The body, cast like bronze, twisted in a bizarre posture, revealing to the world a wild, grotesque, and twisted beauty.
This is an ancient dance.
With every movement, it triggered an earth-shattering quake within a massive area, causing the crust and seabed to warp and crack, and space to tremble under its dance.
Luo En squinted, deep in thought.
In Hindu mythology, the world is said to return to chaos in Shiva’s dance.
And this dance is called the [Tandava Dance].
It is not just a dance but a ritual. By invoking this as a symbol, mortals can construct curses that induce immense destruction, but the Tandava Dance performed by Shiva himself is naturally of the highest grade.
Luo En observed carefully and discovered its mysteries.
The Tandava Dance appears to be a secret skill that combines with Indian Yoga Technique and Chakra Theory, using one’s little universe to influence the great universe outside, activating all four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water within the area, disrupting the balance of the elements first, creating turbulent flows of unstable magic power.
And once the pressure between the elements instantly reaches a level that breaks the World Laws, an "Element Misalignment" will occur, causing significant distortion to the world.
For example, if you forcibly fit gears inside a machine into unsuitable positions, the structure is bound to collapse.
Now, Shiva, who is performing the [Tandava Dance], is like that gear causing the world’s structural collapse.
And when the elements composing the world fall into chaos, the foundation of the world’s existence is broken, and the inevitable end becomes apparent.
As the [Tandava Dance] intensified, the space serving as the stage collapsed rapidly into a massive magic power black hole, while Luo En, serving as the audience, was engulfed and assaulted by layers of the power of destruction.
You want destruction, then I will create!
"My blessing cup, overflowing here,"
Luo En chanted as he opened the Magic Circle Diagram, took out the Holy Grail with his left hand, and raised it to sprinkle the divine liquid in the cup before him.
Countless starlights fell from the staggered void, forming seven-colored, distinct light bands, paving a glorious path to heaven.
A massive luminous door slowly opened, revealing the full view of that Divine Country.
Within it, streams babbled, life thrived, and countless luminous Holy Spirits, gathering in form, danced and sang praises. Dense stars lit up one after another, either dispelling darkness, stitching cracks, or continuously emitting light and heat, pulling the once-dead world back to warm reality.
Simultaneously, countless angels, each with varying numbers of wings on their backs, danced gracefully, singing divine words:
"Holy! Holy! Lord of hosts, King of Kings, His glory fills the earth!"
"When the hour of apocalypse arrives, salvation has come, the kingdoms of the world shall become my Lord’s!"
"He leads the Lamb through the valley of the shadow of death, so that nothing is lacking!"
"Those who are conquered see calamity, those who die valiantly stand in glory, those baptized and anointed are rewarded!"
"Hallelujah! Hallelujah!"
The magnificent Holy Chant sent ripples of sound waves spreading in all directions and guided the myriad starlights to rotate and counterrotate, constructing a flawless Holy Hall.
Resplendent buildings, picturesque paradise, starry sky shimmering, inexhaustible food, nearly eternal life, beautiful angels play Holy Songs day and night, the mana on the ground making one salivate.
All the beauty that life yearns for is encompassed in the scenes projected by those starlights.
Even if Shiva accelerated the frequency of the Tandava Dance several times and pushed the power of destruction to the extreme, he could not shake the longing of all beings for "beauty" and "order."
And with the reflection of the starlights, the light ring formed by the projection of the Seven Heavens became increasingly congealed, transforming into a ten-cornered crown worn on Luo En’s head.
Rich, blazing white glory emerged from each angel, gathering like a river of light above the sky, converging into Luo En’s palm, fusing into the Flame Demon Sword Leivatin, spawning an intense blaze of light.
To protect the beauty of this world, a shield that can block all malice is needed, as well as a sharp sword to slay all unruliness.
At the same time, the praises of the paradise angels suddenly turned into a stern proclamation:
"Rise, my Lord, let your enemies scatter! Let those who hate Him flee from His presence; they are driven away like smoke blown by the wind, the wicked perishing before the God like wax melting by fire!"
Luo En raised the Flame Demon Sword in his hand and swung it toward Shiva, who was awkwardly dancing in front.
Where the light passed, the Ganges ceased to flow.
The divine domain formed by the Tandava Dance was shattered with a single blow, and nearly half of the forty-two arms behind Shiva were blasted into pulp.
Seeing the incoming blazing sword edge, Shiva was terrified, his pupils contracting sharply.
At the critical moment, a deep chant came from the side:
"I am the Eternal Lord, Father of Flames, the hundred incarnations, the thousand blade lights, victorious in every battle!"
The Great Mingzun Zalvan raised a golden Persian scimitar inlaid with gemstones in his hand, swinging it forward in an arc.
Like a golden ring of the sun hanging high in the air, it formed a huge Magic Circle Diagram, and then one by one, golden swords formed through cohesive fission split into shape, shooting densely, clanging against the Flame Demon Sword, successfully blocking the aggressive edge.
Having narrowly escaped death, Shiva, returning to his true form, held his severed left arm, his face filled with residual shock and fear.