Make me leave the team? My beast girl and I can win easily.

On the day Lin Yu returned from the East Sea, somewhere in the realm of gods, a pair of eyes opened.

Those are the eyes of the God of Light.

He sat on the throne of light at the highest point of the divine realm, looking down at the surging sea of ​​clouds below.

The throne was formed from pure light, radiating a dazzling golden glow that illuminated the entire temple as if it were daytime.

For millions of years, He has devoured three true gods—the God of Time, the God of Space, and the God of Thunder—and mastered four laws, making Him the most powerful of the five high-ranking gods.

His body was incredibly tall; just sitting there, he occupied two-thirds of the temple's height.

Her long, golden hair reached the ground, each strand radiating a faint glow.

His face was so handsome that it seemed unreal.

But there was no warmth in those golden eyes—

Only cold divinity.

At this moment, He sensed a strange fluctuation.

From the mortal realm, from the bottom of the East Sea, from the territory of the Azure Dragon.

The fluctuation was so faint that other high-ranking gods couldn't detect it at all.

But He is different.

He is the God of Light, the strongest high-ranking god who has mastered the four laws.

He could sense what was contained within that fluctuation—the law of creation.

"The Law of Creation..." He murmured to himself, a hint of coldness flashing in his golden eyes.

The God of Destruction sat beside Him.

It was a figure shrouded in a dark red light.

It has no fixed shape, resembling a burning dark red flame, with only a pair of blood-red eyes flashing in the darkness.

His voice was like the scraping of metal, harsh and cold: "You felt it too?"

The God of Light nodded.

"That demigod is breaking through the bottleneck."

"If he were to reach the realm of a true god and master the complete laws of creation, we would all be in trouble."

The God of Destruction laughed, a laugh that sounded like rusty iron rubbing against each other, making one's teeth ache.

"Just a demigod."

"I could crush him with one hand."

The God of Light shook his head, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable majesty.

"Do not be careless. The Law of Creation is the source of all laws, the starting point of all laws."

"If he really gets his hands on it—the consequences will be unimaginable."

The flames of the God of Destruction flickered, and his blood-red eyes narrowed.

"What should we do then?"

The God of Light remained silent for a few seconds.

He sat on the throne, his fingers lightly tapping the armrests, his golden eyes gleaming.

For thousands of years, He has never hesitated like this.

A demigod should not have been taken seriously by Him.

But this demigod is different—he has mastered the laws of creation, condensed the gift of one of the four divine beasts, and has also gained the favor of the Dragon God.

"Summon the God of Fate, the God of Darkness, and the God of Life." He stood up, his long golden hair flowing behind him. "We must annihilate that human before he becomes a god."

When the news reached the Underworld, Lin Qing was fast asleep.

She lay in the deepest palace of the underworld, surrounded by endless darkness and silence.

Thousands of souls wandered around her, not daring to approach or utter a sound.

Her eyes were closed, and her long, dark green hair cascaded down her body like a patch of dark green seaweed.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

A chill flashed in those dark green vertical pupils.

She sensed it—through the power of the Netherworld, she sensed the movements of the divine realm.

Five high-ranking gods are gathering, their target being her master.

She stood up and walked out of the palace.

The spirits of the dead made way, prostrating themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

Lin Shan also sensed it within the source of chaos.

She opened her eyes, and within those golden pupils, a chaotic vortex slowly spun.

The five high-ranking gods are about to make a move against their master.

She stood up and walked out of the source of chaos.

The two met in the void.

Lin Qing stood in the dark green light of the Netherworld, while Lin Shan stood in the golden light of chaos.

One green, one gold, facing each other across the endless void.

They exchanged a glance, saying nothing, but both saw the same determination in each other's eyes—to protect their master at all costs.

Lin Qing spoke, her voice low and somber: "Master has gone to find the White Tiger."

Lin Shan nodded. "I know."

"The five high-ranking gods will make their move before their master becomes a god."

"I know."

Lin Qing was silent for a second.

"We can't stop them."

Lin Shan also fell silent.

She knew Lin Qing was telling the truth.

If the God of Chaos and the God of the Underworld joined forces, they might be able to hold off a high-ranking god.

If all five of them came together, they would have no chance of winning.

"But we still have to stand in front of our master," Lin Shan said, her voice as calm as if stating a fact.

Lin Qing looked at her and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, but earnest.

"Um."

They didn't say anything more.

One turned back to the source of chaos, the other turned back to the abyss.

They must prepare, prepare for the inevitable battle.

Meanwhile, Lin Yu was flying westward aboard a warship.

Taotie nestled in his arms, unusually not dozing off.

She tilted her head back, looked at Lin Yu with her big, bright eyes, and whispered, "Master, the White Tiger and the Azure Dragon are different."

Lin Yu looked down at her: "How is it different?"

Taotie thought for a moment and organized his thoughts.

"The Azure Dragon has a good temper and is reasonable. The White Tiger has a bad temper and is unreasonable."

"It won't waste words with you, it'll just come at you and start fighting. And it's really heavy-handed. Back when it fought me, it tore off a whole bunch of my fur with one swipe of its claw."

As she spoke, she pointed with her short paws to a spot on her body where the hair was slightly sparse.

"Look, this is where the white tiger scratched me. It hasn't healed even after tens of thousands of years."

Lin Yu glanced at the area with "sparse hair," and it was indeed a bit thinner compared to the surrounding area.

He ruffled the Taotie's fur.

"If it wants to fight, then let it fight."

Taotie grew anxious: "Master, you don't understand! The White Tiger really can kill people! Its killing intent is no joke."

"Back then, even when it fought me, it was serious. If I hadn't been so tough, it would have killed me long ago."

Lin Yu smiled.

"What if I get killed by that?"

Taotie paused for a moment, then said seriously, "Then I will bite it to death and avenge my master."

Lin Yu ruffled her fur and said nothing more.

Warships flew across the vast land.

The earth changed from green to yellow, from yellow to gray, and from gray to white.

The temperature dropped lower and lower, and the breath you exhaled instantly condensed into icy mist.

The rolling mountains swept past below, their peaks covered with snow that never melts, like white hats.

Finally, the warship stopped in front of a towering mountain peak.

This mountain is the westernmost point of the world, covered in snow all year round, and bitterly cold.

The mountain peaks are so high that their tops are invisible, half hidden in the clouds and half piercing the sky, reaching straight into the starry heavens.

The mountain is covered with a thick layer of ice, which is etched with the marks of time.

The wind howled through the mountains, the sound like thousands of swords clashing.

On the mountaintop, a huge white tiger lay there.

It was pure white, without a single stray hair.

That white was not ordinary white, but a nearly transparent white that exuded a chilling aura, like ice and snow that had been condensed over millions of years.

It is larger than the Azure Dragon, with a thousand-meter-long body lying horizontally on the mountaintop, like a white mountain range.

Its breath stirs up a blizzard that blots out the sky, and every exhale stirs up a blizzard on the mountaintop.

It sensed Lin Yu's presence and opened its eyes.

Those eyes were ice blue, and the vertical pupils held no warmth, only murderous intent.

Pure, unadulterated killing intent.

That was a killing intent accumulated over millions of years; just one look at it could send shivers down one's spine.

"A mere demigod dares to come before me?" the White Tiger spoke, his voice like cracking ice, deep and grating.

Lin Yu jumped off the warship, landed on the mountaintop, and stood in front of the white tiger.

The snow was above his knees, and the cold wind cut his face like a knife.

He looked up at the kilometer-long behemoth and calmly said, "I have come to accept the test."

The white tiger stood up.

Its kilometer-long body slowly stretched out, like a mountain range in motion.

The snow slid off its body, creating a cloud of snow mist.

It looked down at Lin Yu, its icy blue vertical pupils filled with murderous intent.

In that instant, Lin Yu felt his heart skip a beat—not from fear, but from the suppression of the killing intent itself.

"My test is simple," the White Tiger said, each word piercing Lin Yu's ears like an icicle. "Take my three moves."

"You caught it, so you pass."

"If you can't catch it, you die."

The Taotie poked its head out from Lin Yu's arms, its fur standing on end in a panic: "White Tiger! Are you crazy? You're a divine beast that only knows how to kill; you can kill someone in three moves!"

The White Tiger didn't even glance at the Glutton.

"My rules have remained unchanged for thousands of years."

"If you can't catch it, you'll die here."

Before Taotie could say anything more, Lin Yu pulled her out of his arms and placed her on the ground.

"Go wait over there."

The gluttonous beast grew anxious: "Master!"

Lin Yu squatted down, looked it straight in the eyes, and ruffled its fur.

"It's okay, trust me."

Taotie bit its lip, its large, bright eyes filled with worry.

She ran to a distance, looking back every few steps, and squatted behind a large rock, peeking out with half her head to look in this direction.

Lin Yu stood up and turned to face Bai Hu.

He gripped the Scepter of Domination tightly, and golden light shone from its tip, standing out starkly against the white snow.

"bring it on."

The White Tiger didn't waste any words.

It raised its front paw and slapped down.

That claw strike carried destructive power, shattering space and revealing a pitch-black void.

The claw-like shadows blotted out the sky, like a mountain crashing down.

Lin Yu did not dodge—he knew he couldn't dodge, because if he dodged the first move, the second and third moves would be even more ferocious.

He raised his scepter, and a golden aura enveloped his entire body.

First claw.

The light shield shattered.

It shattered like glass into countless golden fragments, scattering in the wind and snow.

Lin Yu was sent flying, crashing into the mountainside behind him. Half of the mountainside collapsed, burying him beneath the rubble.

He crawled out of the rubble, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The bones in my right arm were making cracking sounds; I couldn't tell if they were cracked or broken.

But he did not fall.

The White Tiger gave him no time to catch his breath.

The second claw followed closely, faster and more vicious than the first.

Before the claws even arrived, the gale had already blown away all the rubble behind him.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and concentrated the laws of creation into his fist.

Golden light enveloped his fist as he met the attack head-on.

Fists and claws clashed.

boom--

The shockwave swept in all directions, and the entire mountain trembled.

The snow was whipped up by the shockwave and surged in all directions like a white tsunami.

Lin Yu was forced back dozens of steps, each step leaving deep footprints on the ice.

His right arm hung limply at his side, the bones cracking, his fingers barely able to grip the scepter.

The white tiger retracted its claws and looked at Lin Yu.

A hint of surprise flickered in those icy blue vertical pupils.

"Not bad, you can still stand."

Lin Yu was panting heavily, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the snow, like red flowers.

He didn't speak, but simply gripped the scepter tightly.

The white tiger raises its front paw, its third paw.

This claw carries all its power.

The sky and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds swirled. The entire mountain trembled, snow collapsed, and ice shattered.

Before the claws even landed, cracks had already appeared in the ice beneath Lin Yu's feet.

The cracks spread in all directions, like a giant spider web.

Lin Yu knew that if he couldn't catch that claw, he would die.

He closed his eyes.

Concentrate all your power in your palm.

The laws of creation are in full operation—understanding, resolving, and creating.

He no longer looked at the claw shadows, no longer listened to the sound of the wind, but only felt the killing intent.

The murderous intent surged forth like a tidal wave.

Cold, sharp, pure.

That wasn't anger, nor hatred, it was simply the intent to kill.

The killing intent that the White Tiger has accumulated over millions of years has no target, no reason, it simply exists.

It needs no reason, no excuse; it simply—kills.

Lin Yu understood.

The law of the White Tiger is not strength, not speed, but killing intent.

Pure, unadulterated killing intent.

Millions of years of killing intent are concentrated in this claw.

This claw strike wasn't meant to kill a specific enemy, but to kill everything.

Kill the enemy, kill the friend, kill yourself, kill time, kill space, kill the law itself.

He opened his eyes.

The third claw stopped an inch in front of him.

The gale blew down the mountainside behind him, sending rocks flying, but he remained unmoved.

He raised his hand, palm facing the white tiger's claws, without blocking or retaliating, simply facing the white tiger's claws.

But the other side could not advance even an inch further.

It was as if some invisible barrier blocked that claw.

The white tiger retracted its claws and looked down at him.

The killing intent in those icy blue vertical pupils receded, replaced by a light that Lin Yu had never seen before.

"Do you understand?"

Lin Yu nodded. His voice was hoarse, but calm.

"Killing intent. Your law is killing intent."

The white tiger remained silent for a long time.

The wind stopped, and the snow stopped too.

The entire mountain was plunged into a silence that had not been seen in millions of years.

Then the white tiger laughed.

His laughter made the entire mountain tremble.

The laughter echoed through the mountains like ice cracking and thunder booming.

Millions of years of murderous intent transformed into a smile at this moment.

"For thousands of years, you are the first person to understand my killing intent," the White Tiger said, his voice no longer harsh, but carrying a sense of vicissitude.

"Countless people came, only to be either slapped to death or scared away."

"They were terrified when they saw my murderous intent, and when they were terrified they retreated, and when they retreated they died."

"With you, there is no fear."

"Only you understood."

It opened its mouth, and an ice-blue ball of light floated out and hovered in front of Lin Yu.

The sphere of light was only the size of a fist, but the energy fluctuations inside caused the surrounding air to condense into ice crystals.

"This is my gift."

"Take the law of 'killing'."

The ball of light pierced Lin Yu's chest.

In that instant, he felt a cold, sharp force surge into his body.

That power wasn't as gentle as the Azure Dragon's "transformation," but rather like a knife, piercing directly into his soul.

His laws of creation were operating wildly, greedily absorbing this new power.

Murderous intent.

It wasn't indiscriminate killing, but rather the killing intent of protection.

To protect those they want to protect, they are willing to kill.

To protect the world they want to protect, they are willing to destroy everything.

Lin Yu closed her eyes and felt the changes within her body.

The laws of creation have gained another dimension—killing intent.

That murderous intent wasn't cold, but warm.

It's like a knife, held not to hurt others, but to protect.

When he opened his eyes again, the white tiger had already lay down again.

That thousand-meter-long body lay horizontally on the mountaintop, like a sleeping mountain range.

"You can leave now." Baihu closed his eyes, his voice returning to its deep, icy tone.

"Next, you can go south and look for the Vermilion Bird."

"That guy has an even worse temper than me, but his test is simpler than mine."

"As long as you're not afraid of being burned to death, you can get through."

Lin Yu bowed deeply.

"Thank you, White Tiger God."

He turned and walked toward the Taotie hiding behind the rock.

The Taotie rushed out from behind the rock, pounced into his arms, and examined his wounds from head to toe.

"Master! Are you alright? Is anything hurting? Let me see—"

Lin Yu smiled and ruffled her fur. "It's okay."

Taotie checked him for a long time and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was indeed alright.

Then it glanced back at the white tiger on the mountaintop and muttered under its breath, "That violent maniac, the white tiger, hit so hard."

"Next time I see it, I'll settle the score with it."

The White Tiger's voice came from the mountaintop, tinged with amusement: "Taotie, you can't beat me."

The Taotie's fur bristled: "What did you say?! I fought four against one and won in a draw!"

"You alone?! You think I can't beat you?!"

The white tiger did not answer, but only let out a low laugh.

The Taotie became even angrier and struggled to jump out of Lin Yu's arms.

Lin Yu held her down and walked towards the warship.

Behind them, the white tiger's voice rang out again. "Human."

Lin Yu stopped and turned around.

The white tiger opened its eyes, its icy blue vertical pupils shining brightly in the wind and snow.

"I have lived for tens of millions of years and have killed more living beings than there are stars in the sky."

"I believe that killing intent is everything."

"Until today, you have made me understand—killing intent is not the goal, but the means."

"Killing for the sake of protection is the true essence of killing intent."

It paused. "Thank you."

Looking at the mythical beast that had lived for millions of years, Lin Yu said earnestly, "I'm the one who should thank you."

He turned and stepped into the warship.

The hatch closed.

The warship slowly rose into the air and flew south.

Behind him, the white tiger closed its eyes again.

The wind and snow rose again, shrouding the entire mountain in a white mist.

But that icy blue light burned quietly within Lin Yu's body.

It was murderous intent, but also protection.

……

The warship continued flying south.

The scenery below changed from gray to yellow, and then from yellow to red.

The earth was cracked and parched, and not a blade of grass grew.

As the temperature rose, the heatwave outside the porthole distorted the air.

The Taotie, panting from the heat, crawled out of Lin Yu's arms and lay on the small table by the porthole, its belly pressed against the cool surface to cool down.

As you fly over the scorching desert, you can occasionally see some strange creatures—snakes with transparent wings, lizards covered in scales, and giant beetles burrowing in the sand.

Sensing the presence of the warship, they scurried back into the sand, leaving only ripples on the dunes.

Finally, the warship came to a stop in front of a sea of ​​fire.

This sea of ​​fire is the South Sea of ​​the world.

It was no ordinary sea of ​​fire—the flames were not red, but crimson, with golden edges.

The sea of ​​fire had no boundaries, stretching all the way to the horizon and turning the entire sky red.

A wave of heat hit us; we could feel the scorching heat even through the warship's armor.

In the center of the sea of ​​fire, a giant Vermilion Bird perches amidst the flames.

It is smaller than the white tiger, only seven or eight hundred meters tall, but the aura it exudes is much more intense.

Its entire body was covered in crimson feathers, each one burning, with flames rising from the tips of the feathers and forming a cloud of fire around it.

Its tail is very long, like a river of flames, leaving more than a dozen lines of fire behind it.

With its eyes closed, it caused the entire sea of ​​fire to rise and fall with each breath—the flames slumped when it inhaled and rose when it exhaled, like the tides of the sea.

It sensed Lin Yu's presence and opened its eyes.

Those eyes were crimson, with flames dancing in their vertical pupils.

It wasn't the flame of anger, but the flame of curiosity—like a cat seeing a bug it had never seen before.

"A demigod among humans?"

"That's interesting."

Its sound is like the crackling sound of a burning flame, crisp and bright.

Lin Yu jumped off the warship and landed on the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

The moment his foot touched the ground, he felt a terrifying heat.

The ground was not soil, but rock that had been burned into a glassy state, as smooth as a mirror and as hot as a branding iron.

His shoe soles instantly started smoking, and the smell of melting rubber filled his nostrils.

A wave of heat hit him, and he felt his hair curling and his eyebrows making a sizzling sound.

He stood at the edge of the sea of ​​fire, looking at the boundless flames before him.

"I have come to accept the test of the Vermilion Bird God."

Suzaku tilted her head and looked at him, flames dancing in her crimson vertical pupils.

It seemed to be scrutinizing Lin Yu, from top to bottom, from left to right, as if appraising a work of art.

"My test is very simple," it said, a hint of amusement in its voice.

"Walk into this sea of ​​fire, and come before me."

"If you can't get there, you'll burn to death inside."

The Taotie poked its head out from the warship, its fur standing on end in a panic.

Ignoring the heatwave, she rushed to the edge of the inferno and shouted at Suzaku, "Suzaku! This inferno has been burning for millions of years! You're letting a demigod walk in?"

"You're going to burn him alive!"

Zhuque didn't even glance at Taotie.

"My rules have remained unchanged for thousands of years."

"If you can't reach it, burn it to death."

Before Taotie could say anything more, Lin Yu bent down, picked her up, and placed her on a rock at the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

"You wait for me here."

The gluttonous beast grew anxious, its tiny paws grabbing his sleeve: "Master!"

Lin Yu squatted down, looked it straight in the eyes, and ruffled its fur.

"fine."

Taotie bit its lip, its large, bright eyes filled with worry.

She released her grip and watched Lin Yu stand up, turning to face the sea of ​​fire.

I watched him step into the sea of ​​fire.