At this moment, the Ten-headed Ravana stood on Creation Mountain, feeling he had reached the peak.
His gaze flickered as he gazed down at the grand army beneath him.
Banners of the Rakshasa unfurled, waving in the air and clashing with the sound of tearing silk, echoing ceaselessly.
"My soldiers!"
"This time, it's not just us. There are more people coordinating with us to attack the Heavenly Realm together!"
Ten-headed Ravana shouted aloud.
With his call, from the distant sky, vast armies like the ocean began their charge.
Boom rumble!
These Asura armies were clearly distinct.
The left Asura army was fierce, holding curved sabers, lassos, and various weapons without end, the leader was riding a black bull, holding a trishula.
The right Asura army was clad in silver armor, radiating a dazzling silver glow, appearing extraordinarily bright, the leader's physique was powerful, their large arms waved, stirring up gusts of wind.
"Shui Chi! Bali!"
