Chương 21: Chapter 21: At the End of Tribulation, Next Time for Sure
Achoo!
Indra suddenly sneezed.
He frowned and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his nose.
What was that about?
He, as the Heavenly Emperor, God of Thunder, the ruler of the Heavenly Realm, was actually sneezing.
Strange!
Could it be that someone was calling for him?
Indra guessed in his mind.
But then he shook his head.
As the Supreme God, the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, if a believer were to establish an altar and raise a fire sacrifice, praying to him with devotion, he would naturally be able to hear it.
But merely mentioning his name and expecting to be heard was nearly impossible.
Unless he could open the sixth chakra of the "three channels and seven chakras" — the "brow chakra".
The "brow chakra" is the symbol of wisdom!
Once a deity opened the "brow chakra", any time their divine name was spoken, the deity would know. Even the action of mentioning the deity's name is akin to praising them, providing them with strength.
This was just a minor function of the "brow chakra".
An even more critical aspect of the "brow chakra" was to help the gods transcend calamities.
There are four eras in the cycle of the world.
The Era of Perfection, the Three-Part Era, the Two-Part Era, the Era of Struggle.
Collectively, these make up four hundred thirty-two million years and can be termed the Age of the Devas.
One thousand Age of the Devas add up to "four billion, three hundred twenty million years", which is a day of Brahma, and can also be called a Kalpa.
This is the duration of a calamity for the gods.
When Shiva destroys the world, the end comes, and everything is completely annihilated!
If one fails to open the "brow chakra", gods too must undergo complete reincarnation, their previous life actions examined, their statuses assigned accordingly, and Brahma begins creation anew.
Therefore, the "brow chakra" state is also called "transcending the final calamity".
As for the final "crown chakra", legend has it that it is the state of "union with Brahma".
Even Indra didn't know what it was like.
"Time to do some math!"
"If I don't break through to the brow chakra, I, this Heavenly Emperor, only have four billion, three hundred twenty million more years to live!"
"Alas!"
Indra couldn't help but sigh.
He was just a commoner who could live for four billion, three hundred ten million plus years after all.
At that moment, rays of light shone from above the Milk Sea, spreading warmth and making Indra's mood relax, prompting him to look up.
Within the golden light.
Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi were sitting on a lotus, appearing before them.
With far-reaching gazes, they looked down as if watching the Devas and the Asuras, encompassing everything.
Goddess Lakshmi glowed with golden brilliance, following the gaze of Vishnu.
With just one look, she saw Jyeshta leaving with the Asuras.
"She is my sister born from the Milk Sea."
"Husband, watching her like this, is she beautiful?"
Goddess Lakshmi asked with a light smile.
Her dignified and beautiful countenance bloomed like a lotus, reaching the pinnacle of beauty, such that at that moment, the world seemed to contain only her.
"Of course she is beautiful!"
Vishnu's mouth curved slightly as he turned to look at Goddess Lakshmi and said with a smile.
Jyeshta is the goddess of misfortune and poverty, also known as Alakshmi, bringing conflict, jealousy, suffering, ignorance, and negative energy. But she is also the opposite of Goddess Lakshmi, almost like an extension of the same origin as Goddess Lakshmi.
In Vishnu's eyes, Jyeshta resembles Goddess Lakshmi.
As beautiful as his wife is, so is Jyeshta.
Praising Jyeshta is like praising Lakshmi!
"Husband, who is more beautiful between her and me?"
Goddess Lakshmi blinked her beautiful eyes playfully and asked.
"Jyeshta is most beautiful when she walks away from me!
"And you, my wife, are most beautiful when you face me!"
Vishnu replied with a calm smile.
As they looked at each other, sparks seemed to fly between them.
The gods at that time couldn't hear their words, but they saw the Supreme Lord and Lady Master exchanging glances, feeling a complexity of emotions.
That's just too much!
They were there toiling to churn the Milk Sea, not to watch the Supreme Lord show off his love.
"Hiss, I smell the sour stench of love!"
"Such mushiness!"
Indra's brow furrowed slightly as he couldn't help but draw a breath of cold air.
By then, Jyeshta had also gradually moved away from the Asura army, and Jinmu, filled with turbulent emotions, promptly took large strides, directing the Asura army to continue churning the Milk Sea.
The Asuras were enjoying initial success!
We've already won a small victory!
Next is the medium victory of obtaining the Amrita and the great victory of defeating the gods.
Jinmu's eyes shone with eagerness; he could hardly wait.
Indra, too, led the Devas, returning to their positions.
"Just two hundred years more, and the thousand years of ascetic power needed for the first layer of my Divine Armor will be sufficient!"
Indra was also extremely excited.
He, too, could hardly wait!
Both sides prepared to take their positions, and under the watchful eyes of Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi, they began to churn the Milk Sea once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Both parties grabbed onto Shesha's head and tail, continuing the great task of churning the Milk Sea.
Mandara Mountain roared as Shesha's scaled serpent body moved tectonically, heated by friction until it burned, and countless clumps of soil transformed into mountains before falling and thundering into the Milk Sea.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Milk Sea grew ever thicker.
One hundred years later!
Swoosh!
A silvery-white light shone brilliantly from the depths of the Milk Sea.
"Something's coming out!"
Jinmu's eyes widened as he saw a silver Moon Wheel rise slowly from the Milk Sea, ascending swiftly to midair.
"Moon God Soma!"
Jinmu's gaze turned frosty, and he clenched his hands with a creaking sound.
"Even if it's the Moon God, I'll capture you!"
Jinmu had just taken a step forward when he abruptly stopped, looking upward, unable to help muttering to himself.
"Mahadeva?!"
A towering figure wearing an animal hide robe and wielding a Trishula appeared promptly.
Swoosh!
The Moon Wheel ascended, coming to rest atop the figure's head, transforming into a decoration of a silver moon.
Vishnu smiled without saying a word.
Indra looked up to see the towering figure whose identity was quite clear, unmistakably being the Destroyer, Shiva.
Shiva, the Destroyer, the Master of Innocence, Mahadeva, has nearly a thousand titles.
He is commonly referred to as "Mahadeva."
"Praise Mahadeva!"
Indra brought his palms together in veneration.
The other gods followed suit.
"Praise Mahadeva!"
"Praise Mahadeva!"
…
Amidst the chorus of praises, Shiva smiled faintly, and from within the Moon Wheel, a beam of silver light floated out, descending upon the Devas and materializing into the silver-armored Moon God Soma.
"Praise Mahadeva!"
Soma, clad in his silver armor, praised.
Shiva nodded slightly, his figure dissolving into specks of golden light and vanishing from the scene.
"Shiva came to cause trouble!"
"Damn it!"
Jinmu Asura's face darkened as he clenched his fist and slammed it into the void, causing the space around the Milk Sea to reverberate.
"King, what do we do now?"
Jinmu's Vajra Body couldn't help but ask.
"Continue churning; next time, it will surely be ours!"
"Next time for sure!"
Jinmu clenched his fist, his voice resolute and powerful.
Fifty years later.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A brilliantly shining Mani Gemstone rose from the sea.
As soon as this gemstone emerged, the surroundings brightened immensely, feeling refreshed and immensely gratifying.
"A gemstone? It seems this thing eventually flew toward Vishnu!"
Indra tilted his head, unfazed.
He remembered that this gemstone seemed to have flown towards Vishnu on its own.
"This gemstone is mine!" Jinmu Asura's eyes lit up too.
Swoosh!
The next moment, the Mani Gemstone flew into the sky, landing on Vishnu's chest, shimmering brilliantly, adorning him there.
"What?!"
Jinmu glared angrily.
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