Myth: The Emperor of Heaven is not at work today

Chapter 507: Thief Wanxiang, don't come over here! ( words long chapter!)
Rumble!
The divine chariot sped, its wheels turned, and it galloped across the heavens, carrying with it lightning, wind and thunder.

[Wanxiang Immortal] sat on this divine chariot and carefully looked at the weapons around him.

There were huge pestles inserted around him, like handlebars, flashing blue lightning and turning into fluttering flags.

Electric arcs danced wildly, like the evil spirit Janna flying wildly.

“This car is a bit dangerous!”

[Wanxiang Immortal] kneeled together, holding the golden water pitcher in both hands, placing it on his knees, and blinking nervously.

The lightning and thunder around him made him a little dizzy.

Rumble!
After a while, the speed of the divine chariot finally slowed down, and it descended and landed in front of Viśvakarma's palace.

"Praise the mentor!"

"Glorious mentor!"

"Please let me take you in!"

[Modoli] helped [The Immortal Wanxiang] down from the frame, then put his hands together and praised [The Immortal Wanxiang].

[Wanxiang Immortal] waved his hand, then immediately turned his back, holding the water jar tightly on his back.

"unnecessary!"

"You should go back soon!"

【The Immortal of All Aspects】Tao.

[Modoli] Looking at the hunched back of the Immortal Wanxiang, he couldn't help but feel lost in thought.

It seems that this immortal is very afraid of his father!
I can't even stand up straight here.

"Teacher, is it really not necessary?"

"no, I'm fine!"

"really?"

"Go back quickly!"

At the urging of [Wanxiang Immortal], [Modoli] drove the magic car, flew up, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Call ~
[Wanxiang Immortal] breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around, looked at the divine car that disappeared here, lowered his head to look at the jar in his hand, and couldn't help but smile.

it is finally over!
Next, he can go to the Golden City, find [Lotus Eyes], and then give this power to him.

Thinking of this, [Three Heads and Ten Thousand Portraits] suddenly felt relaxed.

He held the jar and was ready to take action.

But at this moment, a sharp cry suddenly sounded behind the Immortal Wanxiang.

The Immortal Wanxiang shuddered all over.

This voice...

very familiar!
[Wanxiang Immortal] narrowed his eyes and slowly turned his head, only to see a black-haired woman with a seductive figure.

The woman was wearing a long, wide golden sari that covered her beautiful shoulders, with a tight black choli top underneath. She also had gold bracelets around her neck, wrists and ankles.

There was a crisp sound when walking.

"Mother!"

“Hail to you!”

[Wanxiang Immortal] swallowed his saliva, clasped his hands together, and looked at his mother in front of him nervously.

The person who came was his mother!
"Myriad things!"

"I heard that you went to offer sacrifices to the gods and pray for them to gain strength!"

[Viśkarma’s wife] spoke.

"!!!"

[Immortal Wanxiang] was stunned.

He rubbed his hands nervously, stroking the golden pot in his hand with his fingertips.

"Mother!"

"what happened?"

[Wanxiang Immortal] poked his head out and asked carefully.

He blinked nervously and sweated profusely. Could it be that his secret help to Asura was discovered?
Thinking of this, [Immortal Wanxiang] swallowed his saliva and clasped his hands together.

"Mother!"

"I have done my best in this sacrifice, but it has consumed a lot of my energy. I believe that the gods will gain strength this time and will be able to stop Asura."

【The Immortal of All Aspects】Tao.

Hearing the words of the Immortal Wanxiang, his mother couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and her expression gradually became cold.

"Myriad things!"

"my child!"

"You came into this world. Even though your father is the one who gave you life, your skin still comes from me. My blood, the blood of Asura, flows in your body. Why don't you help your uncle? How can you harm them like this!"

[Viśvakarma’s wife] shook her head, her hair flying, and rebuked in a cold voice.

"..."

"what?"

The Immortal Wanxiang was speechless for a moment.

He widened his eyes and looked at his mother in surprise. Is this what his mother thought?

But that’s true!
His mother is also an Asura, the daughter of Diti, so it is normal for her to lean towards Asura.

"Mother!"

"I……"

Immortal Wanxiang was confused and was about to continue explaining.

Swish!
[Viśākarāma’s wife] glanced around, then stepped forward and leaned close to the ear of the sage Wanxiang, whispering, “Wanxiang, my son, with the wisdom of your three heads, you should know to protect your uncles.”

"During the next sacrifice, you have to give some of the power to your uncles."

[Viśvakarma’s wife] Tao.

"..."

Immortal Wanxiang couldn't help but gasp and looked at his mother in surprise.

His plan to go undercover is confidential!
How did the mother know?
"Mother, how did you come up with this plan?"

The Immortal Wanxiang tilted his head slightly and asked.

"You are the mentor of gods, this is nothing unexpected!" [Viśkarma's wife] said naturally.

"correct!"

"Indra, the king of heaven, gave your father an arm. This arm has great power!"

"Your father plans to use this arm to forge a divine weapon."

"Go and take out this artifact and give it to your uncles!"

[Viśkarma’s wife] continued.

Artifact?

The Immortal Wanxiang blinked.

The left side of his head snorted, his eyes were drunken, and he said with a smile: "Mother is right, if this artifact is taken away, it will definitely make the Asuras stronger."

The head on the right also had eyes flashing with flames, like the fire of the end of the catastrophe, and shouted loudly: "Go and snatch it away."

Their voices buzzed and echoed here.

"Okay, mother!"

"I understand!"

【Wanxiang Immortal】’s eyes flickered.

"it is good!"

"As expected of my son!"

[Viśvakarma’s wife] shook her head and said happily.

Swish!
[The Immortal Wanxiang] raised his head slightly and couldn't help but look towards the forging place of Viśvakarma.

So he shook his body, and the drinking head on his left side immediately flew up from his neck. The power of Maya surged out instantly and turned into a gray long-tailed [Kapinsala bird].

The Kapinsala bird is the gray partridge!
The gray partridge flapped its wings, up and down, and was so drunk that it could hardly fly steadily.

"oops!"

"I can't fly steadily!"

The gray partridge made a sound and said.

Upon hearing this, [Immortal Wanxiang] frowned.

This guy is really drunk!
"I come!"

The head with flaming eyes on his right also disappeared and transformed itself into a short-tailed gray [Garuda bird] under Maya's magical power.

The Kalavinka bird is the gray sparrow.

"Chirp~"

"I'll go and lure my father away!"

The gray sparrow flapped its wings quickly, making a sharp sound, and suddenly rushed to the forging place of the craftsman god Viśvakarma.

At this time, Viśvakarma, the great craftsman among the gods, was standing in front of a ball of fire.

In the flames.

A dry arm was burning in it, like a pine tree dripping with oil, almost melting.

Viśvakarma put his hands together and murmured something.

hum!hum!hum!
As soon as it got closer, the gray sparrow felt the sounds of the universe that seemed to be the creation of the world.

These cosmic sounds are clear and rhythmic, and the mysterious Sanskrit notes echo, carrying the power of sound, surrounding the flame.

Sometimes it passes through the flames and merges into this arm; sometimes it flies out from it, circling and emitting eternal sounds.

Under the power of this sound.

This arm has also changed, becoming more slender.

At first glance, it looks like a walking stick.

The gray sparrow's eyes lit up.

He opened his beak, and a raging fire instantly gushed out, turning into a huge fireball and flying towards the craftsman god Viśvakarma.

Boom!

The flames rose and burned fiercely.

The craftsman god Viśvakarma opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head sharply, and immediately saw the flying fireball.

"!!!"

what!
The craftsman god Viśvakarma opened his eyes wide and was immediately shocked.

He turned over suddenly to avoid the raging fire, and then he saw the chirping gray sparrow.

"The Great Craftsman of Heaven!"

"You are actually forging a divine weapon. You won't succeed!"

The gray sparrow opened its beak and made a sound.

"!!!"

The pupils of the craftsman god Viśvakarma shrank.

"Maya's magical power?"

"Who are you to dare to sneak into the heavens with Maya, are you a Rakshasa, Yaksha or Asura?"

Viśvakarma exclaimed in surprise.

As soon as the words fell, the gray sparrow did not answer, but opened its mouth again and spewed flames towards Viśvakarma.

"Master craftsman!"

"Don't waste your energy. Even if you forge it well, your creations will not be better than Maya Ashura in the Earth Realm."

The gray sparrow flapped its wings and taunted again.

Although he was the son of Viśvakarma, he knew his father's character very well and knew his pride as the god of craftsmanship.

Upon hearing this, Viśvakarma instantly became furious.

His eyes were scarlet, as if he was possessed by the goddess Kali; his snow-white hair and beard were dancing, as if the light of Jirasa had descended.

"what!"

"You said I'm not as good as that Maya Ashura!"

"Except for his Maya Illusion Power being stronger than mine, his forging skills are nothing but a shallow stream compared to mine!"

"You are a blind person without vision! You are a coward who dares not reveal your true self in the presence of Maya! You are a stinking person who is filthier than rotten flesh!"

Viśvakarma waved his hand.

At this moment, golden light suddenly appeared all around him, like a wormhole, from which magical weapons slowly flew out.

A sharp spear flashing with cold light; a long black whip as slender as a Naga; a soft sword with a curled blade like the beautiful wings of a Garuda...

Ping! ! !
One after another, divine weapons appeared in the air, making crisp sounds like ice springs.

Seeing this scene, the gray sparrow was startled, turned around and flapped its wings and flew away.

"Don't run!"

Viśvakarma roared angrily and rushed forward.

call out!call out!
Two rays of light flew out instantly.

The next moment, [Wanxiang Immortal] and his mother appeared here.

"Well done, you are worthy of being my son!"

[Viśvakarma’s wife] The path of joy.

【Wanxiang Immortal】remained silent.

His eyes flickered as he stared at the slender arm burning in the flames. He could vaguely see the shape of a cane.

Swish!
The Wanxiang Immortal raised his hand and grasped with his five fingers.

The artifact that was being forged immediately flew out, passed over the raging flames, and landed in his hands.

In an instant, the eyes of the Immortal Wanxiang lit up.

strength!

He felt a powerful force!

"This staff is indeed extraordinary. Even though this artifact is not yet complete, the power within is still strong and powerful enough to shock the gods!"

[Wanxiang Immortal] spoke.

Having said this, he turned to look at his mother, clasped his hands together and said, "Mother, I will take this artifact over right away."

Having said this, the Immortal Wanxiang did not hesitate.

He had a thought in his mind, and murmured something, communicating through his magical powers to pass the message to the Asuras, asking them to come and support.

The next moment, he shook his body and turned into a beam of golden light and rushed out.
The speed of the Wanxiang Immortal is extremely fast.

He instantly passed through the heavens and entered the void.

The spaces are stacked layer upon layer, and each space is extremely deep, as if connected to all parts of the world.

Soon, in this void.

The figures of the two brothers Duhunta and Nigas appeared here.

"Wan Xiang, we are here to pick you up!"

"What did you gain?"

[Nigas] spoke seriously.

hum~
【The Immortal of All Appearances】smiled slightly.

He raised the golden kettle in his left hand and said, "This kettle contains most of the power that the gods have sacrificed over the years!"

His right hand flashed again.

A divine staff appeared in the palm of his right hand.

"This magic staff is a divine weapon forged by my father. It has great power!"

【Wanxiang Immortal】 said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Duhuntuo and Nigas' eyes lit up.

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

The two of them praised in unison.

As he spoke, Duhuntuo took the kettle and the magic staff.

"You guys should leave quickly!"

[The Immortal Wanxiang] shook his head.

He raised his legs and took big steps to leave the place.

But then he stopped walking, and the drunken head on the left blinked, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and suddenly said: "I can't leave, I still have one head that hasn't come back yet, wait a little longer!"

Upon hearing this, Duhuntuo and Nigas could not help but stare and take a closer look at the Wanxiang Immortal, who had only two heads left.

"Oh!"

"I thought you chopped off that head because it had such a bad temper!"

Du Hunduo suddenly realized.

As he was speaking, a sharp and piercing bird cry suddenly rang out.

Chichi!

Everyone's eyes fixed and they turned their heads immediately.

……

In the heaven.

The God of Craftsmen [Viśkarma] rode on a divine ship, with balls of light all around him. He released countless divine weapons and shot towards the gray sparrow in front.

shhhhhh!
One after another divine weapons pierced into the void, causing terrifying flames and explosions.

But this gray sparrow is always one step ahead of him!
"A chatterbox sparrow!"

“It’s infuriating!”

"Death!"

The craftsman god Viśvakarma roared.

One after another, magical weapons flew out, but none of them could hurt the nimble gray sparrow at all.

"Give up, hehehahahaha!"

"You will only achieve nothing!"

The gray sparrow opened its beak, spitting out flames provocatively, and chirped.

snort!
Viśvakarma gritted his teeth, his white beard stood on end with anger, and he clenched his fists.

"This guy……"

Viśvakarma murmured.

boom!
Rumble!
Just as Viśvakarma was furious, rumbling sounds of thunder arose, shaking all around like the sound of beating drums to boost power.

A golden divine chariot cut through the clouds.

There are many swords, terrible javelins, terrifying giant pestles, and powerful darts on this divine chariot, and the weapons are also wrapped with strong lightning.

Only the crown of the divine chariot looks like white clouds.

The ever-victorious Thunder Pestle flag is flying, the flagpole is golden and the light is spreading everywhere.

"The Great Craftsman among the Gods!"

"What's got you so mad?"

"I'm here to help you!"

[Modoli] wore a golden armor, holding the reins with both hands, and drove the Gaoer, descending from the sky.

He had just left Viśvakarma when he heard the explosion and so he went back.

"!!!"

"The charioteer of the gods! The best among the Gandharvas!"

"Modo Pear!"

"Help me catch this creature who uses Maya to hide his identity!"

The craftsman god Viśvakarma's eyes lit up like a star and he said excitedly.

He flew up and landed on the divine chariot. He put his hands on his hips and glared at the gray sparrow fiercely. His momentum suddenly increased.

Swish!
The feathers on the back of the gray sparrow [Wanxiang] also suddenly stood up.

No matter how fast he flies, how can he be faster than this divine horse Gao Er?
call out!
The gray sparrow spread its wings and instantly disappeared into the void.

"Gao Er!"

"Let's go!"

[Modoli] raised his hand and pointed, driving the Gaoer Divine Chariot and charging into the void.

call out!call out!
The gray sparrow flashed with brilliance, tumbling up and down in the void, shuttling back and forth. Finally, he saw the [Immortal Immortal] and the two Asuras beside him.

Swish!
The light of Maya's magical power flickers.

The gray sparrow flashed with light and turned into a head with flaming eyes, which landed on the shoulder of the Immortal Wanxiang.

[Wanxiang Immortal] held his head with both hands and twisted his neck.

"My father is here?"

He recalled the memories just now, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The expressions of the two Asuras next to them also changed.

"what!"

Duhuntuo exclaimed.

Rumble!
At this time, there were horrifying roars, lightning pierced the darkness, wheels moved in the void, and a divine chariot suddenly rushed towards them.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
At this moment, lines of sight crossed in the void, eyes flickering.

The craftsman god Viśvakarma opened his eyes wide.

He opened his mouth wide, shook his head, and couldn't help showing a look of disbelief.

"Asura?!"

Viśvakarma exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment, his eyes flashed again, and he immediately noticed the magic wand in Duhuntuo's hand.

"My artifact!"

"You bunch of Asuras, you are the ones who stole my divine weapon!"

Viśvakarma said angrily.

Hearing this, Duhuntuo and Nigas looked at each other.

They all looked at Viśvakarma and Modali.

If there are only these two people, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with them.

tread!tread!
The two brothers Duhuntuo and Nigas seemed to have telepathic connection and took a step forward together.

But then, rays of divine light descended in front of the two of them. The light descended, condensed into shape, and transformed into the figures of many gods.

The fire god Agni, the wind god Vayu and the water god Varuna all appeared.

not good!
Duhuntuo and Nigas were both shocked.

With so many people facing each other, it is not certain that the two of them can escape.

"Asura!"

"You Asuras actually trespassed into the heavens. Fortunately, we received news from Modori!"

The Wind God Fayou exclaimed in surprise.

The Fire God Agni also stared at the scene in shock, and exclaimed: "These Asuras stole the artifact, did they kidnap the teacher again?"

They had just received the news from Modori, so they rushed here immediately.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived, I saw the Ashuras kidnapping my mentor.

"Damn Ashura!"

"Let go of the mentor!"

"You are surrounded by us!"

The water god Varuna raised the lasso in his hand, emitting a dazzling golden divine light, illuminating the dark void.

Swish!
Almost in an instant, beneath the rippling waves of the Water God's lasso, hazy water bodies condensed and transformed into the shape of Asura.

"!!!"

Duhuntuo was slightly surprised.

He narrowed his eyes and reacted immediately.

Yup!

You can use the Wanxiang Immortal to escape!
The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and a scimitar appeared in his hand. He swung it out and stopped at the neck of the Immortal Wanxiang.

"I advise you not to come here!"

"Or I'll kill him!"

Duhuntuo said coldly.

At this time, Nigas also approached Duhuntuo and whispered, "I have sent a message back, and reinforcements will be here soon!"

Duhuntuo shook his head.

【Wanxiang Immortal】 was sweating profusely.

He felt the cold blade on his neck and couldn't help but hold his breath. He was afraid that Du Hun Tuo would chop him to death with a shake of his hand.

Seeing this scene, the gods were furious.

"You cowards who don't accept the challenge!"

The fire god Agni shouted angrily.

Duhuntuo said coldly: "In order to make peace, it is correct to choose hostages!"

As they spoke, they slowly backed away.

The gods and Varuna's soldiers surrounded them all.

"You thieves, who attempted to steal the divine artifacts of the heavens, are not worthy of making peace with us."

"You two won't stand a chance of escaping!"

The fire god Agni said.

Seeing this scene, the scimitar in Duhuntuo's hand was getting closer and closer to the neck of the Three-Headed God.

"Damn it!"

"How dare you treat an ascetic like this, treat an immortal like this!"

"If you kill my son, you will commit the great sin of killing Brahma. You will never have blessings in your next life, and the peace between you and the gods will end!"

The god of craftsmanship, Viśvakarma, was filled with anger.

He clenched his fists and even wanted to rush forward and use force to destroy the two Asuras.

Duhuntuo and Nigas' eyes narrowed slightly.

"termination?"

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Suddenly, a deep voice suddenly rang out, echoing in the dark and cold void.

A fat figure wearing silver-black armor appeared.

This figure suddenly appeared.

The gods instantly stared at him, their eyes widened and their faces darkened.

boom!
Boom!

As this body moved, it seemed to be wrapped in endless flames. Its footsteps landed with a bang, exploding in all directions, and vibrated continuously in the void, making a terrifying rumbling sound.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The gods’ faces changed drastically!
"It's him!"

The God of Fire Agni narrowed his eyes and took two steps back with a look of horror on his face.

The wind god Vayuya took a deep breath, and clenched his fists tightly under his arms, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

The water god Varuna also had a fixed gaze.

The Water God's Lasso in his hand emitted a deep glow, appearing particularly restless.

"Burning embers!"

Varuna, the water god, murmured.

At this moment, Duhuntuo and Nigas both breathed a sigh of relief. With Burning Ash coming, these gods were nothing to be afraid of.

Duhuntuo couldn't help but smile.

A golden light flashed in his hand, and the scimitar disappeared.

Call ~
The three ministers couldn't help but smile, shook their heads and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It looks safe!"

Immortal Wanxiang felt relieved and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Boom boom boom!
[Burning Ashes] took big strides and walked to the side of Duhuntuo and Nigas, and looked at the three-headed gods.

"Ok?"

"Where did this immortal come from!"

Fenjin frowned and stretched out his big hand.

(End of this chapter)