Chapitre 14: Chapter 14 Sudarshan Chakra
A ray of golden light suddenly emerged from behind Indra, casting shimmering spots that flickered and transformed into thousands of stars scattered just like the grain of sands of the Ganga. These stars dotted the luminous sea in a continuous patch, illuminating the Kshira Sagara.
Yet, beneath this radiant glow, everything appeared unchanged, as if the recent events had merely been a special effect.
"Hahaha! Indra are you using Maya to confuse me? Did you forget Maya is the forte of Asuras, not Devas? You won't intimidate me!" Hiranyaksha exclaimed, his anger palpable as he laughed derisively.
Maya means illusion!
The Vedas proclaim the existence of an omniscient and omnipotent supreme being in the universe: Brahman. Brahman is the source of all creation, eternal and unchanging, transcending time and space.
Everything in the world is a manifestation of Brahman, created through the illusion of its presence. Thus, what we perceive is not the ultimate reality but merely an illusion. Only by transcending this illusion can one find Brahman and achieve the highest state of oneness with the divine.
Maya is the reflection of Brahman, akin to the shadow of a dream, or the interplay of sunlight and moonlight.
"Lord Vishnu, what are you waiting for? Did you forget your promise?"
Indra, momentarily taken aback, looked around in confusion.
"Hiranyaksha!" Vishnu's calm voice suddenly resonated, echoing across the expanse of the Kshira Sagara.
The sound seemed to emanate from an infinite height, traversing immeasurable distances, rising higher than the earth, the Bhuloka, Svarga, Patala Loka, and even Kailash—higher than the very fabric of the world itself. Indra followed the voice and looked up.
At that infinite height, Vishnu manifested in his divine form, a striking blue figure with four arms, standing majestically above the cosmos. At this moment, Vishnu seemed to be within the Goloka Vrindavan, radiating divine light. He held a massive, heavy vessel in one hand, from which fragrant nectar flowed, transforming into the Kshira Sagara.
So grand! So immense! It felt as though the world could be obliterated in an instant.
As the protector of the universe, Vishnu's power could even temporarily surpass that of Shiva during the preservation of existence, granting him the capacity to annihilate any adharma that wishes to harm the balance of the universe. However, he would never bring destruction upon it, for doing so would strip him of his identity and authority as the World Protector.
Hiranyaksha watched from a distance, overwhelmed by a mix of shock, anger, and horror. Suddenly, a flash of golden light erupted, and the magnificent Sudarshan Chakra emerged from Vishnu's hand.
With a swift motion, the Sudarshan Chakra flew from Vishnu's fingertip like a dream, traversing countless spaces in an instant, and heading straight for Hiranyaksha's neck.
Surprised, the surrounding Devas quickly regained their courage and erupted in cheers.
"Excellent! Lord Vishnu has taken action, and Hiranyaksha is no more!" Surya exclaimed, his voice echoing with triumph.
"Hahaha! No Asura or even a Deva can withstand the power of the Sudarshan Chakra! With Hiranyaksha defeated, the Asuras will be leaderless and unable to conquer Svarga!" Varuna added, a smirk playing on his lips.
"We are truly lucky that the asura king is so foolish to face the Trimurit," Vayu chimed in, his eyes shining with admiration as he gazed at the spectacle before them. "The Sudarshan Chakra will never fail its purpose! Its light will cut through the darkness, ensuring that balance prevails!"
But Indra's expression shifted as he frowned. "Hiranyaksha seems to be blessed by Brahma, doesn't he?" Indra muttered, narrowing his eyes as he focused intently on Hiranyaksha.
At that moment, Hiranyaksha was filled with shock and rage. As the Sudarshan Chakra approached, he instinctively turned his head and closed his eyes.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the Sudarshan Chakra struck Hiranyaksha's neck. The wheel spun relentlessly, but despite its might—capable of cleaving through the Kshira Sagara and slicing Mount Mandara—it encountered an impenetrable force, unable to even sever a single hair on his head.
Vishnu frowned slightly as his divine form returned, two rays of golden light emerged from him. One ray fell onto Mount Mandara, which had plunged into the Kshira Sagara, causing enormous waves to surge into the sky. A gigantic turtle emerged, lifting Mount Mandara from the depths.
Kurma, the divine turtle, poked its round-beaked head out of the water as Mount Mandara began to rise slowly.
Another flicker of golden light danced around before settling beside Indra, manifesting into the original form of Vishnu, who now stared intently at Hiranyaksha before him.
"Karma!" Vishnu murmured. It was Brahma, the Creator among the Trimurti, who had granted Hiranyaksha an almost insurmountable boon: the assurance that no Deva, nor demon, could bring him harm.
Hiranyaksha slowly opened his eyes.
"Hahaha! The Protector of the Universe is nothing more than that! Only my brother and I are the strongest in the Triloka!" he boasted, throwing his head back in laughter.
He clasped his head with both hands, twisting his neck until it cracked loudly, bones popping in a display of strength. Then, curling the corners of his mouth into a smirk, he raised his hand with an air of arrogance, pinching the Sudarshan Chakra between his two fingers. Sudarshan Chakra paused in midair, held precariously on his fingertips as he glared provocatively at Vishnu.
Vishnu's expression tightened slightly. He moved his fingers just a bit, and the dazzling sight of Sudarshan Chakra transformed into golden light, dissipating and returning to his fingertips.
Boons, the fruits of Karma are laws of the world, directly embedded in the reality of the particular universe, making even the Trimurti struggle to directly break them.
The Devas watched in terror. This Hiranyaksha's boon was so formidable that even the World Protector, one of the Trimurti's weapons, could not harm him.
"Impossible! How could he block the Lord's Sudarshan Chakra?" Suryadeva exclaimed, eyes widening in disbelief.
"He must have received a boon. Could it be that he has performed penance for Lord Brahma?" Agni speculated, suddenly slapping his thigh.
"It must be this way! It must be!" Vayudev and Varunadev echoed, their voices tinged with astonishment.
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In Brahmaloka, Brahma's expression darkened slightly as he slowly turned his head, deliberately avoiding the gaze of Saraswati across from him. Intrigued, Saraswati couldn't help but wonder. She was certain that the blessing must have come from her husband!
"Well!" she exclaimed. "When Hiranyaksha was in Patala Loka, he worshipped diligently and received a boon. The invulnerability of meeting his death by neither any god, man, nor beast!"
Brahma recounted the entire story in a deep, resonant voice.
Upon hearing this, Saraswati's eyes widened in shock, and her beautifully arched brows knitted together in concern. "In that case, the Devas will be in serious trouble!"
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"No one can defeat me! No one!" Hiranyaksha bellowed, his laughter echoing across the Kshira Sagara. He transformed his hand into a divine hammer that blotted out the sky and struck Indra with immense force.
Indra snorted coldly and retreated behind Vishnu. This Hiranyaksha wielded the power of a blessing; no one in Svarga or on Bhuloka could harm him. According to legend, Vishnu had once separated the incarnation of a wild boar that was neither Deva, demon, nor human, and had fought fiercely with Hiranyaksha for thousands of years before finally defeating him. The stronger Hiranyaksha grew, the stronger he became.
But before Indra stood Vishnu. As long as Indra remained here, no one could harm him. A faint golden light emanated from Vishnu's body, shimmering upward and producing a deafening rumble upon impact, effectively blocking the power of the giant hammer. Vishnu frowned in concentration.
At that moment, a bright white light suddenly illuminated the distance. Led by Rishi Shukracharya, the Asura teacher, and accompanied by Vajra Shen, Holika, Puloman and Viprachitti took the forefront.
Hundreds of thousands of Asuras surged forward.
"Hahaha! My army of Asuras has arrived! You Devas will become my prisoners today!" Hiranyaksha laughed heartily, casting a triumphant glance at the multitude of Devas.
With so many Asuras at his command, capturing a few Devas who had lost their divine powers would be an easy feat. He was certain of victory!
Surya and the other Devas were frightened into silence, quickly flying to Vishnu's side and gazing at him with pleading expressions.
Vishnu frowned at the sight. The Devas' growing panic was palpable as they waited for his response.
"With so many Asuras, we are outmatched. Why don't we return to Svarga?" Varunadev suggested in a low voice.
As soon as he spoke, the other Devas quickly echoed their agreement.
Surya furrowed his brow, his golden eyes shimmering with concern. "Indeed, that makes sense. We should think this through carefully!"
Agni nodded, his flames flickering with urgency. "Lord, what should we do?"
Vayu crossed his arms, the wind swirling around him. "Yes, since you are here, we trust that everything will be fine. But if not, we should leave at once!"
The Devas exhibited their anxious nature when they met dangerous asuras, their panic intensifying by the moment. Indra surveyed the approaching army. His eyes glimmered like the sun, growing brighter with determination.
Look at that formation! So many Asuras!
This isn't good! Indra looked resolute as he took a step forward, tilting his head slightly to address Vishnu.
"Lord Vishnu we can't defeat Hiranyaksha as he has the boon from Trimurti Brahma but can you at least take down the other Asuras? Lord Vishnu, can you use the Sudarshana Chakra against them!"
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Ganga is believed to reside in Swarga as Akasha Ganga, a celestial river flowing through the cosmos. When Ganga was brought down from the Svarga which occurred because of a royal sage Bhagiratha, her might was so overwhelming that Lord Shiva contained her in his hair, taming her turbulent energy and releasing her gradually to benefit humanity. In the epic Mahabharata, Ganga is the mother of the warrior Bhishma, the Grandsire of Arjuna.
Goloka Vrindavan is considered the highest spiritual realm, the eternal abode of Lord Krishna and his devotees.
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