"Oh?"
"This power!"
Bandha's gaze became sharp. He felt a familiar force, a power seemingly from another world, yet somewhat akin to his own.
In an instant, his eyes seemed to pierce through the void, traversing vast lands to reflect the figures of Indra and Mola.
"My eyes can perceive all directions, heaven, earth, the orientation of the world, all are within my sight."
"I see you!"
Bandha's eyes turned cold, shooting out light in all directions.
This radiance from his eyes transformed into sharp arrows, instantly crossing time and space, heading towards Indra.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Eight consecutive beams of eye light arrows flew forth.
Bandha gazed at these arrows, a smile appearing on his face, receding his gaze, and looked forward.
He saw that barrier!
A wall of obstacles!
"Only I can break through this wall!"
Bandha glanced and said solemnly, "Come, my sons, my followers, break this barrier with me and make these Devas our slaves!"
Swish!
