt, this was the remaining main branch of the Asura Branch.
And within the Asura Branch, the only one who could be this powerful was that mysterious [Asura King].
Wait.
Asura? Asura?
That was quite a coincidence.
Presumably, the Sage of Six Paths had named his two sons Indra and Asura under the influence of Gamamaru and Toad Country culture?
And