Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

In fact, at that moment, Antoka did have the thought of wanting to possess the beauty, but then felt that it couldn't compare to the warmth brought by the light she first saw when she was young... It was with the thought of 'I haven't repaid Moa' that Antoka overcame the fear of the fire and successfully escaped.

So, during his ascetic practice, Antoka felt that since the woman's figure was so beautiful, he might as well snatch it and give it to Moa as a gift, as a way of repaying him. After all, Antoka thought that Moa, being a man, would probably like it too.

But at this moment, he had no idea that Parvati was his biological mother, and that Gavia was, in a sense, his grandfather.

"But I am alright now, and I have received a great blessing. It can be considered a blessing in disguise. I mean it, Moa."

Antoga probably also had a reason for not wanting Gavia to see his expression, so during the conversation, the expression on his face suddenly became happy, and he even patted his chest.

"Soon I will become the Asura King, and then I will obtain many, many good things. I will give you whatever you want then, anything at all!"

"...Becoming the Asura King is enough, isn't it?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm invincible now. There's no way I can die. Nobody can beat me."

Antoga smiled confidently, then hugged Gavia. "I'm very strong now."

After bidding farewell to Gavia, Anthaka officially embarked on the path to becoming the Asura King, and the process was quite easy, since he possessed the power of blessing, so he became the Asura King once again without much effort.

And Sukara, who dedicated his life to the revitalization of the Asura race, naturally became his mentor.

……

The Brahma Realm.

“Praise be to Narayana, Anthoga, that he can decide his own death, this is a great trouble, Lord.”

Narathu, who was somewhat worried about becoming the Asura King in Andoka, said to Brahma.

“Anthaka can indeed decide his own death date, but that does not mean he can make himself immortal, Narathu.”

Brahma noticed Narathu's confusion and continued.

“Anthaka will abhor light throughout his life, and that will not change. But in the future, his desire to control divine power will intensify. That power is itself a manifestation of light, and it is this power that will lead Anthaka to his destruction.”

"Brahma, your words mean only one thing, and that is—"

"This is a dark age."

Brahma sighed, "This darkness will create such darkness that even when the sun rises, there will be no light. This is true now, and it will be true in the future."

Now, not only is there Anthaka, the Son of Darkness, but there is also Ravana, the ten-headed demon king who is still a follower of Shiva. However, at this time, Ravana has not yet been angered by Shiva's actions, thus abandoning his faith and seeking asceticism with Brahma, bringing another period of darkness.

"...That's right."

Naro Tuo clasped his hands together and looked at Brahma devoutly. "Brahma, in recent years, while I have been traveling through the Three Realms, I have occasionally encountered a proxy goddess of love. Although I have not sensed any divinity, I am absolutely certain that she must be the reincarnation of the Lord of the Himalayas. What I mean is, would it be effective to send the flowers with names engraved on them, which have been stored by the gods and immortals over millions of years?"

Back then, Gavia made a vow at the Daksha fire sacrifice, and everyone understood the price of returning. Therefore, they began to plant flowers inscribed with Gavia's name. After a full cycle, with the help of the gods and immortals, although the number was somewhat large, it was probably about right.

Upon hearing this, Brahma smiled.

"This era has only just begun, and it's not over yet..."

Narotuo probably understood that Brahma meant he would only return when this era ended, so he gave an 'apologetic' smile, then murmured in sudden realization:

“Praise be to Narayana, my Lord and Mistress have incarnated again and become human beings, could it be... So that is so, praise be to Narayana.”

Narathu finally understood why Vishnu and his wife had just learned of Kagiya's birth and yet another reincarnation had gone to the human realm—it was all for the sake of the Himalayan lord, who had also been reincarnated as a human…

……

The territory, the Asura King's Palace.

As the sage Sukara entered the palace, he was about to say something to Antoga, who had just become his student, when he was shocked to see Antoga lying on the ground drawing the likeness of a woman.

Because that appearance is undoubtedly that of the wife of the Great God, the former Sati, and the current Parvati.

The sage Sukara, leaning on his steel cane, stood before Anthaka, looking down at him.

"Mentor, I salute you."

Antoka, noticing Sukara's arrival, casually greeted him.

"Is there anything I can do for you—"

"What are you doing?!"

Sugala asked incredulously.

"Although I have been deprived of my sight, you should be able to see, I am depicting the beautiful people in the world."

“Anthaka, I can see everything that my student expresses, and even things that you haven’t shown.”

"Don't laugh at my flaws, mentor. You've only been my mentor for a few days. No one in this world is qualified, and even if someone is, it shouldn't be you, my mentor."

Antoka continued to depict, while saying, "But now I am your student. Think of your poor student, who can only see the form and can only see the colors through hearing."

At this point, Antoka picked up a handful of blue paint, held it, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Blue, it sounds like the sky."

Then he grabbed a handful of green paint.

"Green, that sounds like nature."

"Blue is the color of the sea, and also a beautiful color."

"And red represents love—"

"It is also the color of death."

Sukara retorted, “I always speak my mind, Antoka. My words, as an old man, are not as pleasant as a gentle breeze, but rather like sharp arrows that pierce the heart. Whether you acknowledge me as your mentor or not, I will speak frankly to you.”

"The person you are drawing now is actually Matriarch Parvati."

"Oh?"

Antoka laughed out loud, "So what, Master?"

“Antoga, Parvati is already married.”

Upon hearing this, Antoka paused for a moment, then took a handful of paint, put it to his lips, and blew it away.

“No matter who her husband is, blind Antoka will make him leave without lifting a finger.”

“Foolish! Parvati is the wife of the heavens! That is why I must warn you never to harbor any improper thoughts!”

Antoka took a deep breath.

When Antoka first heard that Parvati he had met was a married woman, he felt that giving her to Moa, the proxy goddess of love, was not a good idea and even considered giving up. However, he was too stubborn to admit it. But for some reason, when he heard the name again from Sukara, he subconsciously compared it to the figure in the fire.

Therefore, the fear that Anthaka had possessed since childhood transformed into anger in an instant—anger at why he feared the heavens.

Then, Anthaka said, word by word:

Even so, I will kill him; I will overcome my fear!

Seeing that Antoka was still determined to keep this idea, Sukara immediately began to think about how he could save him.

There is only one way now: we cannot allow Antoka to repeat the mistake that Shuichi made.

Sukhara took a deep breath and shouted:

“Antoka... Now, I must tell you the most important truth about your origins.”

Sukara was able to see that Water Deity was Shiva's wrath, so he could naturally see that Anthaka also originated from Shiva's wrath and Parvati's sweat.

He approached Antokia, leaning on his cane.

“You are a part of Shiva, Anthaka. If you have any reason left in your mind, then think about what you want to do—”

"Ha ha ha ha."

Anthaka laughed heartily, arms outstretched. "Master, you've helped me a great deal by explaining my origins, but so what? I'm part of Shiva, so what? My parents? Hahahaha..."

Then he continued.

"The blind Anthaka is part of Shiva, his child? I will not accept that. This truth means only one thing to me—"

"I am a part of Shiva, a derivative of Shiva, which means I possess the same power as the Devas."

Seeing Antoka in this state, Sukara turned pale.

What have I done? I wanted Antoka to see the truth, not to end up like this. I thought that after understanding the truth, he would realize his mistakes. God, please forgive me...

To be honest, if it were Shuichi instead of Anthaka, he might have understood Sukara's good intentions. But Anthaka is sensitive and not the kind of person who would give in just by talking.

"In other words, I will have more or less all the power he possesses."

"Therefore, no one can stop me from defeating Da Tian and taking Parvati, no one! For me, nothing is scary! Nothing is scary!"

Chapter 310 Shiva's Wrathful Killing of His Son.

Mount Jirosa.

The snow-capped mountains are covered with white snow, and the massive rocks are as grand as the world itself.

Mount Kailash, also known as Mount Kailash, is the main peak of the Gangdise Mountains located between the Kunlun Mountains and the Himalayas. It is recognized by the Bon religion, Tibetan Buddhism, Jainism, and Hinduism as the center of the world, Shambhala, a gathering place of gods, and is known as the "Summit of Ali". It is also a universally recognized sacred mountain.

This place is also where Shiva and Parvati lived after their reunion.

Shiva sits atop a large rock with his eyes closed, his left foot on the ground and his right leg bent at the knee, his posture majestic. In his outstretched right hand, he holds a straight trident.

Then, Shiva sensed the vibrant life around him, so he opened his eyes, moved his body, and gently stood up from the large rock, turning to the left.

Accompanied by a burst of white light, Brahma appeared before Shiva.

“Great God, Anthaka’s actions are not what we want to see. All his actions and results are making things worse. Since time immemorial, we have been protecting all things in the world and guiding them to develop along a virtuous path. However, this situation is quite troublesome for me, and especially for you and Gavia. I am well aware of this.”

Anthaka is the embodiment of Shiva's wrath and Parvati's sweat, making him extremely sensitive. However, Brahma simply cannot understand why he suddenly wanted to take Parvati away. Previously, because of his good relationship with the reincarnation of Kavia, he had not been fond of scheming and plotting. But after seeing Parvati once during that fiery night, he wanted to take her away, even going so far as to practice asceticism and kill Shiva for it...

Why do all the derivatives of the Great Heaven want to kill the original body and take its place? Last time it was Water Holder, this time it's Andoka...

"The one who made the mistake is not you, but me, Brahma."

Shiva said indifferently, “Solving this problem is my and Parvati’s responsibility, and has nothing to do with Gavial now. The main purpose of self-examination has always been to focus on the future that is about to come. What we need now is to remain vigilant. In the darkness that gave birth to Anthaka, remaining vigilant will allow all trends to naturally emerge.”

"In this situation, is it just a wake-up call?"

Brahma looked puzzled, but continued speaking.

“We all know what Antoka’s purpose is. To have such thoughts about his own mother and then act in this way after knowing it is terrible. Heavens, this is pure darkness.”

"No, it's less about Antoga being a living being and more about a state of mind."

Shiva looked up at the Himalayas in the distance and said, “In the future, such blind evil will be everywhere. Anthaka is not an isolated case. This kind of darkness will also grow in the hearts of other beings, but the price of this darkness will be shown to the world through the example of Anthaka.”

Then, Shiva turned his head and looked at Brahma.

“Gavia’s reincarnation focused on Anthaka, and that’s how he acted. We must respect Gavia’s decision. If foreseeing the future is not what Gavia desires, we should also respect that decision. Anthaka’s evil intentions did not manifest or appear in his eyes—”

“But I always warn the wicked before they dig their own graves. However, this time Antoga should have understood from the beginning that although he had chosen this path, he must now understand what this choice truly means.”

Suddenly, a thick white fog blew in and enveloped Shiva, and then Shiva and his trident disappeared.

"...Before we met, Antoga was so angry just from hearing his name. Now that he's meeting Da Tian in person, won't they start fighting right away...?"

Brahma murmured.

……

Boundary, a certain place.

Antoka suddenly felt an extremely bright and dazzling light, and his face showed pain.

When the light faded, Antoka emerged from his pain, stretched out his hand, and asked:

"Who is there? Who is it? I can sense someone there, I can feel someone is there."

“What did you sense, Antoka?”

The moment Shiva finished speaking, Shiva's image appeared in Anthaka's mind, which surprised and frightened Anthaka.

What surprised him was that this person was the same figure he had seen in the light all along, while fear was an emotion he had had since childhood.

Moreover, from his previous conversation with Sukara, he learned that the person accompanying this figure was Parvati, so the one appearing before him was undoubtedly Shiva, the god of destruction.

Shiva continued to press the question on Anthaka, who remained silent for a long time:

“My existence, I am before you, or I have always been with you. The light you fear is me, and the darkness and nothingness you love also contains a part of me. This nothingness is named after you, Antoka. How long will you continue to run away from this fact? How long will you continue to wander in the darkness!”

Shiva probably felt that, no matter what, Anthaka was still his child, so he continued to persuade her to turn back from her wrong path.

Next, Anthaka seemed to be convinced by Shiva's words and put his hands together in prayer.

“Great Heaven, I first learned of you from the sage Naratna, and then not long ago from Master Sukara. Now that you have appeared before me, how fortunate I am, how fortunate I am, because I am your derivative, am I not?”