I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

External things are always external things. Bai Wunan has made up his mind to practice hard after returning.

"Thank you very much!"

Asura looked at the backs of Hell and Takeo as they left, and sincerely expressed his gratitude for their help.

If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have been able to get his daughter Mishra back so quickly.

[Duan Mu Lian]: @Wind Clan Warrior @Hell Origin Sea, are you interested in the Eight Great Mantra Powers? Just treat it as a reward, and each of you can choose the one that suits you.

[Wind Clan Warrior (evil)]: Hehe, that's great, group leader, I want the true words of 'me'.

[Hell Yuanhai]: Mantra power? I don’t need it. I didn’t even use the Three Lights Holy Water given to me by the group leader.

Hell and Takeo have both seen the power of truth. Its upper limit is very high, and it is the power that comes from the soul and mind.

Bai Wunan unceremoniously chose the power of 'my' truth, which is the power of Deus among the Eight Gods.

He felt that this power of mantra was quite suitable for him.

As for hell, he now needs to refine his magnetic field power.

This time, while fighting in the world of Asura's Wrath, he witnessed many mysteries of magnetic field power from Duanmulian.

Normally, the ultimate strong people start their cultivation at the level of ten thousand years. Hell feels that the power of the magnetic field is enough for him to tap his potential and practice, and he cannot bite off more than he can chew.

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Chapter 46: Follow the laws of heaven and earth and follow the appearance of gods?

Chapter 46: Follow the laws of heaven and earth and follow the appearance of gods?

"The magnetic field rotates!"

On top of the Fortress of Cause and Effect, a mass of flesh and blood was rapidly splitting and combining under the force of Duanmulian's magnetic field.

Not long after, under the astonished gaze of Yaksha and the nervous anticipation of Asura, this mass of flesh and blood deformed at an extremely fast speed and evolved into a slim human figure.

Finally, it turned into a woman with long black hair and a golden hair accessory.

“Durga!”

"mom!"

Asura and Mishra were very excited to see the woman in front of them, because she was Durga who died twelve thousand years ago.

Now that Duanmulian has found its soul, she has used the power of the magnetic field to invisibly create a body for it, using its power to make up for the loss of its soul over the past ten thousand years.

The moment Durga opened her eyes, Misra ran into Durga's arms crying and hugged her mother tightly.

Asura does not enter the cycle of reincarnation because the fire of anger is always burning.

But Durga, as a mother, was able to hold on for more than twelve thousand years without her soul entering the cycle of reincarnation. Her obsession was no less than that of Asura.

This couple is both concerned about their daughter.

The two people who cared about Mishra, one crawled back from hell, and the other has been wandering in the human world.

"Misra, dear..."

Seeing her husband and daughter again, Durga hugged them both excitedly.

Yasha was also happy that his sister was resurrected, but he still felt guilty when he saw his sister again.

After all, he already knew about his sister's death and who killed her.

But compared to his sister's death, justice is more important to Yasha.

Duanmulian also retreated to the side of Qishi not far away, leaving the remaining time and space to this reunited family.

Nanami showed no expression or look on the surface towards this family's sincere affection, but she felt a little envious in her heart.

After all, in her family, apart from her younger brother Qihua who cares about her, her parents are both top-notch people in some sense.

Her father, Liuzhi, was afraid of her talent, but Qishi didn't feel any fatherly love from her.

As for her mother, she was originally a noble from the wealthy Owari family. Nanami's beautiful and delicate appearance was inherited from her mother.

But even though she is beautiful, my mother is a bad woman through and through.

In my mother's eyes, there are only two kinds of distinctions: usable chess pieces and unusable waste.

At that time, his mother was the knife-bearer of Nanami's father, Kazurokuji, and his father was a very useful chess piece to his mother.

As for the seven real ones?

When she was one year old and suffering from the [100 Million Disease], just breathing would cause a series of severe pains throughout her body.

But the mother just watched her daughter's miserable condition indifferently.

He thought that Nanami, who was seriously ill, was a useless waste and even wanted to strangle her to death with his own hands.

"It's a bit inappropriate to be reminded of this at this time."

Suddenly, she felt a warm and gentle touch on her head. Qishi raised her eyes slightly and saw Duan Mulian standing beside her, putting his hand on her head and rubbing it gently, just like he was doing it to a child.

Although the two of them are no longer in a state of one mind and one body, they have established a close spiritual connection with each other.

For example, now Qishi is recalling the past when she sees the scene, and Duanmulian also feels her emotional fluctuations.

"Everything is afraid of comparison. Seeing people who are the opposite of me can bring back memories. There's nothing I can do about it."

Nanami ignored the hand playing tricks on his head and glanced at Mishra who was standing between Ashura and Durga not far away.

For the sake of his daughter, one crawled back from hell, while the other has been wandering in the world.

Qishi's parents both wanted to harm her. When she saw Mishra's family, she thought about her own family.

Although Nanami would not feel jealous or lament the unfairness of fate, she would still have some wild thoughts.

“First bitter then sweet, first sweet then bitter. Everyone is imperfect. There is no comparison between others and yourself.”

Duanmu Lian withdrew her hand. She had no interest or disdain for comparing other people's happiness with her own misfortune, because it was meaningless.

Asura had a happy first half of his life, but wasn’t the second half miserable?

Only comparing the good side of others will only bring you unhappiness.

……

There was still a little time before the Chakravartin would destroy the world, so Duanmulian left some time for the Asura family to reunite and called Yaksha over.

"...will you also give my mantra power to Ashura?"

Listening to the method of saving the world spoken by Duanmulian, Yaksha did not hesitate and raised his hand to dig out his core.

After all, although all the residents of the kingdom of God have died, there are still many humans alive on Earth, so he still has reasons to fight.

Since his power can play a role, Yaksha will naturally not be stingy.

However, Duan Mulian raised her hand to stop Yaksha's suicidal behavior and said, "Don't commit suicide here to make up for your guilt. The family has just reunited, and you want to give Misra the sorrow of a dead uncle? And give Durga the sorrow of a dead brother!?"

"..."

Hearing this, Yasha stopped what he was doing, a hint of embarrassment showing on his face as if his thoughts were seen through.

He really wanted to make up for something. Twelve thousand years ago, he participated in the plan that destroyed the Ashura family, and he had to pay some price.

Since his mantra power can help Asura and save the world, Yaksha naturally will not cherish his life.

He was already aware of his willingness to sacrifice himself for the greater good.

"With the power of the eight mantras, can Ashura defeat that guy?"

Yaksha took a deep breath and looked up at the golden Buddha in the sky that illuminated the universe.

"No, I just have the qualifications."

Duan Mulian shook his head and did not give Yaksha any definite answer. He said: "The only thing that Asura can really defeat that guy is [Anger]. The other mantra powers are just based on his [Anger] to maximize their effectiveness."

The most important thing is Ashura and his anger.

In the original novel, Asura and Chakravartin fought to the death, and both Chakravartin and Kuang-Khan were beaten to collapse.

What finally defeated the Chakravartin was still Asura’s extreme anger.

"Angry?... How ironic."

Hearing Duanmulian's words, Yaksha thought of everything that had happened over the years and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"It's ironic for everyone. When you decided to sacrifice Ashura's family, his anger caused his strength to exceed its previous limit. The same situation exists now."

Duanmulian raised her hand and pointed at the golden Buddha in the sky, a playful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

Asura does not have any big ambitions. He just wants to live a happy life with his family, protect his wife, and guard his daughter Mishra.

He may be clumsy and stubborn, but he is relying on his own strength to protect everything he cherishes as much as possible.

However, how could he not be angry when the world would not even allow such a small wish of his to come true?

"The truth... is the power that comes from the heart and soul. Yasha, with your heart that cares about the country and the people, you should have discovered the true power of the truth like Asura did. It's just that you don't admit what you have done and keep denying yourself."

In response to Duanmulian's words, Yaksha sighed in silence, because what the other party said was very right.

During these twelve thousand years, he was worried all the time.

However, he has no way to turn this mentality into his own strength, because he himself is in denial and thinks it is wrong.

If this is converted to people with strong magnetic fields, Yaksha's situation is similar to that of the great white shark. In a sense, both are unable to overcome the hurdle in their hearts.

"It was before, but it's different now—"

As Yaksha spoke in a low voice, blue flames and lightning ignited on his body, and a divine ring with the power of mantra burning to the extreme slowly materialized behind him.

Now he is just worried about the continued existence of this world and does not have too many psychological barriers.

Yasha opened his chest, revealing his core that was glowing with blue mantra power. Now the mantra power of worry has been activated.

Although this power is insignificant compared to the current situation, Yaksha hopes to help Asura a little bit.

“It will be a little painful.”

Duanmulian raised her hand and pressed on the core of Yaksha's chest. While stripping away the opponent's mantra power, she also reshaped Yaksha's body with the power of the magnetic field.

"Well--!"

Yasha gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan. At this moment, he felt that every part and every gene chain in his body was in pain.

The kingdom of God in this world has a cyberpunk color, because the gods absorb and carry the power of mantras transformed by people's prayers, and can transform their own cells into mechanical bodies.

The Kingdom of God calls it the Transformation of the Divine Body.

It can be said that all the gods in the entire kingdom of God are semi-mechanical life forms.

Now, to transform from a cyborg life form back into a normal body requires genetic recombination, and the pain involved is a thousand times more painful than skinning and breaking bones.

A minute later, Duan Mu Lian held the core that was glowing with blue light, and Yaksha knelt on one knee on the ground, gasping for breath.

He raised his hand and looked at his body with some confusion.

I feel that there is a power different from the power of mantra surging in this mortal body, and the body functions seem to be no weaker than my own spiritual body.

"This is……"

"That is Qi. Although it cannot compare to the increase in power brought to you by the power of truth, it still has potential for development. I have also adjusted your body for you."

Think about it, after this world defeats the Chakravartin, the power of mantras of the entire world will disappear.

After entering the Street Fighter plot line tens of thousands of years later, Duanmulian gave the power of Qi to Yaksha, which gave him the ability to protect himself.

In response, Yaksha also expressed his thanks.

Originally, if the power of the mantra disappeared, I would die. Now I am lucky to be alive, just that my power has become weaker.

As long as I can successfully save the world, none of this matters.

……

"Are you ready?"

Duanmulian, holding the core that stored the power of the Mantra of Worry, came to the Asura family with Yasha.

Seeing the core in Duanmulian's hand and looking at the intact Yaksha, Asura knew that it was time for him to set off.

"Father..."