Swish!!!
As Indra spread his large hand, the golden shell leaf in his palm gleamed brightly, and on its clear veins appeared shimmering images.
In this void, the radiant images illuminated Brahma, making him even more furious.
"How dare you strike against me."
"My former disciple, now my enemy!"
Brahma shouted angrily.
He was heartbroken, fury evident on his face. He once adored this disciple, but now the disciple not only betrayed him, became his enemy, but even punched him in the face.
Unforgivable!
He stretched out his large arm, piercing through the images, reaching for Indra.
Indra looked up.
But his eyes were not on Brahma's large hand; instead, they were fixed on the radiance emanating from the golden shell leaf.
"It should be about time!"
Indra murmured.
In the next moment, a large hand emerged from the Moya Light and grabbed Brahma's wrist.
Brahma looked up and froze.
"???"
