The internal conflict between the two young masters of the Flood Dragon Royal clan, resulting in the death of one, caused quite a stir among the myriad beast races.
Among the myriad beasts, various major races were discussing the matter in private, filled with curiosity.
"Although the evidence is conclusive that Young Master Long Shuang intended to kill Young Master Long Lei, a sixth-tier killing a seventh-tier, it seems rather ridiculous."
"Keep your voice down, be careful of being overheard. I heard a rumor going around that Long Shuang has lost his mind."
"Ah? Then if he's a sick dragon, why couldn't they be more lenient? Why kill him? Long Lei's temper is too extreme."
"You're all wrong. Long Shuang's parents died when he was young, and Long Lei bullied him from childhood. That's why Long Shuang wanted revenge, but he overestimated his own abilities."
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
This incident spread widely, not only among the myriad beast races but also to the alien races.
However, compared to the melon-eating masses of the myriad beasts, the alien races were not interested in gossip. They were all on high alert.
The preceding events were a stark warning, and they dared not relax. If another two thousand humans were to self-destruct, it would be truly terrifying.
The reactions of various races were not unexpected.
Unlike the gossip-mongering mentality of the various races, the patriarch of the Flood Dragon clan and the great commander who attacked the human race, Long Qinglan, had a dark expression and was filled with anger.
And before him stood Long Lei.
He pointed at Long Lei, with a hint of anger in his voice.
"This matter pains me greatly!" he said, suppressing his agitation, a hint of pain showing in his eyes.
After all, he was his grandson. No matter how disfavored, there was still a blood connection, and he couldn't truly be as cold as ice.
Long Lei lowered his head, remaining silent. The evidence had been submitted, and there were no issues.
"You..." Seeing Long Lei's silence, he felt a sense of disappointment.
Long Lei, understanding this, immediately knelt down with a plop and cried out, "Grandfather, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have retaliated in anger. I beg Grandfather to punish me!"
His possessed clone was already a master of acting, and with a little performance, it was incredibly lifelike and moving.
Long Qinglan was slightly taken aback. Looking at the pain on his face, which didn't seem fake, he felt a little comforted.
However, the thought of Long Shuang still brought him some sorrow.
But the deceased was gone, and he could only let it go.
He quickly helped Long Lei up and sighed deeply.
"Alas, it is fate. Get up." He patted the dust off Long Lei's body. "However, this matter has had a significant impact and cannot be left as is, or outsiders will have criticisms. I will punish you with a year of confinement in the tribal land. Do you have any objections?"
What objections could he possibly have?
This was already showing him great leniency.
After all, Long Shuang was dead, and someone had to be held accountable.
Otherwise, wouldn't things become chaotic in the future?
In Long Qinglan's opinion, a sixth-tier couldn't kill a seventh-tier, so there must be an inside story.
And he guessed that Long Shuang was indeed insane. Since he was a patient, Long Lei shouldn't have killed Long Shuang but should have subdued him and handed him over to Long Qinglan for handling.
In Long Qinglan's view, this was Long Lei overstepping his authority.
Long Lei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Your grandson obeys Grandfather!"
"Good, you are a promising talent. You may return on your own later!" Long Qinglan patted Long Lei's head and said.
Long Lei nodded and gave a hum.
After waiting for a while, Long Lei took his leave and flew towards the two-realm passage.
On the way, he thought a lot.
At first, his only goal in possessing Long Lei was to find a stronger body.
He wanted to climb up step by step, even becoming a god through possession.
And this body of Long Lei, with only seventh-tier strength, was naturally just a transition. Who should he possess next?
An eighth-tier Flood Dragon?
Not far off!
Long Lei smiled, looked up at the sky, entered the two-realm passage, and flew towards the Flood Dragon tribal land.
What was called confinement was essentially just being unable to leave the tribal land, as his status was comparable to Long Shuang's.
Meanwhile.
Lin Yu had also connected with Long Lei and received some knowledge from him.
He categorized this knowledge, roughly dividing it into: cultivation techniques, local customs, and secret histories.
He picked and chose, absorbing some useful information.
"I already know much about the myriad beast races; most of the information is repetitive. Huh, what's this..." Lin Yu suddenly discovered a strange memory.
He quickly opened it to view it. What met his eyes was a giant dragon. The dragon was entirely blue, surrounded by white and blue winds like mist, shrouding the dragon almost completely, leaving only a small part of its body exposed.
But even this small part of its body was incredibly majestic, evoking a sense of worship.
"This is... a true dragon!" Lin Yu was stunned. "Could it be the Wind God Dragon?"
He looked at the dragon. Most of its body was enshrouded in wind, and only glimpses of it could be seen. Lin Yu quickly continued to flip through the memory.
"It is indeed the Wind God Dragon!"
The Wind God Dragon was a god in the myriad beast world, their hidden ruler. As a divine dragon, it was naturally not a hybrid dragon like the Flood Dragon but a pure-blooded true dragon.
"Its body is too large to tell its length, but it should be several thousand meters. When it flies, the wind follows it. Truly worthy of being called the Wind God Dragon."
"This dragon is so majestic and ethereal!" Lin Yu murmured.
"If I could possess it, I would be unstoppable!" Lin Yu mused.
He was looking forward to it, but this would take a long time, a lot of waiting.
Then he went to look at the cultivation techniques. There were many, most of them related to lightning.
Lin Yu searched around and only found a cultivation technique called "Lightning Armor."
Lightning Armor: Can condense a layer of lightning armor on the surface of the body. The armor possesses strong defensive capabilities, and the lightning can vitalize the body, increasing movement speed and strength.
"This skill is not bad. I'll send a copy to Zhao Ke too." Lin Yu smiled, opened his wristband, and sent the cultivation technique to Zhao Ke.
However, Zhao Ke was still in seclusion. He wondered why she had suddenly gone into seclusion for so long.
Never mind, he wouldn't worry about it for now. He should focus on how to return to the base.
Just then, he suddenly heard shouting and killing sounds from above.
"Lin Fan, what's going on?" Lin Yu shouted.
Lin Fan quickly ran over and replied, "Big Brother, General Li Qiudao and the others have returned. They happened to be passing above our tunnel and encountered the Thousand Feather Tribe. They're fighting now, quite fiercely."
Lin Yu heard this and smiled, "You fellow, why didn't you say so earlier? This is a big deal. We can return to the base!"
"Really?" Lin Fan exclaimed excitedly.
Lin Yu nodded and said, "Of course, it's true. Li Qiudao is bringing hundreds of thousands of people back, so the base will definitely open. I'll go out now."
"But, won't that be unsafe?"
Safety had always been a concern for Lin Yu. Hearing Lin Fan's worry, he fell silent.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I have Sparrow Step. Once I'm out, if I encounter danger, I'll instantly teleport away!"
"Alright, that's decided. You continue digging the tunnel, try to dig it to Nanjian City. This will be our fallback route. There's no time to lose, I'm going up now!"
"Okay, Big Brother, just wait for good news!"
Lin Yu nodded and used Sparrow Step to teleport to the ground.
As soon as he emerged, he heard the sounds of fighting all around.
"Kill, you sons of bitches! If I don't stew you birds, I'm not surnamed Chen!"
"Damn humans, don't bite my neck!"
Lin Yu's mind moved, and clones instantly appeared a hundred meters around him.
He then ran towards the sounds of fighting. His speed was not fast, but his clones were extremely fast, quickly blending into the battlefield.
Lin Yu also moved along the way, changing his appearance several times.
Finally, he arrived behind the Third Army of the Blood Dragon Army. A faint light flashed in his hand, and dozens of sword energies appeared around him.
"Go!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~
The sword energies broke through the air, instantly clearing the surroundings.
"Ding, killed Thousand Feather Tribe (sixth-tier), upgrade points +13000."
"Ding, killed..."