Ten-headed Ravana felt not the slightest fear in his heart.
He was no ordinary King Zhuanlun now; he possessed the power of the Heavenly God Statue, confident that no one could defeat him.
Not even Garuda!
Ten-headed Ravana stood in the air.
His form wavered, beginning to grow continuously larger, soon surpassing the Mountains, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Garuda.
The various powers of the Mortal Realm continuously converged, gathering in his ten heads.
His ten heads, aflame, floated up, resembling ten great mountains suspended in mid-air.
At this moment, even Garuda became alert.
"Ravana!"
Ravana! Ravana!
In this heavy atmosphere, a deep voice suddenly arose from the sky.
Shua!!!
Ten-headed Ravana abruptly looked up.
His ten eyes focused intently, his gaze piercing through the clouds to behold a figure above the starry sky.
Indra stood tall, sitting on the back of Airavata.
