The chosen sacrifice

The Heaven, the abode of the gods, where the gods had finished their banquet. On Indra's throne, there was a clock shaped like a wheel, with four ancient murals engraved on it, depicting the myriad aspects of the world from peace to struggle, which were the epitome of the four Yuga.

At this moment, the clock's hands have passed three-quarters of the way, stopping precisely at the very end of the third section.

A very stylish young man beside him reported to Indra, who was seated in the main seat:

"Lord Indra, we have new observations; the outsider appears to have left Hastinapura."

"Hmm, so where did you go?"

Indra, with one hand supporting his chin and his legs crossed, casually asked, while the young man shook his head and replied with a strong voice:

"I don't know."

"Tsk, it's so troublesome to observe them every time. Outsiders are so hard to find! It's too much trouble to piece together the puzzle by only being able to follow the traces they left behind."

Once you leave Karna, you can't find him at all.

Indra complained somewhat unhappily, while another girl dressed similarly to the boy suggested:

"Isn't Kama- sama right beside him? Why not just observe Kama- sama?"

"Hey, are you serious? Is your brain some kind of Jingang wand? That guy Kama has gone crazy for some reason, he's basically blocked us all, and he's even set up a bunch of counter-surveillance measures to target me."

Honestly, what kind of person is she, acting like a woman having an affair?

Indra thought to himself with some disapproval, then, as if he had thought of something, he laughed and continued, "But in this way, even the god Rati will be unable to observe that guy Kama."

Hehe, this has nothing to do with us. You should also tell everyone not to tell God Rati about this.

"Lord Indra, you're so wicked." The young men and women around him chuckled, but Indra just waved his hand and said with a smile, "What does it have to do with me? I'm just thinking about my subordinates' personal feelings and family harmony."

Just then, a man entered the Heavenly Emperor's palace. He was a young and handsome man with skin as dark as the sky, dressed in yellow silk robes, wearing a jeweled crown, a floral wreath around his neck, and a face as full as the moon.

It has four arms, holding a conch shell, a lotus flower, Jingang, and a golden Divine Wheel.

Upon seeing this, Indra immediately became serious. The guest simply put his hands together and then pointed to the clock-like object above Indra's head.

"Tsk, do you really have to take this one?"

"Who made you the Heavenly Emperor, so that your words are the most accurate?"

"Okay, okay, I was just thinking of getting a different one anyway."

The deity took the clock, and with a light tap of the lotus in his hand, a more magnificent Yuga Clock was placed in its place.

He then took his leave of Indra.

"Honestly, I wonder what they're all scheming about..."

Indra shook his head helplessly, feeling that he, as the God of God, couldn't control anything.

Meanwhile, in Rajagriha below, Bai Mo and Kama were already in a rather peculiar room. Looking at the golden walls, Bai Mo said with some confusion:

"So, did we enter the room inside the city walls through the protection of the God of Great Terror or not?"

"Um... how would I know? Don't ask me anything related to Shiva."

Kama said with some helplessness, clearly the situation had exceeded their expectations. Bai Mo had directly blocked Yao Lian's path, which undoubtedly piqued Yao Lian's interest, but also made him even angrier.

After Bai Mo defeated the Rakshasa Yao Lian using only human martial arts, the Yao Lian actually spoke directly to the city wall:

"Bring this warrior in. Tomorrow I will kill him in a real battle, making him my sacrifice to the Mahadeva!"

Subsequently, Bai Mo and Kama were indeed brought directly into this place by the glowing city wall. Clearly, Bai Mo had underestimated the magical nature of these India blessings. Was this city wall really that intelligent?

Kama clearly disliked being here; she felt utterly disgusted by everything about it. The God of Great Terror was an incarnation of Shiva, and Shiva was one of the beings she loathed most.

Just then, there was a light knock on the door. Bai Mo and Kama exchanged a glance, and then Kama went to open the door. In an instant, a cold wind came from outside the window, and a Rakshasa woman flew in from outside the window. Silk threads were wrapped around her ten fingers, like spider silk, pointing directly at Kama, who was disguised as a Rakshasa woman.

Kama merely raised his eyelids slightly, and then his body transformed into flower petals and slipped away from the silk threads.

The next instant, Bai Mo, like a rhinoceros, grabbed the Rakshasa woman by the neck, pinning her against the wall. He raised his fist and coldly said to Rakshasa:

"Is Yao Lian afraid? He actually sent you to assassinate us first?"

The Rakshasa woman had Bai Mo holding her by the throat, but Bai Mo eyes showed no hostility towards him; instead, a glimmer of light appeared. She managed to open her mouth and replied in a hoarse voice:

"No... Yao Lian, it's... Krishna of Dvaraka..."

A strange light flashed in Bai Mo's eyes. He released his senses and confirmed that the Rakshasa woman before him was not lying. He then frowned and put her down. Kama reappeared beside him, looking at the Rakshasa woman with a puzzled expression.

Feeling her lungs regain oxygen, Rakshasa took a deep breath, then looked at Kama behind Bai Mo and said:

"He's right. Humans, who live alongside the invisible, let me introduce myself. My name is Jara."

"Jara? The Rakshasa who linked the Yao Lian?"

The name Yao Lian means "one pieced together by Jara." In other words, the Rakshasa before us is the female Rakshasa who gave Yao Lian life.

"Prove that what you said is true." Bai Mo remained very vigilant, while the female Rakshasa who called herself Jara clasped her hands together, and a faint golden light emerged from her body.

"Merit... This guy really is a hard-working Rakshasa, this is basically believable, and lying is also a violation of precepts."

Kama explained, then Bai Mo withdrew his hand and asked with some curiosity:

Krishna sent you?

"Yes, I once passed through Dvaraka and met that god-like figure. He told me that if I ever encounter someone who is invisible, that person will be the one to kill Yao Lian."

Kama was quite skeptical, clearly not trusting this guy's stance. Bai Mo then asked:

"You gave Yao Lian life, you're practically his mother, and Yao Lian's father, the King Brihadratha, worshipped you. And now, you're waiting for me, the one who came to kill Yao Lian, as if you were waiting for me?"

Upon hearing Bai Mo's question, a hint of helplessness and regret appeared on Jara's usually serene face. She clasped her hands together and murmured:

"Saving lives and healing the wounded is supposed to be a way to accumulate good karma, but now, the good I sowed has borne bad fruit. I don't expect you to completely trust me, but I'm here only to keep you out of danger."

"The one who is invisible, Yao Lian obtained Shiva's blessing through sacrifice. As long as Yao Lian lives, any wound he suffers will instantly heal; he is immortal."

"Isn't this completely useless? Just kill him in one blow... Wait, back in Hastinapura... you mean, that Yao Lian killed himself..."

Kama seemed to have thought of something, and then Jara nodded, telling him in detail about the blessing of the Yao Lian: there were two Yao Lian, and they had to be killed simultaneously in order to kill the Yao Lian.

If this condition cannot be met, Yao Lian cannot be killed and will rise again and again.