chsdbacks Chapter 168: Indra and Asura in the Pure Land.
Chapter 168: Indra and Asura in the Pure Land.
Two wisps of ethereal soul light slowly rose from Wanci's palm; these were the fragments of souls that Indra and Asura had left in his hands.
Immediately afterwards, Wanci extended his palm slightly forward!
"Buzz!"
The two beams of soul light seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly flowing and taking shape.
The familiar silhouettes of Indra and Asura were gradually outlined, and the soul was surrounded by a faint aura, slowly solidifying into a physical form.
The next moment, the two souls slowly opened their eyes, looking around at the completely unfamiliar environment with a blank expression.
When his gaze settled steadily on Manji standing in front of him, a storm of emotions instantly erupted.
"Master?"
"Grandmaster!"
Two voices rang out simultaneously, both filled with undisguised shock and disbelief.
The two of them immediately turned their heads, their eyes met, and both froze, stunned in place.
"Asura?"
"elder brother!?"
Their calls to each other were filled with unexpected surprise.
From their own perspectives, it was as if they had closed their eyes and taken a nap.
Unable to contain the surging doubts in his heart, Ashura took a half step forward and couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, what exactly is going on? I clearly remember that I am no longer in this world!"
"Yes, Master, what exactly happened?"
Indra also concealed the dazed look in his eyes and stared intently at Wanci, asking in the same tone of confusion.
Wanci gazed at the two brothers before him and slowly shook his head: "For you, it's just a fleeting moment of closing and opening your eyes, but for me, this period of time has almost spanned a thousand years..."
Upon hearing this, Indra and Asura were suddenly jolted!
"Teacher, has almost a thousand years already?"
"I felt like everything happened in the blink of an eye. One second I was lying in the snow, my consciousness fading away, and the next second I saw you..."
Indra slowly looked around, his soul fingertips twitching slightly, his eyes filled with an unreal, illusory quality, and he spoke softly.
Ashura's expression suddenly tightened.
"Grandmaster, so... several hundred years have passed... What has become of the Ninja Sect that my father left behind?"
Ashura looked at Wanci with an anxious expression.
He always cared about the legacy his father, Hagoromo, had left behind, the future of the Ninja Clan, and the thousands of clansmen. What would happen to the Ninja Clan after his death?
Indra's gaze also darkened slightly, a sense of concern for the current state of the Ninja Sect rising within him as he quietly awaited an answer.
Upon hearing this, Wanci's expression darkened slightly, a trace of reminiscence flashing between his brows: "The Ninja Clan... it has been destroyed for eight hundred years. Sixty years after your passing, the Ninja Clan, having endured countless conflicts, finally met its demise."
The voice entered my ears
Ashura's body trembled violently!
Deng Deng Deng!
Ashura staggered unconsciously, and a look of disorientation and deep disappointment welled up in his eyes.
Even though he had already had the worst fears in his heart, hearing the news of the destruction of the Ninja Clan was still unbearable for him.
After all, in his perception, he had just properly entrusted all the affairs of the Ninja Sect a moment ago.
However, in the blink of an eye, he heard about the destruction of the Ninja Clan. This shock and grief really made Ashura feel terrible.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of cold, maniacal laughter erupted!
"Haha, it looks just like it! It really does!"
"I predicted long ago that such an organization would not last long."
"The Ninja Clan has never been a true nation. It lacks a complete bureaucratic system to maintain internal order and a mature commercial system to support the survival of the clan. From beginning to end, it is nothing more than a loose association of clan members who produce and sell their own products."
"If it weren't for Hagoromo's strength, which allowed him to forcibly maintain this fragile rule through his own power, the Ninja Sect wouldn't have lasted even sixty years since its founding; it would have long since disintegrated!"
Indra was well-versed in the underlying logic of power struggles and the continuation of influence, seeing things far more clearly than the pure-minded Asuras.
"Ashura, I told you before, if I had taken over as the leader of the Ninja Sect, I would have pushed for a complete transformation and reform of the sect, using absolute strength to integrate all sides and unify the world much sooner. How could we have ended up being destroyed!"
Indra spoke with an air of superior confidence and arrogance, his tone calm and collected.
Although he spoke with extreme sarcasm, his soul's eyes dimmed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of barely perceptible regret flashed through his heart.
He also poured his heart and soul into teaching ninjutsu and hand seals to the world, gradually laying a solid foundation for the Ninja Sect.
Even though he had always been at odds with the Asura's ideals, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss upon hearing that the foundation he had painstakingly built had been completely destroyed.
He completely ignored Ashura, who was lost in despair beside him, and abruptly turned to look at Wanci, his eagerness no longer concealed:
"Teacher, what happened to the thousand-year promise...?"
Upon hearing about the thousand-year promise, Ashura sighed softly and looked at Wanci.
"This... I'll show it to you."
Wanci slowly took out the stone tablet and floated it in front of the two of them.
The two immediately went forward to check.
The score is now 4-3.
The reincarnation of Indra is slightly better!
"Heh, I knew it. My descendants are stronger than Asura's. But to let Asura's descendants win three times, my descendants really leave me speechless..."
"I thought the agreement would end with my complete victory, but it seems there are some good ones among your descendants."
Indra looked at the stone tablet and said calmly.
"Sigh, brother... as long as you're happy..."
Ashura breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw his score fall behind.
Let my brother win.
If her brother can't beat her, she always feels like her brother might be up to something again.
"There are two more generations to go, and these two generations will be the key to victory or defeat. We can wait and see."
Wan Ciwei said softly.
"Teacher, where are we now?"
Indra couldn't help but ask
"This is the pure land I created. The souls of the dead will all be here, including your father and everyone in the Ninja Clan."
Wan Ci said.
Upon hearing this, Ashura's eyes lit up. Wouldn't that mean he could see his wife, children, and relatives? He also missed Yu Yi quite a bit.
Indra, on the other hand, remained expressionless and appeared indifferent.
He really cares about very few people.
He has married many wives, but he is not familiar with any of them.
"Teacher, are my reincarnations still here? I'd like to meet them."
Indra suddenly spoke up and asked.
Wan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
"Master, I also want to see," Ashura said, wanting to see his reincarnation to express his gratitude and remorse.
After all, if it weren't for the thousand-year pact they made, their reincarnations might have been happier.
Wan smiled. He had originally planned to release him after the thousand-year agreement ended.
Since both of them want to see each other, I'll make the arrangements myself.
Actually, if we meet again in reincarnation.
The reincarnations of Asuras may all be living peacefully together, and may even get along quite well.
But it's not necessarily the case with Indra; given their inherent arrogance, they might not like each other...