Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 1143: Chapter 690: Starting Battle_2

They are the Incense Gods of the Brahman Sect, vassals and subjects of the Heavenly Emperor, as well as the most exquisite musicians and dancers. At this moment, with their beautiful movements and singing, they are praising the return of the Heavenly Emperor to the mortal world.

In the wonderful sound of song and dance, a divine chariot roared out, pulled by eight horses with fiery red coats, shooting across the sky like a meteor, bursting forth from the Divine Domain to confront the widespread thunder.

Above the divine chariot, amidst the thunder, one could see this Divine figure; he wore a golden crown, had a thousand eyes over his tall form, four arms each holding a Divine Artifact, possessing an invincible mace and spear, and the very embodiment of storm and thunder, as if an emperor traveling, overseeing the mortal world.

He is... Indra, the Heavenly Emperor of the Brahman Sect!

He steered the divine chariot, galloping forward, facing the rampant thunder, his two arms moving simultaneously to hurl the mace and spear, instantly lightning flashed and thunder roared, lethal radiance piercing through the air, numerous thunders were shattered by him, and the vast clouds of tribulation rolled wildly, seeming to evaporate and dissolve into nothingness.

At the same time, within the Divine Domain of the Immortal Realm, many Brahman Gods flew out, all vassals and subjects of the Heavenly Emperor, some already reaching the boundary of True Gods, some still half-human and half-god, but regardless, at this moment they all emerged from the Divine Domain, influencing their Mundane Tribulation, and using the thunder to cleanse their sins.

So it went, for who knows how long, until the final streak of golden light tore through the firmament, shattering the lingering tribulation clouds, and then fell back into the hands of Indra, transforming into a splendidly radiant long spear, the War Soldier of the Heavenly Emperor, the indestructible Divine Spear, Amogha.

After this strike, the clouds dispersed and rain ceased, the vast clouds of tribulation disappeared, leaving only the Divine Domain of the Immortal Realm standing in the sky, with the many Brahman affiliated gods returning, gathering in front of the palace, waiting for the commands of the Heavenly Emperor.

Although this entry into the world, subjected to the trial of heaven and earth, caused quite a few casualties, overall, the impact was not significant, not to mention Indra, even these subordinate gods were hardly stirred, as if it was all within expectations.

The clouds collected and rain ceased, tribulations entirely dissipated, Indra stood atop the divine chariot, his golden eyes sweeping across all boundaries, even directly at the camera, facing the viewers in the live broadcast room head-on, unconsciously revealing an imposing majesty and oppression, despite the separation by the screen, it made many tremble in their hearts, hair standing on end, not daring to meet his gaze.

But it was only many people, in any world, in any era, there are always some who are somewhat unconventional.

"Holy shit!"