Chapter 59: This Time, I'm Going to Win Big 1
Vann smiled calmly.
His wisdom and erudition were far more than just this moment. He possessed a wealth of yogic techniques.
However, he didn't intend to flaunt these in front of Saint Majina.
There would be plenty of time for practice later.
Thus, showing off was an insult to one's erudition.
And so on.
Vann suddenly thought of something.
Calculating the time, it seemed the 100,000-year deadline was approaching. Shiva, the God of Destruction, would arrive in the next few days.
Thinking of Shiva's blazing gaze, Vann shuddered.
Although he could be generous, he was a deeply reserved person.
When facing someone...
He couldn't stand that kind of aggressive gaze.
"Want to find an opportunity to use the Fire Linga Mark?"
"No, even if you do, you'll have to wait until the Apocalypse." '
Vann dismissed that unrealistic idea. He had used the Fire Linga Seal, which certainly would have freed him from Shiva's 'Praise and Observation.'
But he was missing a trump card.
The God King Dayus had only been pinned to the Heavenly Gate for two Mahayoga strokes, not truly perished.
He had to keep this trump card.
It wasn't that he feared a re-opening, but rather that he had already found a general method for controlling his true self.
Furthermore, if possible, Vann didn't want to use this trump card during the Abyssal Tribulation.
After the Abyssal Tribulation, the brief Vedic mythological period would begin.
This was a prelude to the Tripartite Period, when the three deities gathered to revise the cosmic dharma.
It was during this period that Indra, the Heavenly King, who had been oppressed in later generations, displayed his divine might and accumulated unimaginable merit.
This firmly secured his position as Heavenly King.
Therefore, the Vedic mythological period is often called the crowning moment of Indra, the God of Heaven!
This period saw the emergence of many powerful demons, possessing exceptional powers.
They would exploit loopholes in the Trimurti's revisions to the Universal Law, unleashing destructive forces.
Under special circumstances, they could even slay the Primordial Elemental God.
Therefore, Brahman needed to be on guard.
"Master, is that Uncle Daksha and Aunt Plini?"
Saint Majina galloped across the prairie, her keen eyes spotting the Daksha couple dancing the dance of life on the grassland.
Plini had given birth.
Twenty-seven babies, all girls, were born, blessed by Brahma, the Creator God.
Born with divine power, they were not the masters of life.
It was precisely because of Plini's birth that Daksha could unleash his long-accumulated energy.
From the palace to the Bodhi tree, from Tianci Lake to Mount Manga, from the Forest of All Souls to the Mambol Steppes.
Unfetteredly releasing love.
Vanen glanced, his eyes captivated by Pirini's figure. She looked nothing like a woman who had given birth to over a thousand children.
"Don't stop, keep going!"
Vanen hurriedly addressed Saint Majina, slapping the horse's rump.
A flood of yoni flower poison surged from his sea of consciousness. Clearly, his worldly might could no longer suppress it.
At that moment, Vanen watched the battle on the grasslands, and he longed to join in.
Fight alongside Daksha Prajapati.
And this desire grew stronger, causing Vanen to tug fiercely at Saint Majina's chest strap.
"Master, let go! It's going to explode! Oooooh..."
Saint Majina, in pain, broke into a frantic run. This time, she truly felt the pain. "Gina, I'm going to seal my consciousness. You must lead me to the Linga Fruit as soon as possible."
With his last shred of clarity, Vann sealed his mind and entered a state of limited unconsciousness.
Completely shutting off his consciousness was a huge risk for Vann.
The 100,000-year deadline was approaching.
Shiva was approaching.
Vann had entered a state of limited unconsciousness, and Shiva could do anything to him.
But he couldn't resist.
Even if he didn't care about the 100,000-year deadline, if he encountered a malicious Higher God, Vann would face the risk of relapse.
Without consciousness, the world's might could not withstand the attacks of the Higher Gods.
The Fire Linga Mark could not be activated either.
Even so, Vann still chose to enter a state of limited unconsciousness.
He didn't want to go with a threesome!
It wasn't that he was afraid of offending Daksha.
He wasn't even afraid of Brahma, so how could he be afraid of a junior?
He was worried that the threesome would turn into a larger group, after all, the mare was still under his crotch.
This was his personal mount.
He hadn't reached India yet, and he firmly believed he never would.
In his heart, neither his wife nor his mount would be lent out!
"Master~~"
Saint Majina cried out, but received no response from Brahman. However, she could feel Brahman's presence on her back.
"What should I do?"
Saint Majina was anxious.
She was also afraid of an accident, worried that her master might be in danger.
Also, she sensed the Linga Fruit just ahead.
It was in the celestial realm adjacent to the Asura Realm.
But the Cosmic Mustard Seed was right where Daksha and Virini were, and she had to pass through it to enter the other celestial realm.
"If I had divine power, I could fly, and I wouldn't need the Cosmic Mustard Seed. I'm so useless."
Saint Makina turned to look at the unconscious Vann on her back. With a determined heart, she swallowed Vann into her womb.
Only in this way could she guarantee Vann's safety.
Saint Makina, whose flesh was comparable to the Primordial Elemental God's, would only be obliterated by even a higher-level deity.
But they couldn't break her flesh.
Without divine power, she could only do this for Vann.
After feeling her master land safely in the womb, Saint Makina rushed towards Dasha.
At this moment, Dasha also noticed the filly, but didn't take it seriously.
Angelo's daughter.
In his eyes, she was just a child.
As an elder, it was natural for him to teach a child some skills.
But as luck would have it, she landed on the Cosmic Mustard Seed.
Saint Majina wanted to ask Daksha and Virini to move, but she didn't know how.
Even if she did, she would be questioned.
She was so worried about her master's whereabouts that she didn't have the time to explain anything to Daksha.
Besides, she didn't have much affection for her uncle.
He had argued with her mother in the Brahma Palace.
"His Highness is in the womb!"
A ripple in the void appeared, and Shiva's feminine aspect appeared above the prairie, frowning.
"Are you avoiding me?"
"Well, it doesn't matter where you worship."
Shiva's feminine aspect transformed into a beam of light and flew towards the filly.
"I'm sorry, uncle."
Saint Majina suddenly accelerated, intending to knock the two people performing yoga away and then escape using the cosmic mustard seed.
However, above the heavens of the living heavens, a vast feminine force emerged, revealing a shadow.
He directly controlled Shiva's feminine side, blocking Daksha and Virini.
Bang~
Santa Magna's powerful impact