allendalepharm Chapter 660: Sakura Sky is being transported
Chapter 660: Sakura Sky is being transported
Chapter 660: Sakura Sky is being transported...
Indra.
King of the gods.
Emperor of Heaven.
Emperor Shitian.
In the hidden realm called Renlitian, the ancient ruler leans on the throne that is still shining and bright. He has been here for a long, long time. When his former subordinates succeeded in being promoted and knocked him off the throne of Thunder Realm, he was no longer allowed to leave the secret realm of Renlitian. No more believers pray to him, no more allies come to visit him. His influence will be heavily modified by the realm itself when he leaves Renlitian, making his image in the entire multiverse completely become a clown.
A noble man, a powerful one, but still a clown.
He had no opinion on this - winning is winning, losing is losing. He left loopholes for his subordinates to exploit, so it was not surprising that he had fallen to such a fate. And after being imprisoned for such a long time, he still could not find a way to break the situation. That only showed that he was more capable, but not as good as the three rebels.
The capable ones rise, the incompetent ones fall. This is the philosophy of Thunder Realm. Indra always recognizes the self-elimination within the life community.
So it can stay here.
See through the traps and loopholes deliberately left by former subordinates and escape from all dead ends.
Because strong is strong, weak is weak. As long as the balance of power is not reversed, He will never cross the line. And as long as He does not take the initiative to walk out of the Holy Throne of Life and Death, then the limit that the rebellious Three-phase God can do is nothing more than imprisoning Him here and weakening Him to the maximum extent within the limit.
They couldn't kill him - they could only create a huge number of mythological derivatives to humiliate and mock him. And he also knew what they were planning, because the derivatives outside the prehistoric world were not useless for the truth inside the prehistoric world. As long as there were enough myths, they could also project distortions onto the original body.
The clown in mythology can become the clown in reality. In time, Indra believed that he would fall to that level - he would be obsessed with power and sex, and he would not make progress. He would spend all day in his palace drinking fine wine and enjoying the singing and dancing of the goddesses. He would eventually become short-sighted and irritable, and would make enemies for some trivial things as described in the pan-mythology, and then walk out of the holy throne of the birth and death heaven because of some small provocation.
It was a matter of time - even if this was the limit of what the Three-phase God could do. But it was also a matter of time.
He had already taken to drinking and having fun, and had long since put down his vajra and longbow. It had been a long time since he had driven his chariot to inspect the small cage he was in. It had been a long, long time since he had fought, but instead he lay lazily on his throne, admiring the elegance and agility of the beautiful goddesses.
--I'm dying.
He often thought of this.
He knew that he was still countless years away from true death - a number that could be counted but ultimately a distant number. As long as he did not leave Renli Heaven, even if the Three-phase God had the means to interfere with the source world line, he would not be able to adjust the timeline inside the Life and Death Heaven at will.
——Why will I die?
He thought more like this—of course, he knew that this was also a sign of approaching death. But he couldn't help but keep thinking about it.
There is always a reason for failure.
Being stronger than the Three-Phase God, the fact that he had fallen to this point must have been caused by a definite loophole being discovered.
So where is the loophole?
Was it because he had obeyed the orders of the Great Lord too early, and realized the absolute difference in strength between the two sides the moment the Great Lord appeared, and thus decisively abandoned his former ally?
Was it because in that battle of creation where the truth was concealed, he immediately gave up resistance when all the Saint Emperors were killed, and thus successfully escaped from the attack of Burning Sky's ascension?
Or was it that, at the moment when the Silver Snake that devoured the universe descended, he, as the first person to discover it, did not directly report the first-hand intelligence to the many Saint Emperors, resulting in Gu being unable to promptly unify the Saint Emperors of the alien races such as the First Dragon and the First Phoenix who were at a disadvantage in the struggle for throne with the human race when he convened the resistance alliance? As a result, when Kunpeng brought the reinforcements of all races and tried his best to return from the multiverse border, the Snake of the Universe had already left, and the Great Celestial Venerable had already demonstrated his unparalleled power?
Indra was thinking, he was sure that he had always been walking on the path of "use it or lose it, and the capable will rise to the top". He would always support the side that was more powerful on the surface. At most, when the power comparison between the two sides was roughly similar, he would hesitate for a moment because it was difficult to accurately measure each other.
Perhaps hesitation is a mistake.
He never reached a conclusion, but he knew it well. In the myths compiled by the Three-phase God, most of his power and position were obtained through cheating or fraud. Although this was not the case, in the eyes of other saints, his image should not be much different from the content compiled.
——And I am about to accept this view myself.
Strength is being lost, lost every moment. Infinity minus infinity is still infinity, but both quality and quantity are indeed decreasing.
He reached out his hand and took a cup of fine wine from the hand of the attendant goddess beside him. He poured the wine down his throat, using this drunken impulse that should not have occurred in him to cover up the pain of losing power.
a glass of wine.
Another drink.
The attendant celestial maidens would not advise him to exercise moderation like his former friends, because the individuals he could call friends were either abandoned by him or died in that failed battle that was covered up.
He knew that everything was inevitable - the source world line had been changed and revised countless times by many Saint Emperors, Great Celestial Lords, and the Cosmic Serpent. And among them, there must be a few lines that he never gave up, a few lines that always led the way, a few lines that died in that forgotten war with all his companions, and a few lines that never lost power and saw through the conspiracy of the Three Phases God in time.
But what does it matter? Reality has become what it is now. The individual who can determine reality must be the most powerful individual, and as long as I still walk on the path of Thunder World, I will obey.
"After all, it's nothing more than the dying struggle of a group of ants... Weakness is a sin."
He drank the fourth cup of wine—his thoughts and actions became decadent and numb due to his own will. He immediately realized that his deterioration had once again reached a new stage, and he once again became gradually weaker than every period of time in the past.
The trick of the Three Gods.
But not weak enough.
It is not yet enough to lure me out of this Renlitian, and it is not the time yet for them to attack me with all their strength.
So...why is this?
A portal quietly opened not far from his eyes, and two uninvited visitors arrived deep in his palace. Sheng Mie Tian's surveillance measures were ineffective at this moment - and he waved his hand, and the goddesses and attendants retreated to the sides, away from this place that was about to become a battlefield.
A high-level Saint, a man. There was a familiar aura on the man's body, and a causal line was held in his hand - he was very strong. He relied on a power that he didn't know when it flowed out of Renlitian to build this portal and the corresponding bridge. It was not an easy task to be his enemy, but victory would eventually fall into his hands.
Lin Sheng had no way to kill Gao Sheng - as long as he did not ascend the throne, he was destined to have power but no authority. His full-strength burst might cause him great pain, but he could not take his own life after all.
Beside the man was a woman. She was perhaps more worthy of Indra's attention because he saw a high-level holy position attached to the inside of the woman - originating from the highest heaven, but full of immaturity from head to toe.
He is a canonized person who has just ascended to the throne of sainthood.
She was not qualified, and she had not experienced the vicissitudes of life that a true saint had experienced - she had not experienced the billions of epochs of ascetics. She also did not know how to adjust her own source world line and possess the promotion method of the saint out of thin air.
She had the power, but not the strength. The humanoid spirit treasure behind her could only be driven with the strength of a weak person.
What an interesting combination.
A combination that could take his life, but each of them had its own shortcomings - they shouldn't be here at this time. And since they avoided the eyes and ears of the Life and Death Heaven, it meant that the force that sent them here was planning to attack the Life and Death Heaven.
"It's a good idea to find me as a breakthrough point." The former Thunder Heaven shook the wine glass in his hand. "You can find this source world line that Sheng Mie Tian can't find, which means you are very close to your goal. And through my position, you are indeed qualified to fight against Vishnu who has hidden power risks."
He stepped down from the throne and threw the cup at his feet.
"But I must remind you, no matter what your plan is, no matter how comprehensive your plan is, as long as your goal is to fight against the Great Celestial Venerable or the Cosmic Serpent, you will not have any result other than failure. Or are you even more arrogant than Kunpeng in the past, thinking that you can influence the Great Celestial Venerable through various means and make him fight with the Cosmic Serpent?"
"This has nothing to do with a loser." The man raised his warhammer, and the light of order flashed on his hammer. The nature of that light was similar to the power of the Great Celestial Being. And this could indeed add a lot of weight to any resistance plan. "I am here to replace you, Indra."
It turned out to be the case.
In the past, Ting Jietian understood the reliance of the planners. He knew that as long as his "old acquaintances" were still alive, they all wished that he would die soon - when Vishnu seized the throne, he only needed a True Saint to help him and he could turn the tables. Even now, as long as there was a True Saint who dared to risk being killed by the Great Heavenly Venerable to interfere with his source world line, he could also provide help to him at the time when he fell.
However, it does not.
The two people in front of him had a sense of inconsistent time sequence. They came from other timelines. The risk of sending them here was obviously the same as directly interfering with the source world line of another True Saint. The Supreme Heaven and His alliance obviously wanted his life. It was a gift, but it could also be understood as revenge for an old grudge.
Whatever.
"Whatever." Indra picked up the vajra and raised the rainbow bow. "Who will kill me?"
He had acquiesced to His own mortality.
"Jiang Yu." The man responded.
"Zhan Lan." The woman replied.
They were all names that he had no impression of at all, and the next moment, Indra nodded and threw the vajra in his hand forward!
Renlitian is different from the conventional universe. Indra does not like the planetary structure, but wants the universe to present a plane community.
There are thirty-three layers of Renli Heaven, and this one strike immediately penetrated twenty-nine of them that covered ten thousand light years.
The sky cracked, the earth dried up. Countless celestial beings evaporated and shattered in the thunderbolt transformed by the vajra. Or they let out a tearing wail at the edge of the impact. And He was sure that this blow had hit.
Renlitian is different from other universes. It is a prison, and the timeline cannot be jumped. You can't hide in the past or in the future. When facing the great power, you can only bear it head-on.
He raised his bow.
However, before it could be shot out, a strong hand stretched out from the thunder explosion! A familiar tripod was floating above the man's head. And that thunderstorm was unable to break through the thin mist hanging from the mouth of the tripod!
The hammer has arrived.
The moment he was hit, Indra's body deteriorated further - he lost his warrior body, and his degraded body had four arms and a thousand eyes all over his body. He tried to open the bow in his hand, took a strong blow, and the arrow shot towards the woman named Zhan Lan.
Attack the enemy where he must rescue. This is the simplest operation in the art of war.
However, the woman with basically zero Saintly skills was not in a hurry, but instead, she opened another ancient bow with rainbow arrows at her fingertips!
Qiankun Bow, Indra knew about this bow. Its previous owner was almost as powerful as the Holy Emperor.
The humanoid spirit treasure behind the woman took a step forward and allowed the rainbow arrow to hit its chest!
Even a spiritual treasure cannot take on a high saint's attack at will, unless the treasure is of great origin. At this moment, Indra was a little annoyed with his own knowledge, because the nature of the Six Soul Banner had already appeared in his eyes.
The banner fluttered, and the rainbow arrows became writing pens. Indra's name was written on it. The banner fluttered, and the fate of destruction was imminent.
——They defeated me with just their equipment... I was expecting a spectacular ending.
The former Ting Jietian sighed in his heart. He didn't mind his own death, because he had already confirmed that the balance of power was completely in favor of his opponent. And since natural elimination had already begun, there was no need to try to break free.
The hammer fell.
He noticed that the thirty-three heavens were changing, and the sun, moon, stars and vast galaxies were covering the original plane communities.
This universe was no longer the prison he was familiar with. And he knew that even now, he could still activate the beacon and attract Vishnu's attention.
He did not do so until the last moment before his fall.
(End of this chapter)