Reunion
Once Asura set off, his ghost army was unstoppable and unstoppable. In just a few days, they continued to capture dozens of cities of the Celestial Clan. The people outside the cities were devastated, and the people inside the cities were in panic. Even the high-ranking celestial beings were thrown into disarray.
There was deathly silence above the temple.
"The situation is urgent. Asura is coming with great force and will definitely head for the throne of God. Our forces are weak and we can only avoid them temporarily." The celestial beings gave the order to retreat.
Indra was also in the entourage, enjoying the treatment aristocrat deserved, with fine clothes and delicious food, no worries about food and clothing. He sat on a soft couch, drinking the purest dew, with a few lotus petals floating on it.
"Indra, why do you always look so sad?" Ruyi Tian spoke to him.
"Do you think all the ghosts deserve to die?"
"Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts. They deserve to die."
Seeing that Indra was in a trance, Ruyitian advised earnestly: "Ashura is the best at deceiving people. Be careful not to be deceived by him."
"Bewitching people... isn't that a more appropriate way to describe me?" Indra smiled slightly.
Ruyitian was stunned by his stunning beauty. He felt that Indra's face held a certain uncanny beauty that made it impossible to look away. He was secretly horrified. Centuries ago, he had heard stories of the prince's birth and the miraculous signs that descended from the sky.
The Celestial King's bloodline had long ago died out due to some unknown and obscure reason. The Celestials cast a spell upon the frail Emperor's son, sealing his spiritual orifices and blood vessels, rendering him permanently incapable of recovery. Since then, power within the Celestial Clan has remained in the hands of a single individual.
These secret matters were not something Indra should have known, and his behavior made people vaguely uneasy.
The vehicle carrying the nobles suddenly stopped. The noisy sounds of fighting were heard outside. The hot blood dyed the car windows red, and the blood of his colleagues also wet Indra's holy clothes.
Ruyi Tian, who had just talked to him, had a horrified expression. There was a big hole in his chest, and his liver and lungs were all broken into pieces, falling all over his chest.
Indra raised his head and looked through the hole in the roof of the car at Asura standing there. Just like when they first met, their gaze was pure and clear.
"Would you like to come in and have a drink?" Indra quickly came to his senses and shook the glass at Asura, and the golden chain fell down his slender arm.
Ashura's body was clearly burning with raging anger, but he still jumped down from the cave and landed on the ground with a "bang".
This carriage was cast with a secret spell. Although it looked small from the outside, it was actually as spacious as a house inside. It also had excellent sound insulation, so the movements inside could not be detected from outside.
Asura looked at Indra coldly, but did not refuse his invitation. Instead, he sat on the main seat like a majestic emperor.
In comparison, Indra was much gentler. He was obviously in a good mood, with a smile flickering in his silver-gray eyes. This relaxed and leisurely expression made Asura feel very uncomfortable.
"Hey, you guy, you are doing very well in the Celestial Clan." Ashura interrupted in a sarcastic tone.
Indra was pouring wine for him and responded, "Ashura's praise is always comforting. How are you doing? Are you lonely and bored in the abyss?"
"It's much more comfortable without someone making a fuss around me," Ashura said. "What are you laughing at?"
"Seeing that Asura is living so well, I am sincerely happy for you." Indra said.
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