The Brahma Skull opened its massive mouth, resembling a meteor, its white teeth gleaming menacingly, tearing through strands of golden divine light, lunging towards Brahma with a ferocious bite.
At this moment, Brahma's heart trembled with panic.
He swung his mighty hand, and from the golden urn, innumerable streams of Ganges water gushed forth.
Rumble!
The clear waters of the Ganges, as if bearing the weight of thousands of snow-capped mountains, pressed down heavily upon the skull, immediately submerging and engulfing it.
Brahma exhaled a long sigh of relief.
It's stable now!
"Let this Ganges water purify it!"
Brahma shook his head, a slight smile curling at the corners of his lips, and whispered softly.
The Ganges water was overwhelmingly turbulent.
After flowing out from the golden urn, it must also pass through Shiva's braids, for only with Shiva's power could the violent force of the Ganges water be calmed.
