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

In the Realm of True Dragons, time loses its meaning.

Lin Yu sat cross-legged in the golden void, surrounded by endless sleeping dragons.

They huddled inside the giant sphere of light, like unborn babies, quiet and peaceful.

In the distance, after the Dragon God vanished, the golden rain of light he left behind continued to fall slowly, like an endless snowfall.

Lin Yu closed her eyes, and a tremendous change was taking place within her body.

The moment the Dragon God's essence and blood entered his body, he thought he would burst.

That force was too great—

This is not a matter of sheer quantity, but rather a matter of overwhelming quality.

It's like a river suddenly flowing into the sea.

He originally thought his "river channel" was wide enough, but in the face of the power accumulated by the Dragon God over millions of years, it was nothing more than a small ditch.

Golden light emanated from him, enveloping his entire body.

The light grew brighter and thicker, eventually transforming into a giant golden cocoon with a diameter exceeding ten meters.

Ancient dragon patterns flow across the surface of the cocoon, each line slowly wriggling as if it were alive.

The wisdom and divinity contained within his essence and blood surged into his mind like a tide.

He witnessed the birth of the world.

That wasn't a description in a book, nor a scene in one's imagination, but a real, immersive experience.

He stood in the chaos, gazing at that primordial energy—

It has no form, no color, no temperature; it is simply a mass of "existence".

Then, at some predetermined time, it exploded.

The energy transformed into countless points of light, which flew in all directions.

Points of light condense into stars, stars converge into galaxies, and galaxies form the universe.

He witnessed the evolution of all things.

The first cell divided in the ocean, one into two, two into four, four into eight.

After countless fissions, life crawled from the ocean onto the land.

The first fish grew legs, the first reptile grew wings, and the first bird took to the sky.

He witnessed the rise and fall of dinosaurs, the birth of mammals, and the emergence of the first human.

He even saw the origin of the mythical creature "dragon".

The first dragon was born from a star; the core of the star condensed into its heart, the star's light became its scales, and the star's gravity became its claws.

It roams the void, swallowing the sun and moon, feeding on stars, and nesting in the Milky Way.

It is the first intelligent life form in the world, older than any true god.

He also witnessed the Dragon God's loneliness over millions of years.

This supreme being watched the world change, the birth and death of all things, and the rise and fall of countless civilizations.

It witnessed the earth tremble when the last dinosaur fell.

I also saw the light in the eyes of the first human to learn how to use fire.

It has witnessed the birth of the true god, and it has also witnessed the fall of the true god.

It has seen and experienced everything, but it is still a human being.

Millions of years of solitude are enough to drive any being mad.

But the Dragon God did not. It simply waited quietly, waiting for the one destined to come.

Lin Yu understood the wisdom of the Dragon God.

It is not knowledge from books, nor is it a collection of rules; rather, it is the wisdom accumulated over millions of years.

Wisdom is not about knowing a lot, but about seeing clearly.

To see through the illusion of life and death, to see through the emptiness of power, and to see through the ruthlessness of time.

Because they see things clearly, they feel compassion.

It is because of its compassion that it can wait.

He understood the divinity of the dragon god.

It is not the embodiment of cold, ruthless laws, but a warm, compassionate guardian.

Divinity is not high above, but bows down to the heavens.

It's not about ignoring all living beings, but about having compassion.

The process of absorbing essence and blood is very slow.

One day, ten days...

One hundred days, two hundred days...

The golden cocoon grew brighter and thicker.

The dragon patterns on the surface of the cocoon are becoming more numerous and complex.

Every line represents a rule, and every rule represents a period of time.

Meanwhile, in another corner of the Realm of True Dragons, the little white dragon was also changing.

A portion of the power of the Dragon God's essence flowed into its body—

After all, she is the daughter of the Dragon God, and they are connected by blood.

Her body began to grow, from the size of a palm to a foot, from a foot to a meter, and from a meter to ten meters.

Her scales changed from silvery-white to pure white, shimmering in the golden light, like armor formed from moonlight.

Her dragon horns grew out, short and straight, like two small jade hairpins.

Her dragon whiskers also grew out, thin and soft, floating in the void.

She turned over in her sleep, and her little dragon tail curled up and rested on her nose.

He was muttering something, which was hard to hear, but his voice was soft and sweet, like he was calling out "Father God".

Three hundred days later.

Cracks began to appear in the golden cocoon.

Like a chick emerging from its eggshell, like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon.

The cracks multiplied and became denser, and golden light shone from them, illuminating the entire Realm of the True Dragon.

The sleeping dragons opened their eyes within the sphere of light, glanced in the direction of the light, and then slowly closed them again.

They knew that person was about to come out.

Finally—the cocoon shattered.

A burst of golden light erupted, like a supernova exploding.

Wherever the light passed, the void trembled, and countless slumbering dragons churned within the sphere of light, celebrating the birth of a great being.

The light lasted for a full minute before gradually fading away.

Lin Yu opened her eyes.

His hair had turned from silver-white back to black, but the ends shimmered with a faint golden light, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

His eyes changed from gold back to black, but deep within his pupils, one could vaguely see a golden light flowing, like two sealed suns.

Faint golden patterns appeared on his skin; they were dragon patterns, but unlike the ancient and ferocious dragon god, they resembled the veins of a leaf or cracks in the earth, gentle and natural.

His aura—still that of a demigod.

But compared to the demigod he was a year ago, it's a world of difference.

His strength was at least a thousand times greater than before he went into seclusion, and his understanding of the laws of creation was more than ten times deeper.

The wisdom and divinity accumulated by the Dragon God over millions of years have been integrated into his very being, becoming a part of him.

He no longer needs to "understand" the laws, because he is the laws themselves.

He no longer needs to "use" power, because he is power itself.

He stood up and clenched his fist.

The space between his fingers trembled slightly, rippling like water.

With a gentle squeeze, the space shattered, revealing a pitch-black void.

He released his hand, and the space automatically closed again, as if nothing had happened.

He looked down at his palm.

There, a small white dragon is sleeping.

She has grown to over ten meters long, but she is still curled up in a ball, like a lazy cat.

Its entire body is covered with pure white scales, each one like a condensation of moonlight.

The dragon's horns were short and straight, like two jade hairpins.

The dragon's whiskers were thin and soft, fluttering in the air.

She was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, with her tiny dragon tail occasionally twitching.

Lin Yu gently stroked its head.

"Ao Yue".

The white dragon turned over in his sleep and mumbled, "Father God... Yue'er is sleepy..."

She seemed to be still in bed, not yet awake.

Lin Yu smiled and pulled her into his arms.

Her body was very light, as light as a cloud.

Her scales were cool, as cool as winter snow.

But her heartbeat was warm, each beat like a small drum.

He turned and looked toward the exit of the Realm of True Dragons.

It's been a year; it's time to go out.

Beyond the realm of the True Dragon, the Taotie awaits at the entrance.

She squatted on a rock, her little paws supporting her chin.

Those big, bright eyes stared unblinkingly at the golden gate.

It has waited a year—365 days, every day and night, never leaving its side.

The four divine beasts had long since returned, and the four ferocious beasts had also dispersed.

Only she waited here.

When Lin Yu walked out of the portal, Taotie's eyes lit up instantly.

She jumped off the rock and pounced into Lin Yu's arms, her little paws tightly hugging his neck, her fluffy head rubbing against his chin.

"Master! You're finally out! I've missed you so much!" Her voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were red, but she held back her tears.

Lin Yu hugged it and ruffled its fur.

The fur was still so soft and warm.

"It's been a year, thank you for your hard work."

Taotie shook its head, tilted its head up from his arms, and looked at him intently.

"Master, you've become so much stronger."

"I feel that you are only one step away from becoming a true god."

Lin Yu nodded.

"One more step. That one step lies in the Abyss."

Taotie blinked: "You're going to help Sister Qing'er?"

Lin Yu nodded.

He closed his eyes and issued a call using the laws of creation.

The call was silent, yet incredibly penetrating—

It traversed the void, the starfield battlefield, and countless spaces, reaching the depths of the Netherworld.

Deep within the abyss, Lin Qing is fast asleep.

She lay on a stone couch at the deepest part of the palace, her long, dark green hair cascading down her sides like a piece of dark green seaweed.

Thousands of souls hovered silently above her head.

Suddenly, her eyelashes trembled.

Those deep green vertical pupils suddenly opened, a glint of light flashing deep within them.

She sensed it—it was her master calling.

She stood up, and the spirits of the dead scattered.

She emerged from the abyss.

The two met in the void.

Lin Qing looked at Lin Yu, her deep green vertical pupils filled with longing.

It's been a year, a whole year.

She could feel her master's presence growing stronger every day, but she couldn't see him or touch him.

That feeling was more agonizing than any battle.

"Master, you're back." Her voice was soft and trembling.

Lin Yu walked over and hugged her.

"I'm back."

"Come, take me to the Underworld."

Lin Qing buried her face in his shoulder and mumbled an "Mmm".

Deep within the Abyss, the avatar of the God of the Abyss awaits.

It was a huge skeleton, wearing a tattered black robe, which was covered with the marks of time.

He held a massive scythe, its blade shimmering with a dark green light—a light that symbolized death.

This is not an ordinary death, but an irreversible death at the level of laws.

His eyes flickered with eerie green flames as he stared blankly at Lin Yu.

"You've come." His voice was like bones grinding, harsh and deep.

Lin Yu stood before Him, gripping the scepter of dominion.

Golden light shone from the scepter, standing out starkly against the dark green abyss.

"Yes, I'm here."

Without saying much, the avatar of the God of the Underworld raised his scythe and slashed down.

A dark green blade of light shot out from the scythe, carrying the aura of death. Wherever it passed, space was torn apart, revealing a pitch-black void.

The speed of the blade was astonishing; it reached Lin Yu in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yu did not dodge.

He raised his hand and flicked it lightly.

A golden light shot out from the fingertip and collided with the blade's edge.

There was no explosion, no shockwave.

The blade's edge instantly disintegrated, turning into dark green specks of light that vanished like melting ice and snow.

The flame flickered in the avatar's eye sockets.

"You've become stronger." There was a hint of surprise in His voice.

Lin Yu did not answer.

He took the initiative, waving his scepter, and beams of golden light shot towards his avatar.

Each ray of light carries a different law—

The Azure Dragon's transformation caused its avatar's body to twist and contort continuously;

The White Tiger's killing intent made the avatar's soul tremble;

The Vermilion Bird's Nirvana rendered the death law of its incarnation ineffective;

The eternal nature of Xuanwu makes it impossible for any incarnation to escape.

The four laws are used in alternation, keeping the incarnations busy.

He swung his scythe, unleashing wave after wave of blade light, but Lin Yu easily deflected each one.

He attempted to corrupt Lin Yu with the laws of death, but the Nirvana Fire within Lin Yu operated automatically, burning away all the power of death.

He attempted to escape into the depths of the abyss, but Lin Yu's laws of creation locked onto his aura, allowing him to be found no matter where he hid.

The transformations were resolved one by one, but the movements became slower and slower.

He is, after all, an incarnation, not the original.

Lin Yu, having gathered the gifts of the four divine beasts and the Dragon God, has already surpassed the strength of a demigod.

This was no longer a close battle, but a crushing defeat.

With his final strike, Lin Yu concentrated all his power at the tip of the scepter.

The golden sphere grew larger and brighter, eventually transforming into a giant sphere with a diameter exceeding one meter.

Within the sphere of light, five laws flow—change, killing intent, nirvana, eternity, and creation.

Five colors of light intertwined, like a rainbow.

He launched the ball of light.

The ball of light flew silently toward the avatar at a slow speed, but the avatar found itself unable to dodge it at all—space was locked, time was frozen, and fate was rewritten.

It could only watch helplessly as the ball of light crashed into its chest.

The sphere of light disappeared into the incarnation's chest.

Contrary to expectations, there was no explosion or shockwave.

The avatar's body began to disintegrate—starting from the head, cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

Pieces of bone fell off His body, turning into dark green specks of light and dissipating.

He looked down at his dissipating body, the flames in his eyes gradually dying out.

"You have won, human." His voice grew fainter and fainter, fading into the distance. "Take good care of His Majesty."

He vanished completely.

The last ray of light entered Lin Qing's body.

Lin Qing stood still, her eyes closed. Dark green light emanated from her body, growing brighter and brighter.

Her aura began to rise—from demigod to true god, the bottleneck that had stood in her way shattered like glass.

Her long hair swayed in the light, changing from a pale green to a dark green, then from dark green to deep black, finally settling on a color between green and black—like the water of a deep pool, deep and mysterious.

When she opened her eyes again, her deep green vertical pupils were even more profound than before, and within them, one could vaguely see a miniature abyss slowly rotating—

Countless souls wander within it, and countless deaths cycle through it.

She got promoted.

Lin Qing, the God of the Underworld.

She looked at Lin Yu, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Master, Qing'er has succeeded."

Lin Yu smiled, walked over, and ruffled her hair.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Qing closed her eyes and let him rub them.

That usually aloof face was now full of tenderness.

She waited a long time, and finally, she got her turn.

Just then, the white dragon in Lin Yu's arms moved.

She awoke from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes—their eyes were silver-white, with a gleam of wisdom flowing through their vertical pupils, like two tiny moons.

She first looked around blankly, and then saw Lin Yu.

She tilted her head, as if recalling something.

Then she saw Lin Qing again, tilted her head, and looked at him again.

She flew out of Lin Yu's arms and landed on the ground.

The ten-meter-long white dragon stood out prominently against the dark green light of the abyss.

A faint moonlight shimmered on the scales.

She closed her eyes, and her body began to glow.

The white light grew brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire Abyss.

The souls scattered in terror, not daring to approach the light.

Within the light, the white dragon's body began to change.

Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters... getting smaller and smaller, more and more solid.

Scales transformed into a long skirt, dragon horns into hairpins, and dragon whiskers into strands of hair.

When the light faded, a girl stood in front of Lin Yu.

Her white hair was as white as snow and reached her waist.

Her blue eyes were like the sea, deep and clear.

Two short dragon horns on its head, like two jade hairpins inserted in its hair.

She was wearing a long, silver-white dress with faint dragon patterns embroidered on the hem.

She stood there, serene as the moon, yet gentle as water.

Princess Ao Yue, the White Dragon, has taken human form.

She looked at Lin Yu, her silvery-white eyes filled with curiosity.

She tilted her head and looked him up and down as if he were a work of art she had never seen before.

"Are you the person Father God spoke of?"

Lin Yu nodded.

"I am Lin Yu."

Ao Yue tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then smiled.

That smile was like moonlight shining on the snow, cool yet warm, carrying a hint of innocence and a hint of cunning.

"Father God let the moon follow you."

"Moon, listen to your Father God."

Lin Yu reached out and ruffled her hair.

Her hair was very soft and smooth, like silk.

"it is good."

Ao Yue's eyes curved into crescent moons, and her dragon horns gleamed faintly in the light.

Lin Yu withdrew her hand and turned to look outside the Abyss.

That is the direction of the realm of gods.

The seals on the five high-ranking gods will be lifted in a few days.

He took a deep breath and gripped the scepter of dominion tightly.

Golden light shone from the scepter, and five laws flowed within it.

Behind him stood two true gods—Lin Shan, the God of Chaos, and Lin Qing, the God of the Underworld.

Nestled in his arms was the ancient mythical beast Taotie.

Standing beside him was Princess Ao Yue, the White Dragon.

"It's time to go to the realm of the gods," he said.

The sound wasn't loud, but every word echoed in the void like thunder.