Mahisha's eyes flickered, like sparks reflected in the water, shifting chaotically.
He felt that he had some distance to go to match this Heavenly Emperor. Though he possessed the Immortal Blessing, if he charged forward now, he would most likely meet the same fate as Sun Ba.
When critical times arise, necessary actions must follow!
Retreat is the best option for now!
Mahisha stood behind the Sukhacara Sage, his four hooves slowly retreating, ready to flee at any moment.
"!!!"
Sukhacara Sage's expression turned cold.
He did not doubt Mahisha's speed in escaping, but he was highly skeptical whether Indra could catch up to them.
"Indra!"
"What are you here for?"
"In this auspicious spot of Mount Kailash, what do you intend to do?"
Sukhacara Sage's face was stern.
Holding the Divine Scepter, his expression was as cold as the ice cliffs atop this snowy mountain, devoid of any relaxation, instead filled with a frigid chill.
"Asura Master!"
