Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Beams of flame shot out, like meteors streaking through the night sky, shuttling through these worlds one after another.
The sacrificial fire and the hearth fire brought light and warmth, while the inner fire digested the food within the body, gaining bodily strength.
"Stop! Stop now!"
Mola suddenly turned his head, waving his hand and shouting loudly.
But even so, his eyes were completely engulfed by the flames, dazzling and hard to look at directly.
In an instant, countless flames soared into the sky within this vast dark world, these flames resembling stars, dense and innumerable, surpassing the sands of the Ganges, spreading towards all directions of the darkness, dotting it.
The flames in this darkness continued to spread.
Indra stood in the void, opening his arms, with lightning brilliance flashing under his golden armor, spreading the flames far away.
"That should be about right!"
Indra thought to himself.
