This is so dishonest!

Chapter 453 Everyone's showing off, except the Heavenly Emperor who's getting beaten up [8k]

Faced with the provocative and enthusiastic invitation from [Golden Eye] Styx, Taishang smiled slightly and stared at the chessboard for a long time.

Meanwhile, Xuan Qing gently pressed the black piece that had determined the outcome of the game back into the chess box.

Then, he raised his head and looked into his deep, ancient eyes at [Golden Eyes] Styx, a curious smile curving his lips.

"We participated in this great battle."

He naturally agreed.

Or rather, one of their purposes for this trip was to observe this unique "Brahma version" war against the heavens up close.

"How long have you, in your avatar, been in this realm?"

Xuanqing's voice was calm yet melodious.

Upon hearing this, Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx grinned, revealing two rows of menacing white teeth, and said without any concealment:
"Not long, not long, it only came at the very beginning of this calamity."

"In fact, he's a bit later than that Fellow Daoist Yang Mei who likes to plant trees everywhere."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing nodded thoughtfully.

Then, he slowly stood up, raised his head, and his gaze seemed to pierce through the sky of this small world, looking towards the more expansive and magnificent central world.

In his eyes, the entire Brahma universe presented a Dao landscape that was completely different from the Primordial True Realm, yet equally profound.

There are three supreme, distinct, yet intertwined and interdependent forces, like three giant dragons, that shroud the myriad realms of this universe.

Above these three forces lies an even more ancient, more fundamental, and seemingly all-encompassing, boundless power of the Great Dao.

It was an ancient scripture that seemed both real and unreal, yet also elusive.

"This world is really quite interesting."

Are you reading that Vedas?

[Golden Eyes] Seeing this, Styx followed his gaze and looked up.

A barely perceptible hint of seriousness and apprehension flashed in his golden eyes.

He said, "This scripture is no ordinary book. It is the 'true law' of this great universe, the most fundamental law that sustains the operation of everything in this world."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"Even the supreme Triad of Gods, Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva, will be severely punished if their actions violate the teachings in this 'Dharma'!"

"Therefore, we must not touch it in order to prepare for the upcoming battle."

"Otherwise, our plan to attack the Heavenly Realm will fall through."

Next, Styx assigned Taishang and Xuanqing the identities of two immortals to facilitate their participation in the army's battles.

Styx said, "How about this, you will serve as 'Mentor Immortals' for our Asura army. Immortals in this world have similar responsibilities. The Priest Immortals in the Heavenly Realm are also considered mentors to the Heavenly Emperor."

Xuanqing and the Supreme Lord readily agreed.

It didn't take long.

The territory, that land where endless waves of blood surge year-round.

The Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx stands atop the throne of bones built from countless skeletons, his eyes, gleaming with golden divine light, gazing towards the majestic divine mountain that connects the heavens and the mortal realm—Mount Mandala.

He slowly stood up, and his body, which was originally no different from that of an ordinary person, began to swell in the wind. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant with his head reaching the sky, his feet stepping on a sea of ​​blood, his muscles bulging, and full of endless power.

He roared like thunder at the densely packed, seemingly endless Asura army below, which had already assembled.

"My warriors!"

"The opportunity to churn the Ocean of Milk and seize the Dew of Immortality is right before our eyes!"

"Today, I will personally uproot this sacred Mandala Mountain that connects heaven and earth, and use it as a stirring rod to create an eternal and indestructible era for my Asura race!"

Having said that, he no longer hesitated, took a step with his giant legs that were strong enough to cross mountains and rivers, and arrived at the foot of Mount Mandala in one step.

He bent down, and his arms, as large as mountains, suddenly embraced the body of Mount Mandala.

"rise--!!!"

With a thunderous roar, the entire Brahma universe trembled violently at that moment.

That sacred mountain, which had never been shaken since the beginning of time, was actually uprooted from the earth inch by inch by him!
This earth-shattering scene instantly alarmed the gods residing in the Heavenly City of Good Vision.

"Oh no! It's the Golden Eye of the Asura King!"

"He...he actually uprooted Mount Mandala! What is he trying to do?!"

"He's trying to stir up the Ocean of Milk and seize the Dew of Immortality!"

When Indra, the king of gods, learned of this, he was furious.

He immediately gave the order to gather all the heavenly armies, which surged forth from the Heavenly Gate and charged toward the Asura army that dared to blaspheme the sacred mountain.

The Ocean of Milk is the most wondrous and primordial cosmic wonder in the vast universe of Brahma.

It is not ordinary water, but is composed of the purest life essence from the beginning of creation.

Legend has it that anyone who can stir up this ocean of milk will obtain incredible treasures from it.

The gods certainly didn't want the Asuras, who had always coveted the heavens, to get anything good!

At this moment, from within the ranks of the gods, a god who governs words and wisdom stepped out from the formation.

Holding a scroll of scripture, he addressed the Asura army opposite him with righteous indignation, shouting:

"You Asuras, dwelling underground, unreceiving divine grace, and ignorant of etiquette! How dare you uproot the Mandala Mountain that supports heaven and earth? This is a grave offense of disrespect!"

"Hurry up and put down the sacred mountain, kneel down and repent, and beg for the Lord's forgiveness!"

His voice, like a resounding bell, was filled with sacred majesty, attempting to deliver a devastating blow to the Asuras from the moral and legal high ground.

However, on the Asura side, an equally sharp-tongued Asura demon general immediately pointed at the opposing celestial being and uttered a piercing taunt:

"Hahaha! Listen to this! Listen to this! These spineless wimps who only know how to hide in the city of Good Vision, drink Soma wine, and watch the celestial maidens dance, are starting to preach to us again!"

"Bah! You hypocritical gods, you occupy the best resources and enjoy the offerings of the people, yet all you know how to do is suppress those who disagree with you!"

"In terms of wisdom, we Asuras are no less than you gods, and in terms of martial prowess, we are even stronger than you!"

"Just because we're not as good-looking as you, does that mean we're defined as 'evil'?"

"In my opinion, you are the ones who are usurping high positions and are complacent with no ambition!"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the Celestial God camp.

The wind god Fayou's face flushed with rage. He rode the raging wind and roared, "Nonsense! We gods maintain the order of the universe and govern the operation of heaven and earth. Our merits are immeasurable! How can you barbarians who only know how to kill compare to us?"

Vulcan Agni added fuel to the fire: "Exactly! You losers dare to compare yourselves to us? Go back to your filthy underworld!"

"loser?!"

Upon hearing this, the other Asura King, [Golden Bed], seemed to have been stepped on. He carried his blood-red battle halberd and let out a deafening laugh.

"You 'second-generation gods' who rose to power through bloodline and nepotism dare to call us losers? That's utterly ridiculous!"

"My elder brother, Golden Eyes, once cultivated for 100,000 years in the sea of ​​blood before finally attaining the position of Asura King!"

“I, the Golden Bed, also temper my body with divine fire and hone my skills with fierce winds every day! And you? What can you do besides cry to Vishnu and Shiva?”

"A bunch of lapdogs who only know how to wag their tails and beg for mercy!"

"You...you dare to insult the Lord!"

Indra, the king of gods, was so enraged by these words that he trembled all over, and the vajra in his hand began to crackle with electricity.

"You born traitors, an inferior race destined for destruction! Today, I will represent the will of Heaven to utterly purify you!"

"Purify us? Hahaha!"

[Golden Eyes] Styx finally spoke, his voice filled with endless contempt and mockery.

"Indra, you who only ascended to the throne of the gods through opportunism and trickery, do you even dare to talk about 'the Way of Heaven'?"

"I bother!"

"You...you're asking for it!!!"

[Golden Eye] Styx disdained to enrage Indra.

He let out a furious roar, completely igniting the fuse of this war.

"All troops, attack!"

"Kill all these damned scum!!!"

Two armies, representing the strongest fighting force in this world, collided with a deafening roar!

The Heavenly Emperor Indra, wielding the Vajra, a symbol of thunder and authority, charged straight at the Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx, who was carrying the divine mountain, like a golden lightning bolt.

Mount Mandala is a divine pillar standing in the human realm, connecting heaven and earth. Even the Asura King would find it impossible to carry it while churning the Ocean of Milk and fighting at the same time.

Therefore, Indra wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to capture him!
"Golden Eyes, how dare you wreak havoc on the human realm! You're courting death!"

"You're asking for death, Indra!"

However, his determined charge was intercepted halfway by another equally ferocious figure.

The newcomer was none other than [Golden Eyes]'s younger brother, [Golden Bed], whose bravery in the Asura clan was second only to his brother!
"Indra! I have been practicing diligently lately and have made considerable progress. I have long been looking forward to having a good battle with you, the ruler of the three realms!"

Accompanied by this wild laugh filled with boundless excitement and soaring fighting spirit, the towering figure of [Golden Bed], like a blood-red meteor, crashed into Indra's divine realm.

The blood-red halberd in his hand seemed incredibly heavy, yet when wielded, it was as swift as the wind and as unpredictable as lightning.

Blood flowed across the blade of the halberd, as if countless vengeful souls drowning in a sea of ​​blood were roaring.

Each time it pierced the sky, it brought with it a deadly streak of dark red light capable of severing the laws of nature, completely blocking and tearing apart all of Indra's attacks condensed with the power of thunder!
The two top experts then engaged in a fierce battle on the chaotic battlefield.

Indra, or Sakra, as the king of gods and the ruler of the three realms, undoubtedly possesses immense divine power.

He raised the vajra in his hand, which stirred up the endless thunderclouds in the sky.

"The Wrath of the Thunder Emperor!"

He raised the vajra high, and in an instant, thousands upon thousands of golden divine lightning bolts, as thick as buckets, gathered in the sky like a storm, forming a sea of ​​thunder that poured down onto the golden bed below.

Each bolt of divine lightning contains the supreme yang and yang power to purify all evil spirits and destroy all stubborn enemies; its power is enough to destroy any great world.

However, faced with this devastating sea of ​​thunder, [Golden Bed] showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he revealed an even more fanatical smile.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, he faced the boundless sea of ​​lightning and went against the current!

The blood-red aura surrounding him condensed into a ferocious suit of armor that seemed to be forged from congealed blood, firmly protecting his body within.

The halberd in his hand transformed into a towering crimson tornado, churning wildly and drawing in all the descending golden divine lightning bolts. Then, in an even more violent manner, it detonated and tore them apart!
Thunder and bloodlust, two completely different yet equally domineering forces, clashed, clashed, and annihilated each other in mid-air.

The blinding light temporarily blinded countless gods and demons who were engaged in battle.

The deafening roar rendered the entire battlefield deaf.

Visible, destructive energy shockwaves spread wildly outwards in all directions from the two of them.

Whether they were dignified gods or fearless demons, anyone who was grazed by this shockwave would instantly have their soul and magical artifacts reduced to primal, meaningless energy dust.

When his attack missed, a hint of seriousness flashed in Indra's eyes.

He realized that the Asura before him was far more powerful and troublesome than he had imagined.

"The Eye of the God-King! It sees through all things!"

Indra's divine eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a golden divine light locked onto the figure of the [Golden Bed], attempting to see through all his flaws and weaknesses.

At the same time, the vajra in his hand no longer moved with wide, sweeping motions, but transformed into thousands of fine, rain-like lightning snakes, shooting towards the vital points of the [Golden Bed] from all sorts of tricky angles.

However, the fighting instinct of [Golden Bed] is like the instinct of a wild beast that has been honed over millions of years in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He doesn't need to use his eyes to see or his divine sense to perceive.

He was able to predict all of Indra's attack trajectories simply by relying on his most primal sense of danger.

He wielded his halberd with impenetrable skill, like a giant blood-red millstone, grinding and pulverizing all the incoming lightning bolts.

"Too slow! Too slow! Indra!"

[Jin Chuang] easily parried the attacks while continuing to provoke them verbally.

"Is this all the skill you, the so-called God-King, has you acquired? It's just a pretty face with no substance!"

"Your attack is as weak as a celestial maiden's caress!"

"This is...so disappointing!"

"you wanna die!"

Indra was so enraged by his words that his three internal organs flared up and smoke billowed from his seven orifices.

He completely abandoned his plan to fight and poured all his divine power into the vajra in his hand.

The vajra instantly shone brightly, transforming into a thunder linga ten thousand feet long, seemingly capable of cleaving the entire world in two.

"Defeat him!!!"

Holding a vajra in both hands, Indra used all his strength to smash it down on the golden bed below with overwhelming force, like Mount Tai crashing down!
This strike embodied all the pride and rage he felt as the Heavenly Emperor.

He was confident that even Jin Chuang's elder brother, Jin Mu, would never dare to confront him head-on so easily!

However, this is the moment that the Golden Bed has been waiting for!
Just as the giant thunderous pestle was about to fall, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes.

Instead of confronting it head-on, he suddenly sidestepped from an unbelievable angle, narrowly avoiding the direct impact of the vajra.

At the same time, the blood-red halberd in his hand suddenly rose from below like a venomous snake emerging from its hole!

This move was both incredibly fast and incredibly ruthless!

"Heavenly Emperor, after arduous training, my power has surpassed your imagination!"

His halberd flew out and struck Indra.

boom! !

The Heavenly Emperor fell from the high sky in a sorry state.

Although he managed to protect himself with his divine power in time, he did not suffer any real serious injury.

However, his supreme dignity and prestige as the ruler of the three realms and the king of gods were shattered to pieces at this moment, along with his disheveled figure, and were violently thrown to the ground!

The coach's public defeat was a dramatic scene, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

This instantly affected the morale of the entire heavenly army.

They were already suffering heavy losses and being driven back by the Asura clan's fearless and frenzied attacks.

At this moment, seeing the Heavenly Emperor so easily defeated by the Asura King, the last vestige of fighting spirit in their hearts finally collapsed completely.

"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor...has been defeated?"

"Quick...run!"

In an instant, the entire Heavenly God Army was plunged into chaos and panic.

It seemed that the entire world was about to fall into the control of the Asura clan.

The surviving gods, no longer caring about saving face, knelt down and made desperate pleas to the supreme being.

"Great Lord Vishnu! Open your eyes and look upon this world that is about to fall!"

"Please, save us! Save the world!"

"When the Heavenly Pillar sinks into the Sea of ​​Milk, the earth will also collapse, and the human world will be destroyed, with countless living beings ceasing to exist."

"The Asura race, this is blasphemy against the true Dharma!"

Their prayers were answered.

In the endless sea of ​​chaos, a golden divine light, filled with compassion and peace, shone down.

Within that divine light, two even more dazzling golden lights flashed by.

The next moment, an enormous golden spirit turtle, whose shell seemed to bear the weight of the entire universe, appeared out of thin air.

It slowly swam to the foot of Mount Mandala, which was about to sink into the sea of ​​milk, and with its sturdy back, steadily lifted the sacred mountain back up.

Immediately following, an equally enormous golden serpent, large enough to coil around the entire world and possessing thousands of heads, appeared. It used its supple yet powerful body to tightly coil around the entire Mandala Mountain, circle after circle.

When the Asuras and the heavenly army saw that the sacred mountain was no longer sinking, they all stopped fighting.

A different kind of light began to gleam in each of their eyes.

The Ocean of Milk is filled with treasures.

If we can successfully stir up this ocean of milk and obtain all those legendary divine objects, we can achieve our goal.

Especially the legendary "nectar of immortality" that can grant eternal life. If they could obtain this item, they might not be completely succumbed to this calamity when the world restarts!

The thought of this ignited an intense passion in both the gods and demons.

Thus, under a strange tacit understanding, a temporary "ceasefire agreement" was reached.

The gods occupied the tail of the golden serpent.

The Asuras then occupied the head of the giant serpent.

Both sides exerted all their strength, pulling on the World Serpent, which acted as the "stirring rope," and the Mandala Mountain, which acted as the "stirring stick," slowly stirring up this ocean of milk filled with endless mysteries.

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This process is quite long and quite tedious.

For a hundred years, the two sides have been relentlessly pulling at the sacred mountain that serves as the stirring rod.

As Mount Mandala continued to rotate, the ocean of milk, filled with endless mysteries, began to surge and roar violently, as if an ancient beast that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years was about to awaken from within it.

Finally, at a certain moment, from the center of the churning sea, a dazzling, boundless golden light, brimming with happiness and wealth, suddenly shot up.

The light was so dazzling that both the murderous Asura and the dignified God couldn't help but pause their actions and squint.

As the dazzling golden light gradually faded away...

A goddess emerged.

She was draped in the most magnificent golden sari, her beauty so stunning that it would make all the jewels in the world pale in comparison. She held a golden lotus bud that was about to bloom, and her whole being exuded an aura of good fortune and blessings that inspired longing in people.

"It's...it's the goddess Lakshmi!"

Within the ranks of the gods, someone was the first to let out a cry of delight.

Auspicious Heaven!
That is the supreme goddess who symbolizes happiness and wealth!

Whoever wins her favor will enjoy endless wealth and glory, as well as eternal happiness and good fortune!
In an instant, all the gods turned red in the eyes.

"Quickly! Quickly welcome the goddess back to our heavenly realm!"

The Heavenly Emperor Indra directly issued an order.

The wind god immediately transformed into a stream of light and was about to rush forward to forcibly "invite" the newly born goddess back to his camp.

However, would the Asura side allow them to have their way?

"Hmph! A bunch of delusional fools!"

The Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx let out a disdainful sneer.

"Wealth and happiness are not the exclusive domain of you hypocritical gods!"

"We Asuras need it too!"

With a wave of his hand, several even more powerful Asura Demon Generals transformed into streaks of blood-red lightning, arriving first despite being behind, and instantly blocking the path of the gods. The two sides once again erupted into a fierce battle.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely over who would own the goddess, the situation became extremely tense.

The newly born goddess of good fortune merely glanced indifferently at the chaotic battlefield with her clear and pure eyes.

She did not choose either side.

Her figure swayed slightly, then transformed into a streak of light, directly entering the arms of Vishnu, the guardian god of the world, who was watching the battle from afar.

Clearly, as a symbol of happiness and wealth, she chose the guardian deity who could protect the entire world and bring peace and stability.

This scene stunned both sides who were fiercely competing.

Although the gods were somewhat disappointed, they could accept it in their hearts, knowing that the goddess ultimately belonged to the "good" side.

The Asuras, on the other hand, were all furious and yelling, but there was nothing they could do.

After this brief pause, the churning of the Ocean of Milk resumed.

Not long after, another earth-shattering roar erupted, and a sacred white elephant, pure white with six tusks as clear and translucent as jade, exuding supreme majesty and power, leaped out from the surging waves.

Its enormous body seemed to be made of the purest clouds, and every step it took made the void tremble.

"Erovata!"

The moment Indra, the king of gods, saw the white elephant, his eyes blazed with an unprecedented, intense light.

This newborn elephant is destined to be his!
"This creature is truly fit to be my mount!"

Indra could no longer restrain himself. Before he could even give an order, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and charged toward the divine elephant.

"Hmph! Indra, you've got some nerve!"

Upon seeing this, Styx's younger brother, Golden Bed, immediately let out a mocking laugh. He also soared into the sky, his blood-red halberd pointing directly at the head of the divine elephant.

"This white elephant is a symbol of supreme power and rightfully belongs to our more valiant Asura race!"

A battle seemed imminent. However, the sacred white elephant appeared to have a natural aversion to the bloodthirsty and malevolent Asura.

It strides forward and runs to the side of Indra, the god of heaven who has also rushed forward. It affectionately rubs its huge head against Indra's body, as if announcing its choice.

At that moment, Indra felt that all the humiliation he had suffered had vanished.

With a triumphant air, he flipped himself onto the elephant's back, looking down at the Asuras below with the arrogant gaze of a victor.

The Shura side suffered another defeat, and they were all so angry that they almost vomited blood.

Amidst all the noise and commotion, no one noticed.

A bright moon, radiating a cool, soothing light that could comfort all wounded hearts, has quietly risen from the other side of the Ocean of Milk.

It did not cause any controversy.

It hovered quietly in the air for a moment.

Then, as if guided by some invisible force, it transformed into a stream of light and finally fell into the hands of Shiva, the god of destruction who had been hiding in the shadows and observing everything.

Shiva casually placed it on his hair, adding a unique touch to his majestic face.

The heavenly emperor Indra was overjoyed to have acquired the divine elephant as a mount, which greatly boosted the morale of the entire heavenly army.

They pulled on the snake king Posuji's tail with even greater effort, shouting in unison, as if this was no longer a dangerous treasure hunt, but a grand celebration of an impending harvest.

Meanwhile, the Asuras on the other side were all seething with rage. They used all their strength to viciously pull at the snake's head, which was constantly flicking its tongue. With each exertion, they wished they could tear this world serpent in two.

And so, through the combined efforts of both sides, filled with complex emotions, the churning of the ocean of milk continued.

Soon, another dazzling divine object slowly rose from the surging waves.

It was a perfectly round gemstone, radiating a seven-colored brilliance, as if it contained all the mysteries and wisdom of the entire universe.

Its appearance illuminated the entire Ocean of Milk as if it were daytime, emanating an incredible and powerful force capable of fulfilling any wish of its possessor.

"It's the 'Koustuba' Mani Jewel!"

This time, even those gods who prided themselves on being pure and detached from worldly desires could no longer remain calm.

Mani Jewel!

"This treasure is crucial to the future of our Celestial Clan! We must seize it at all costs!"

The powerful gods behind Indra, the God of Gods, including Surya, Varuna, and Kubera, immediately formed an indestructible "Array of Gods".

In an instant, divine light connected, its momentum overwhelming, like an insurmountable divine wall, advancing towards the Mani Jewel.

"Hmph! This treasure must be..."

Before the Asuras could speak, the Mani Jewel, which was suspended in mid-air, suddenly flashed with light.

It transformed into a streak of seven-colored light, ignoring all formations and supernatural powers, and pierced the sky at an incredible speed.

Ultimately, it fell precisely into the hands of Vishnu, the guardian god who had always silently protected everything in the sea of ​​chaos, and became the most dazzling ornament on his chest.

"Lord, this is not fair!!"

The Asuras looked toward Vishnu, the protector god of the world.

Two treasures in a row fell into the hands of the Three Gods, leading them to seriously suspect that the other party was cheating.

Vishnu simply smiled in response.

The gods, however, became Vishnu's mouthpieces, mocking the Asuras.

"The Lord protects the universe, and we are deserving to receive this treasure. Do you have any objections?"

"If you have any objections, come and take it!"

The Asuras were not fooled.

How could an ordinary deity possibly defeat the Triad God?

The churning of the Ocean of Milk continues.

A magnificent white steed, pure white, whose speed could even surpass light and thought, leaped out from the waves.

Its name is "High Ear," a symbol of ultimate speed.

"Quick! Grab it!"

The wind god Fayou immediately recognized the value of this divine horse the moment he saw it.

He transformed into an invisible whirlwind and was about to rush forward and capture it.

However, there was a figure that was faster than him!
After two failed attempts to seize the treasure, the Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx was already seething with anger.

This time, he didn't hesitate at all, and didn't give the gods any chance to react.

He directly manifested his true form as an Asura, a gigantic blood-red hand that blotted out the sky, descending from the heavens as if catching a fish.

Before any of the gods could react, he grabbed the white divine horse that was running in a panic and held it firmly in his hand.

"Hahaha! This horse is mine!"

[Golden Eyes] Styx, having finally obtained his first decent spoils, let out a hearty laugh of immense satisfaction.

That laughter was filled with boundless pride and arrogance.

Although the gods were filled with resentment, they dared not go forward and invite trouble when faced with the unfathomable Asura King.

While everyone's attention was still focused on that divine horse.

Another treasure has appeared—the Ruyi Divine Tree!
It exudes a refreshing fragrance, and as if it had its own consciousness, it paid no attention to the two sides fighting to the death.

It simply drifted leisurely in the air for a moment.

Then, it flew straight towards Xuan Qing, who was already at the edge of the battlefield.

Xuanqing and Taishang were playing chess when the divine tree gently landed beside their chessboard, as if adding a unique touch to the game.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white divine bull emerged from the sea with leisurely steps.

It also ignored the greedy and longing gazes of the two sides, and slowly walked to the Supreme Being who was resting with his eyes closed.

The white ox rubbed its wet nose against the Taoist robe of the Supreme Being, as if searching for the most peaceful place to belong.

"Fellow Daoists, you are truly fortunate!"

[Golden Eyes] Styx looked at the divine tree and explained to Xuanqing and Taishang:

"This thing is the Ruyi Divine Tree, also known as the 'Kalpa Tree'. There is only one of these trees in a full 4.32 billion years, and it can grant many wishes."

"This white ox can heal all injuries and illnesses, and it should be quite adept at tending the furnace and refining medicine."

However, where there is auspiciousness, there is bound to be calamity.

Just after these auspicious and divine objects appeared one after another, a terrifying aura, as black as ink and filled with endless poison and ominous signs, suddenly emerged from the center of the increasingly turbid Ocean of Milk.

That aura seemed to be the condensation of countless eras of negative emotions and the ultimate laws of destruction accumulated throughout the entire universe.

As soon as it appeared, it quickly spread throughout the entire universe.

Wherever it passed, whether gods or demons, or even those indestructible laws and void, all were eroded by it, emitting a "sizzling" sound, and quickly turning into puddles of foul-smelling black pus.

"It's...it's the cosmic poison 'Hara-Hara'!"

"Run!"

Whether it was the Asuras who had just been swaggering around or those self-proclaimed holy gods, the moment they saw this world-destroying poison, their faces revealed an unprecedented, soul-deep fear.

They no longer cared about fighting for any treasures; they all fled frantically as if they had seen a ghost.

"Hahaha, I'm finally free!"

Harahara transformed into a demon, wantonly invading the world.

It seemed that the entire world was about to be completely destroyed by this terrifying poison, returning to chaos.

At this most critical moment, Shiva, the god of destruction who had just placed the moon disc on his hair, reappeared.

"You beast, what have you gained freedom from!"

Those who violate the law shall be punished!

His face, which was always filled with authority and indifference, now carried a look of compassion that seemed to have seen through life and death.

Shiva, the god of destruction, is a staunch defender of the true Dharma.

He opened his mouth, like a whale sucking in water, and inhaled the terrifying poison that could destroy the entire universe, then forcibly swallowed it.

Although he eventually managed to control the world-destroying poison, Shiva's neck was burned into a shocking, indelible bluish-purple color.

"This act by Heaven is of immeasurable merit!"

And right where the deadly poison had just been purified, a pure white lotus flower, as large as a cartwheel and radiating endless light of purification, suddenly appeared.

Amidst that dazzling divine light, Brahma, the creator god, manifested.

He has four faces and four arms, holding a Vedas, a rosary, a spoon, and a water jug, symbolizing "creation" and "wisdom".

"Harahara, you intend to destroy the world. I curse you that once you fall from the neck of the Great God, you will lose your mind, be divided into the poison of all things, merge into the world, and have no chance of resurrection!"

As soon as he appeared, he stretched out his finger and cast a final curse upon the still-undissipated source of the [Hara-Hara] poison, ensuring it would never be able to escape its clutches.

Meanwhile, Xuanqing and Taishang, who were far away on the edge of the battlefield, both showed a thoughtful expression when they saw the pure white lotus flower.

[A Pure White Lotus?]

The two exchanged a glance.

According to the legends of this world, Brahma, the creator god, was the lord who emerged from a lotus flower.

If this lotus flower is indeed the Pure White Lotus, then the identity of this Brahma who has just appeared... is worth examining carefully.

In other words, this universe is actually a scheme orchestrated by those two Western figures?

A playful smile involuntarily crept onto Tai Shang's lips.

He thought to himself, "These two brothers really know how to have fun!"
"I'm pretty sure it's true. Even if they didn't get involved themselves, they definitely have a significant stake in this." Xuan Qing nodded slightly.

The way Brahma was born made it hard for them not to think that this was an alternative method of attaining eternal enlightenment devised by Jieyin or Zhunti.

After all, the ultimate goal of Pangu Avenue is to "meet Pangu".

Then I could just transform into the creator god of another universe, copy Pangu's homework, and then use that identity to meet Pangu and prove the Dao of eternity. That... seems quite reasonable!
We need to observe further.

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The appearance of Harahara instantly heightened the tension at the scene.

Harahara is an extremely poisonous substance.

Correspondingly, there is the nectar that represents immortality.

Asura and many gods had a premonition that the next thing to be discovered would be the nectar of immortality!
Another incredibly long period of time passed.

The ultimate divine object that everyone had been waiting for—the nectar of immortality—was finally stirred out from the center of the Ocean of Milk.

The moment that golden bottle containing the nectar of immortality appeared!
On the entire battlefield, all the noise, all the fighting, and all the scheming vanished in an instant.

A primal and deadly desire called "immortality," like the most potent poison, instantly eroded the reason of every deity present.

Whether they were Asuras or gods, all they could see was that small, yet seemingly more important than the entire universe, golden bottle.

"It is... the nectar of immortality!"

"Rob it!!!"

It's unclear who was the first to let out a hysterical, frantic scream.

The next moment, the entire battlefield was completely out of control!
A chaotic battle has now completely erupted!

"Jin Chuang, stop them!"

"Yes!"

The younger brother, Jinchuang, led a large number of Asuras in a fierce battle against the gods.

Asura King [Golden Eyes] Styx pushed his power to its absolute peak.

Almost at the same time the treasure bottle appeared, he transformed into a streak of crimson light that pierced through the entire battlefield, carving a bloody path with an unparalleled and domineering presence.

He single-handedly withstood the combined attack of several top-tier gods and endured the law storm that was powerful enough to tear space apart.

"Indra, get out of my way!"

Styx's punch sent the Heavenly Emperor, who was approaching the Dew of Immortality, flying backward.

This made Indra, the king of gods, question the meaning of life.

I can't beat my younger brother, and I can't beat my older brother either?

Is this right?
"Hahaha! Ganlu is mine!"

[Golden Eye] Styx has finally won this final and most important victory.

He held the precious bottle high, ready to tilt his head back and drink the elixir that could bring eternal life in one gulp.

A stunningly beautiful woman appeared silently before him.

She is an incarnation of Vishnu, the protector god of the world, and her name is Mosini.

Every smile and frown of hers seemed to contain the most primordial beauty of the universe.

Her gaze could make the stars pale in comparison and the sun and moon lose their luster.

Her swaying figure can cause the laws to collapse and the order to be reorganized.

She is the embodiment of beauty and the source of allure.

Whether it's the murderous Asura or the dignified and majestic God.

Whether male or female deities.

The moment I saw her, I was completely captivated by her beauty, which transcended gender, race, and all concepts.

They were all captivated, unable to extricate themselves.

Even the once arrogant Asura King, Styx, was now completely bewitched by the goddess Moses, throwing him into disarray.

The woman on the golden bed beside her had already closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at the goddess again.

"Can I have this nectar?"

Moses slowly walked up to the River Styx, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, blinked gently.

Her alluring and captivating appearance, coupled with a touch of innocence, rendered the ruthless Asura King speechless.

"Okay...okay...okay!"

[Golden Eyes] Styx, almost instinctively, held the nectar he had just risked his life to obtain in both hands and handed it out.

Upon seeing this, Moses smiled.

Her slender, jade-like fingers, white as jade, gently traced a line in the Styx's palm.

Then, carrying the bottle of immortal nectar, she gracefully departed.

[Golden Eyes] Styx stared intently at [Moses]'s beautiful departing figure, feeling as if his heart, filled with thoughts of killing and conquest, was about to melt away completely.

Only the Supreme Lord and Xuanqing watched this grand "honey trap" drama with great interest.

Not only were they unaffected, but they also gained the power of asceticism by resisting temptation.

"Is this the unique power of asceticism found only in this universe?"

Xuan Qing did not refuse. He carefully sensed the essence of this power, lost in thought.

In this universe, the power of asceticism is extremely strong.

So powerful that even a dog on the roadside, after undergoing sufficient arduous training, can run and challenge the Heavenly Emperor Indra.

Moreover, it's quite possible that even the Heavenly Emperor Indra might not be able to defeat him.

Taishang was even more curious about the true identity of Vishnu.

"Is this Junior Brother Jieyin or Junior Brother Zhunti?"

"Wow, that's some serious fancy stuff!"

"Fellow Daoist Styx actually couldn't control himself!"

He looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out its true nature.

It's likely that these two brothers knew they were being too daring and were worried about being discovered by their peers, so they devised some extremely sophisticated methods to prevent others from spying on them.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing smiled and said, "I understand."

"After all, this goddess is the manifestation of the 'beauty of the Great Dao' of this great universe. Of all the beings born in this universe, which one could truly withstand her?"

Taishang said, "To be fair, Vishnu's power of seduction is indeed quite strong."

"How about we find a way to capture this clone of his and take it back to the Demon Realm? I remember the [Succubus] position is currently vacant, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing shook his head: "Openly kidnapping the main god of another universe, that... isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"We are just guests here, so there is no reason for us to overstep our bounds as hosts."

"It wouldn't be good for us to take action."

Taishang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then let the Styx River do it itself."

"We can arrest them first, and then we'll see who's really behind this when they panic."

He was really curious whether this was a scheme set up by the brothers Jieyin and Zhunti.

Over there, Vishnu, disguised as Moses, after successfully bewitching all the Asuras, distributed the bottle of nectar of immortality to the gods who had been eagerly awaiting its arrival.

The Heavenly Emperor Indra, moved to tears, led the shouts of praise.

Praise be to the Lord!

The many gods also joined in the cheers: "Praise be to the Lord!"

Vishnu, the guardian god of the world, smiled at the gods and said, "Quickly drink this nectar."

"An even tougher battle awaits you!"

Thus, under the gentle yet encouraging gaze of Vishnu, the guardian god of the world, the gods no longer hesitated.

Indra, the king of the gods, was the first to step forward.

He poured out a cup of crystal-clear nectar from the golden vase, which seemed to contain the essence of the birth and death of countless stars.

Indra drank it all in one gulp.

The instant the nectar entered his throat, a warm current, indescribable in words and filled with endless life and eternal power, suddenly erupted from his limbs and bones!

All the divine power he had depleted in the previous fierce battle with the Golden Bed was instantly replenished at this moment.

He could even clearly feel that his cultivation of the Great Dao, which had stagnated for countless eons and was difficult to advance any further, was actually beginning to slowly rise under the impetus of this power!
"boom--!!!"

A dazzling golden light, symbolizing the authority of the "Heavenly Emperor," shot up from his body, reaching the clouds and dyeing the entire sky a noble gold.

His already imposing aura became even more unfathomable and vast as an abyss at this moment!
Immediately afterwards, a host of powerful gods, including the sun god Surya, the water god Varuna, the fire god Agni, and the wind god Vayu, stepped forward and each drank their own share of the elixir of immortality.

Miracles were happening to each of them simultaneously.

The sun god Surya felt as if his divine body had transformed into a truly inextinguishable sun. The endless light and heat almost burst his body apart. He couldn't help but let out a long roar. At the same time, twelve radiant suns appeared in the sky behind him, shining brightly on the world!
Varuna, the water god, felt as if he had become one with all the concepts of "water" in the entire universe. He could even clearly perceive the joys and sorrows of every single drop of water.

Seven-colored sacred fire ignited on the body of the fire god Agni. The flames were no longer simply about destruction, but contained a variety of profound powers such as purification, sacrifice, and creation, as if they could burn away all the sins and filth in the world.

The figure of Fengshen Fayou became elusive, as if he had transformed into the wind itself, omnipresent yet untraceable. His speed had reached a level that even he himself found unfamiliar.

……

After drinking the elixir of immortality, each of the gods underwent a tremendous transformation.

Their cultivation levels were increasing at an alarming rate.

Their divine bodies are constantly transforming.

Their divine light converged into a dazzling, sacred ocean of five colors, completely purifying and illuminating the sky that was originally shrouded in the aura of Asura!
At this moment, the bewitched Asuras finally awoke from the supreme allure of Moses.

Tai Shang and Xuan Qing walked to the side of the still somewhat lost and bewildered [Golden Eyes] Styx and whispered their guesses to him.

"what?"

[Golden Eye] Styx instantly regained consciousness.

Upon hearing this conjecture, his face became a kaleidoscope of colors, flashing across his features in turn.

The thought that he had just been so captivated by that incarnation of Vishnu, and that this Vishnu was very likely one of his two "good colleagues," struck him as absurd.

At this moment, Styx wanted to die.

If at this very moment, in the long river of time, there truly were a pillar of shame specifically used to record dark history.

He believed that what happened today would be recorded clearly and explicitly, and in bold and at the top, so that all the gods throughout the long river of time could come and pay their respects!
"Indra, you will die!!"

In the end, endless shame and anger transformed into overwhelming murderous intent.

Enraged, the Golden-Eyed Styx vented all his fury on Indra, the Heavenly Emperor, who had just drunk the nectar and was in high spirits.

Indra: Feed me peanuts!!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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