Swoosh!!!
The body of the Asura Jiao Sheng shot forth suddenly, like a falling meteor, dropping from the Heavenly Realm.
Indra's eyes lit up.
He saw the innumerable Brahman Heavenly Treasures shooting up from below, and streams of the light of wisdom also shot forth from his eyes.
He stood upright, bringing his hands together slowly.
"Om~ Praise to Brahma!"
"Om~ Praise to Brahma!"
Echoes of mysterious Sanskrit resonated, reverberating repeatedly, like countless voices performing high-speed divine chants, merging together into one.
In the next moment, Indra pushed outward with both hands.
A golden ball of light shot forth, turning into a meteor shower, splitting instantly into thousands, covering the vault of the sky, falling downward.
Brahman Heavenly Treasures fell down, colliding with the rising Treasures.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
Countless golden radiances burst forth.
Ravana looked up at the sky, eyes wide open in astonishment.
"How is this possible!"
