“You’ve come too late!” Lin Moyu let out a faint chuckle.

Though still 10,000 meters away, he raised a finger and pointed at the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor’s voice abruptly cut off as his body froze.

A Bone Prison instantly formed around him. Then a cluster of white light erupted, and countless Bone Fangs burst forth.

With a furious roar, the Dragon Emperor unleashed a terrifying surge of law aura from all over his body, blocking the attack.

Still, the sudden strike caught him off guard, leaving him with minor injuries.

His scales cracked and his hair fell into disarray, looking utterly battered.

Even with 5 million points of spirit force and a 500% damage boost from Enhance Troops, Lin Moyu had only managed to inflict superficial wounds on the Dragon Emperor.

Lacking laws was a serious weakness. It was enough to deal with Dragon Kings, but against the half-step Transcendent God Dragon Emperor, it simply wasn’t enough.

From this brief exchange, Lin Moyu understood the limits of his skills.

He smiled at the Dragon Emperor and waved his hand casually.

Deathwings fluttered, and he vanished without a trace.

The Dragon Emperor’s pupils shrank. He had lost sight of Lin Moyu again

“Lin Moyu, you bastard! Coward! Damn you!”

The Dragon Emperor’s roars echoed across the sky, but Lin Moyu was already 10,000 kilometers away.

Soul force poured into Deathwings, pushing them to their absolute limit.

In mere seconds, he crossed 10,000 kilometers, nearly spanning the entire Dragonkind World.

At such astonishing speed, Lin Moyu soon appeared above another city.

He had no specific target and didn’t need one.

He had come to unleash slaughter, to avenge the blood debt from 1,000 years ago.

The Domain Divine Stone spun rapidly, absorbing murderous intent.

Without the interference of murderous intent, Lin Moyu remained perfectly calm.

Facing the Dragon Emperor, he had no intention of lingering—he struck once and immediately retreated.

Relying on the speed of Deathwings, he cut off the soul lock, traveled 10,000 kilometers in an instant, and found a new city.

This city was smaller, its population low.

But through his vision, he saw a large gathering of Dragonkind soldiers.

“A military city.” Lin Moyu murmured.

He appeared directly above the city. In the next instant, a chilling white light engulfed the entire city, filling it with death aura.

Bone Fangs howled as they swept across the city, piercing everything in their path.

Massive buildings collapsed as if made of paper; even hiding a dozen meters underground was useless.

The ground was riddled with holes. The Dragonkind’s defenses shattered almost instantly.

A flood of soul force surged back into Lin Moyu, replenishing his consumption.

Two minutes later, a powerful aura appeared on the horizon.

“He’s faster this time.” Lin Moyu sensed the Dragon Emperor approaching.

At the same time, a streak of law shot toward him from tens of thousands of meters away.

The law was fast, but Lin Moyu was faster.

With a single flap of his Deathwings, Lin Moyu severed the soul lock and vanished without a trace.

The attack lost its target and struck empty air.

The law of stone slammed into a distant hill like a meteor, flattening it instantly.

The Dragon Emperor was nearly driven mad with rage. Looking down at the devastated city, he roared wildly.

The loss of a few Dragonkind meant nothing to him.

The Dragonkind World housed tens of millions—but even such numbers could not endure Lin Moyu’s relentless slaughter.

News of the slaughter was already spreading. If this continued, the Dragonkind’s morale would collapse.

The Dragon Emperor’s roars echoed again and again. Then, suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

He had made a decision.

Gripping the Transcendent God-grade greataxe with both hands, he raised it high and began to chant: “The Dragonkind are in peril. I pray for Ancestor to descend!”

Again and again, he repeated the chant.

At the same time, his bloodline ignited, burning fiercely. The Divine Dragon phantom behind him solidified, growing more real.

The greataxe began to glow, revealing intricate lines across its surface.

Those lines formed a formation.

Using his own bloodline as fuel, the Dragon Emperor activated the formation. His face turned pale.

The cost was immense. At last, the formation was complete.

A brilliant radiance burst forth, and within it, a colossal Dragon emerged.

It was a cyan Dragon, identical to the Elemental Dragon Lin Moyu had seen before.

Law aura radiated from the Dragon, and within that law was a distinct will.

This was a powerhouse who had fully integrated with law.

The Dragon seemed to be dozing. But upon hearing the Dragon Emperor’s summons, he slowly opened his eyes and cast a lazy glance at the Dragon Emperor.

“A mongrel Dragon?” The voice dripped with disdain.

The words cut deep into the Dragon Emperor, but he suppressed his anger.

He bowed deeply and said quietly, “Greetings, Lord.”

“Speak. What is it?” The Elemental Dragon remained languid, gazing down at him with indifference.

Enduring the humiliation, the Dragon Emperor replied, “A freak has appeared here, posing a grave threat to the Dragonkind.”

“A freak?” A faint flicker of interest crossed the Elemental Dragon’s eyes.

“He is a level 81 human.”

“What? A level 81 human?” The Elemental Dragon let out a derisive exclamation.

A level 81 human, could be snuffed out with a single breath.

The Elemental Dragon sneered, “Even as a mongrel Dragon, you are still a Half-Step Transcendent God. With the Dragon Greataxe, your combat power approaches the Transcendent God realm.”

“If you cannot defeat a mere level 81 human, what right do you have to seek my help?”

The insult struck again, but the Dragon Emperor forced himself to remain composed.

Drawing a deep breath, he said, “It is not that I cannot defeat him. It is that he refuses to fight. He possesses an extremely fast movement skill that can sever soul lock.”

“He moves from city to city, slaughtering as he goes. Every time I catch up, he escapes.”

The Elemental Dragon burst into laughter, “How amusing.”

“I beg the Lord to intervene.”

“We have fought and conquered in the name of Lord Leader. Though we are but expendable, we have served without complaint…”

The Elemental Dragon waved a claw impatiently. “Enough. I understand.”

“I will give you something. It should suffice.”

The Dragon Emperor’s eyes lit up, “Thank you, Lord.”

Though he did not know the being’s name or level, he was certain of one thing: he far surpassed him.

To become a true Dragon was his lifelong second goal.

The first goal was Divine Dragon atavism, though he knew that dream was beyond reach.

At best, he could evolve into an Elemental Dragon.

To do so, he needed access to the Dragon Transformation Pool, and that required sufficient merit.

This campaign to exterminate humanity and claim this world was his path to earning it.

Only then would he gain the chance to evolve into an Elemental Dragon and step into the Transcendent God realm.

1,000 years ago, the humans and the Demons had blocked his path.

Now, 1,000 years later, Lin Moyu stood in his way once more.

Worse still, by seeking help, even success would yield diminished merit.

For all these reasons, his hatred for Lin Moyu ran deep.

Nothing less than grinding him to dust would satisfy him.

The formation on the Dragon Greataxe continued to operate.

From it emerged a jade-like sphere, resembling Antares’s Dragon Beads.

Unlike the Abyssal Demons, who favored Abyssal Stones, the Dragonkind preferred Dragon Beads, though these were crafted Dragon Beads, not real ones.

Grasping the Dragon Bead, the Dragon Emperor infused it with soul force and immediately understood its function.

It was called the Space-Locking Bead.

It contained a formation capable of sealing space itself, powerful enough to trap even a half-step Transcendent Gods.

Once caught inside, escape would be nearly impossible.

A cold sneer spread across Dragon Emperor’s face, killing intent surging skyward.

“Lin Moyu… you’re dead.”