Antares sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.

Lin Moyu couldn’t help but feel he might have overestimated the Dragon Emperor.

A mere half-step Transcendent God, how could such a being possibly come into contact with the first-tier law of space?

Antares said dismissively, “He only used a formation embedded within a Formation Bead to solidify space. Many laws can achieve that, such as the law of water, the law of gravity, and others.”

“Compared to the law of space, the gap is immeasurable.”

“And besides, that Formation Bead wasn’t even his. It was borrowed.”

“Borrowed?” Lin Moyu asked, puzzled.

Antares replied, “Is that so surprising? They’re nothing more than mondrel Dragons, no different from the Abyss Demons. They’re just expendable cannon fodder.”

“When cannon fodder can’t win, isn’t it only natural to rely on their superiors?”

Lin Moyu asked, “Lilian mentioned that the Abyss Demons are backed by the Demon Race. Then the Dragon Emperor should be backed by the Dragon Race… your race, right?”

Antares shook his head, “That’s not entirely accurate. In truth, even what Lilian knows is only the tip of the iceberg.”

Lin Moyu’s gaze sharpened, “I’d like to hear the details.”

“Since you’re asking so earnestly, I’ll indulge you. The Demon Race has two main branches: Hell Demons and Abyss Demons. There are smaller branches as well, but they’re not worth mentioning.”

“Lilian belongs to the Abyss branch, but she’s still just cannon fodder, born in a fragment world, carrying half-human blood. If the orthodox Demons discovered her, she would definitely be executed.”

“The Dragon Race is even more complicated. We are ranked by bloodline first, then divided into factions. The mongrel Dragons here belong to the Elemental Dragon lineage.”

“To be precise, they are subordinates of the Rock Dragon lineage.”

“In any case, once you reach the greater world, you’ll learn all of this yourself. None of it is particularly secret.”

Just hearing this, Lin Moyu began to grasp the vast scale of the greater world.

The Dragonkind World and the Abyss World each spanned tens of thousands of kilometers, yet they were merely fragment worlds.

Even this world, a perfect world, was still only considered a small world.

According to Antares, it wasn’t truly small. It simply hadn’t yet entered the greater world and undergone the law baptism.

It was like an egg still incubating. Once it entered the greater world, its entire structure would transform.

It would expand dramatically, its size increasing more than tenfold.

But with such growth came danger. After all, the greater world was as cruel as it was vast.

In the greater world, many worlds inhabited by weaker races had been destroyed for various reasons.

Some as collateral damage from battles between powerhouses, others as mere experiments of powerhouses.

The greater world was both beautiful and dangerous.

After hearing all this, Lin Moyu felt not fear, but anticipation.

One day, he would step into that vast expanse and witness it for himself.

Lin Moyu asked, “Is there any way to deal with the formation the Dragon Emperor is using?”

“A trivial formation like that? There are countless ways to break it. If I so much as lifted a finger—”

“Alright, enough.” Lin Moyu cut him off, “Can you actually take action.”

Antares shook his head, “It seems I can’t… well, it’s not that I can’t. If I were to break the agreement, I could still forcefully take action.”

Lin Moyu rolled his eyes, “Then everything you just said was meaningless. In any case, can I deal with it?”

Antares shook his head again, “Your strength is still too weak. If you had the strength of a half-step Transcendent God, you could use law to counter it.”

“Even if you couldn’t fully neutralize the formation, it would at least allow you to fight the Dragon Emperor on equal footing.”

“You wouldn’t be running like you are now, completely powerless.”

This was clearly pointless again.

If Lin Moyu had already reached the half-step Transcendent God realm, none of this would be necessary. The Dragon Emperor would have been dead already.

Against opponents of the same level, Lin Moyu had never feared anyone. He had always been swift and decisive, ending battles in an instant.

“Is there really no other way?” Lin Moyu asked.

Antares tilted his head, thinking briefly, “Not really. After all, this formation is at the Transcendent God level, comparable to the Dragon Emperor’s Dragon Greataxe. And it just happens to counter you perfectly.”

The Dragon Emperor was only a half-step Transcendent God. Even with a Transcendent God-grade weapon, he could only unleash power infinitely close to the Transcendent God-level.

If Lin Moyu reached the half-step Transcendent God-level, he would be able to stand against it.

After a moment of thought, Lin Moyu said, “I want to try again.”

Antares blinked, “You really don’t know when to quit, do you?”

“I have an idea. I’ll give it one more attempt. If it fails, I’ll stop.”

Antares sighed helplessly, “Fine. Go ahead.”

He wasn’t concerned for Lin Moyu’s safety. With the scale he had given him, the formation couldn’t trap him.

Antares sent Lin Moyu back into the Dragonkind World.

Suppressing his aura, Lin Moyu spread his Deathwings and sped into the distance.

Before long, a city came into view.

The city was moderate in size, home to a modest population of the Dragonkind.

Its protective formation was already active. After all, Lin Moyu disappearing didn’t mean he had left.

The Dragon Emperor had ordered every city to remain on high alert and report immediately upon spotting Lin Moyu.

The sky darkened abruptly. The undead army descended toward the city, carrying an aura of destruction.

As alarms rang throughout the city, the Dragonkind looked up and froze in terror at the sight of the approaching undead army.

Within a single minute, the formation shattered. What followed was slaughter.

Two minutes later, the Dragon Emperor appeared in the distance.

The Formation Bead in his hand glowed, activating a formation that enveloped a 100-kilometer radius.

Space thickened, turning sluggish, as if everything within had sunk into a mire.

Then the Dragon Emperor froze. Lin Moyu wasn’t there.

Only the undead army remained. And even as he processed things, the undead army vanished as well.

The Dragon Emperor hovered in the air, uncertain.

The city had been devastated, but not completely annihilated.

Nearly half its population had survived—gravely injured, but alive.

Injuries could be healed. Death could not.

Moments later, another report came.

Lin Moyu had appeared thousands of kilometers away, attacking a large city.

Without hesitation, the Dragon Emperor rushed over.

By the time he arrived, the formation was already broken. Buildings lay in ruins, and Bone Dragons swept through the sky, unleashing torrents of breath attacks.

The Dragonkind screamed as they fell one after another.

The Formation Bead activated again, trapping the undead army and stopping the battle.

But once more, Lin Moyu was gone.

Seconds later, the undead army vanished, leaving only destruction behind.

“Lin Moyu!”

The Dragon Emperor clenched his teeth so tightly he bled from his mouth.

He understood now.

Lin Moyu was hiding himself, sending only the undead army to attack.

He had no intention of confronting him directly.

As the Dragon Emperor was thinking of a countermeasure, another message arrived.

Lin Moyu had returned to the moderate-sized city he had devastated earlier.

When the Dragon Emperor arrived, what remained was silence.

The previously half-destroyed city had been completely wiped out.

Not a single survivor remained.