Brahma (Book Creator), Shiva (Mahesvara), and Vishnu (Miaśvara) were known as the three main gods of India.
Brahma's position was similar to Pangu, Vishnu was similar to Fuxi, and Shiva was similar to Nuwa.
Different from Nuwa's compassion, Shiva had one more hobby than Nuwa when he was creating things, and that was destruction.
Shiva represented creation and destruction, which was why he was worshipped by the Indians as the main god with the strongest combat power.
The huge statue that appeared in front of Chen Xi was obviously not the real Shiva in the legends.
It was just an imposter.
It was not right to call it an imposter, because this was the cultivation method of the Indians – Dharma.
Hua Xia's Buddhism came from India, so the cultivation method of Buddhism was also Dharma. However, Chen Xi had only interacted with necromancers and martial artists, so he did not know that Buddhist cultivators had such things as well.
The so-called Dharma referred to the appearance of the various Dharma, which was also the external manifestation of mana.
The manifestation of Dharma was not used to scare people, but it contained the application of spells.
Just like necromancers and necromancers who would chant spells before making a move, the Brahmin cultivators would reveal Dharma before making a move.
The existence of Dharma was similar to a shikigami, it was a manifestation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after it was refined into Vital Essence. It could not be separated from the cultivator, and the cultivator could use it to attack.
The lethality of Dharma was not judged by its appearance or size, but with the arrogant personality of the Indians, the bigger and more terrifying the Dharma, the better.
Therefore, when fighting with an Indian cultivator, one only needed to see how big and strange the Dharma behind him was …
As for Dharma, it was just like the saying –
The Great Dao was like mercury flowing on the ground, and every grain was round.
The cultivation methods on Earth seemed to be very different, but in reality, they were all the same.
This Indian was at most at the level of Sun Wen. After being hit by Chen Xi's Thousand Returning Swords, even if he did not die, he should be severely injured.
But now, he was able to stand up again, and the spirit qi around him was twice as strong as before.
This situation immediately aroused Chen Xi's interest.
Shiva had thousands of avatars, and the one with the strongest combat power was the Half Woman Avatar.
This kind of spell that could double one's combat strength out of thin air was really scary when he thought about it carefully.
If it wasn't Chen Xi who came today but Sun Wen instead, Sun Wen would probably have died on the spot.
Chen Xi closed his eyes, trying to figure out the true essence of this spell from the surging of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
After the 30-meter-tall statue of Shiva appeared, it did not hesitate for a moment and directly roared in the direction of Chen Xi.
"Shiva Nataraja!" (Transliteration: Nataraja, Shiva's signature skill)
He had two heads and two mouths, so his roar was naturally very shocking.
While it was roaring, the six arms of the statue started waving.
Although these six objects were not all weapons, at this moment, all of them were emitting a strong red light.
Immediately after, a red light suddenly appeared at the chest of Shiva's statue.
Shiva's third eye actually appeared at his chest!
Then, a red pillar of light suddenly shot out from the third eye, heading straight for Chen Xi!
…
Chen Xi had not spent so much effort to figure out something in a long time.
In this world, there was nothing that he needed to figure out for a long time.
Thus, at the same time that Shiva roared.
Chen Xi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Found it!"
As his voice fell, the phantom of a giant sword appeared behind him out of thin air!
That sword phantom was thousands of feet tall, like a pillar that supported the sky.
Its shape was simple, and the sword body was covered in dark diamond-shaped patterns. The sword edge near the sword hilt was cast with strange characters.
The blade of the long sword was not straight, and the back bone was clearly formed into a line. The widest part was about one-third of the sword hilt, and then it curved inwards, until the sword edge protruded outwards, and then converged inwards into a sharp point.
Although it was a phantom, the sword was covered in green light, and it gave people a feeling that it was as cold as ice, and that it could cut through hair.
Chen Xi did not seem to see the red light emitted by Shiva's statue.
Once the sword phantom appeared, he immediately turned to look at the long sword that had been with him for hundreds of years.
"Old friend, it's been a long time …"
Although it was just a phantom, after seeing the sword, Chen Xi could not help but let out a long cry.
The difficulty of returning to Earth from Heavenly Spiral was not something that ordinary people could imagine.
This sword was one of the prices he had to pay to return to Earth.
To Chen Xi, this was a price that was even heavier than the damage to his soul and the depletion of his vital energy.
The cultivation techniques on Earth were still too shallow for Chen Xi, so through his observation just now, he had a rough idea of the principle of Dharma Manifestation.
Therefore, he immediately activated his vital energy and created this peerless divine sword that only existed in his memory.
This sword was called Heavenly Divination!
I have a sword that dares to go against the world!
Chen Xi had not been so carefree in a long time.
After all, to a man, a happy family and a successful career were his lifelong pursuits.
Chen Xi already had the former, and the latter was something that he once had.
When the Heavenly Divination sword appeared again, the feeling of riding a horse with a sword and singing to the ends of the world came back.
Looking at the sword with a cold lamp, how many achievements will the sword have?
The incense burner does not care about the common people, even if a stream of smoke passes away, the clouds are buried, the lonely sun still shines on the ancient tomb.
This unlucky Indian cultivator definitely did not know that his appearance had made Chen Xi make up for some of the 'small regrets' in his heart.
The real thing could not be found, but it was good to make a sample to comfort himself …
In order to repay the other party, Chen Xi decided to let this Indian cultivator see the set of shocking sword techniques that were compatible with the Heavenly Divination sword.
The 49 forms of Heavenly Divination sword technique.
Painting the sky as the god, condensing the sword as the soul.
There is nothing in all directions, this is called the human sword.
The human sword of the three famous swords!
The red light of destruction emitted by the statue of Shiva was very dazzling, but in front of the green light emitted by the long sword, it still accidentally fulfilled that sentence:
How can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the sun and the moon?
Just the green light emitted by the thousands of feet long divine sword completely blocked the red light.
Chen Xi formed a sword with his fingers and suddenly pointed at the statue of Shiva on the mountain peak.
Then, the divine sword suddenly shrank to the size of a normal sword. Then, the tip of the sword suddenly turned and flew toward the statue of Shiva.
The sword was three feet long.
A green rainbow pierced the sky.
The divine sword cut through the sky like a green lightning. Like a needle, it suddenly pierced into the chest of the statue of Shiva that was dozens of meters tall.
Then, a strong light bloomed on the mountain peak.
At that moment, the wind and snow seemed to stop.
The originally dark sky suddenly became as bright as day, as if the dark clouds had suddenly dispersed and the sun had once again shone on the Siachen Glacier.
The bright light reflected by the ice and snow was comparable to the summer sun, making it impossible to open one's eyes to look at it.
The dazzling light lasted for about a minute, then dissipated.
The world darkened once again.
The snowstorm continued.
It was as if nothing had happened.
But if one looked carefully, one would discover that there was actually one less mountain in the distance.
It was as if a painter was not satisfied with his painting and wanted to erase it and repaint it.
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