The battle was imminent.
Lin Yu felt incredibly helpless. The Yaksha were a warlike race; he held no inherent malice towards them, even finding a certain purity and charm in their nature.
He detested the filth of the heart, not actions like theirs.
Therefore, he bore no ill will towards this race. But where was the absolute right or wrong in war?
Since they had come to invade, they had to be driven back. Not an inch could be conceded.
He surveyed his surroundings, estimating about a million clones had arrived.
Honestly, a million of his clones could obliterate thirty High Gods. In fact, he didn't even need a million; a hundred thousand clones could easily defeat them.
However, he wanted to eliminate the invaders with a display of sheer power. But what kind of display would be truly awe-inspiring?
The most terrifying would be something related to the world itself, for even the Main Gods revered nature!
Lin Yu smiled and looked ahead, saying, "I did not wish to provoke you, yet you are too obtuse. Today, I shall teach you a lesson and show you there is always a higher heaven!"
Merge!
BOOM!
One hundred thousand clones merged. A dragon appeared in the sky, hidden within the clouds. Its length was impossible to discern, with only a dozen scales visible, yet these scales already occupied all the space in the sky.
A dragon?
Not only the Yaksha were astonished.
Even the beings secretly watching this scene gasped in surprise.
Dragons, across all realms, were typically beings of divine status.
They were born gods; they attained divine realms upon reaching adulthood. However, dragons were exceptionally rare.
Yet, to many Main Gods, dragons were not overwhelmingly powerful. After all, despite their rarity, they did exist.
What truly stunned them was the sheer size of this dragon.
Merely a dozen scales could obscure the heavens; how enormous must the entire body be?
Lin Yu looked at the divine dragon in the sky and smiled.
Compared to his time in the Abyss, he was hundreds of times stronger. The current merger of one hundred thousand clones was also hundreds of times more powerful than before.
Previously, merged clones could dispatch early-stage Main God Demon Lords as easily as killing dogs. Now, he was even more powerful; even mid-stage Main Gods would not be his match.
Thus, when the divine dragon's aura spread outwards, the hidden deities widened their eyes in disbelief.
"Impossible! This is the aura of a Main God!"
"This world does not permit the existence of Main Gods. If a Main God were to appear in a small world, the world would crumble. But this world is no ordinary one. If a Main God dared to come, their cultivation would regress in moments, or they would be drained by the world, becoming nourishment for its evolution."
"But what is this divine dragon? Why does it possess the aura of a Main God?"
"No, you see, ten thousand of that human's clones are gone. This must be the result of clones merging."
"Isnt same-origin merging a secret art of the Zerg? Can humans learn it?"
"I am a Zerg, and I can tell you accurately that other races can hardly learn it. However, clone merging is possible because clones lack distracting thoughts."
"But can your mergers transform into dragons?"
"I am also very puzzled. After our mergers, we cannot alter our forms extensively. Generally, we become an amplified version of ourselves."
"I cannot see through his same-origin merge."
"Look, the dragon is moving. What is it going to do?"
"........."
"Roar!"
The divine dragon let out a roar, and the winds and clouds shifted.
The dragon's head emerged from the clouds miles away. With a single breath, the clouds dissipated.
"Clouds disperse!"
BOOM!
The clouds parted, revealing a colossal dragon's body.
Upon seeing the dragon's body, everyone was dumbfounded.
Good heavens!
This dragon was thousands of miles long. It was utterly terrifying.
Furthermore, they realized this was no ordinary dragon.
It was a dragon of pure red, with nine claws. Its eyes were the most peculiar, one black and one white, but veiled by a hazy power.
Everyone felt a sense that the dragon's eyes must possess extraordinary power.
The High Gods of the Yaksha, their battle spirit ignited, were not alarmed but delighted.
Ye Dao laughed heartily, "Human, you have truly not disappointed us. Such a colossal divine dragon! Watch me defeat it!"
Ye Ming quickly rushed forward, surpassing Ye Dao.
"I'll go first! Let me fight, I'm itching for a battle!"
"Damn it, you stop right there! I was first!"
Seeing this, the other Yaksha dared not hesitate and charged forward, vowing to be the first to engage in combat.
Those watching in secret shook their heads and chuckled with strange expressions.
Many races had heard of the Yaksha's warlike nature, but this was their first time witnessing it firsthand. They were truly eye-opening.
This divine dragon clearly was not to be trifled with; why weren't they testing it first?
All the races watched this unfold, eagerly anticipating the outcome.
Humanity.
On the large screen, Lin Yu's battle with the Yaksha was being broadcast.
When people saw the divine dragon stretching for thousands of miles, their blood boiled.
A divine dragon stretching for thousands of miles! How immense must that be?
The members of the Inner Cabinet were already numb.
They had wanted Lin Yu to employ some awe-inspiring method, but not this astonishing!
With a divine dragon of such a scale, a single flick of its tail could cause half of Blue Star, before its metamorphosis, to sink.
Regardless of their shock, facing such a situation, no one could remain calm.
Elder Ge sighed, "As expected of Lin Yu, he always brings surprises! My eyes have been opened."
The Charioteer, pinching the trembling ears of the White Tiger, said, "You silly tiger, why are you shaking? Stand up straight for me!"
Seeing this, Yan Jun waved his hand, "Charioteer, stop tormenting it. Can't you be nicer to your pet?"
"Yan Jun has spoken, so I'll give you some face. But you, silly tiger, are too timid. When Lin Yu returns, I'll have him train you!"
"No!" The White Tiger couldn't help but speak human words, though its voice was still childish, as it hadn't reached adulthood yet.
The White Tiger, like the dragon, was a rare race. Upon reaching adulthood, they would possess divine realms.
However, their growth cycles were incredibly long, measured in millennia.
"Hmph, it's settled then. You just wait!" the Charioteer snorted.
The White Tiger quickly shrank, transforming into a small cat and climbing into his embrace.
Feeling the softness on his body, the Charioteer smiled, "Alright, I won't send you away. Work hard on your cultivation from now on, and become as big as that dragon!"
A divine dragon spanning thousands of miles!
Damn it!
This was making things difficult for the tiger.
But it could only nod; otherwise, it would be sent to Lin Yu.
"Look, there's another change! What kind of dragon is this?"
"Its eyes opening brings day, closing brings night. Its breath is the clouds, its sweat is the rain, its roar is thunder..."
"This seems to be the Candle Dragon recorded in ancient texts!"
"This dragon is a creator god!"