Fengshen Dragon Realm.
Ten days had passed since the Pterodactyl of the Wind God entered the Blue Star.
Suddenly, the spatial gate flickered slightly, and a colossal white dragon appeared in the Fengshen Dragon Realm.
The guardian of the spatial gate quickly lowered its head and knelt on the ground.
"Your subordinates respectfully welcome our god's return!"
The Pterodactyl of the Wind God nodded indifferently, said nothing, and departed.
After he left, the two guards tremblingly stood up. Watching the receding figure of the Pterodactyl of the Wind God, they wiped the cold sweat from their brows and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew, our god's demeanor seems off. Did he encounter some trouble?"
"Hush, speak with caution. You know our god's temper. Be careful if he overhears anything; your life might be forfeit."
"Right, right, I'll be careful. I didn't say anything, you can't spread this."
"Don't worry, with our relationship, I definitely won't spread it."
"Thank you so much. I'll treat you to a meal later."
The two colossal beasts conversed in hushed tones, while the deity they spoke of had already arrived at a floating island in the sky.
This was an island suspended thousands of meters in the sky, quite vast, spanning over ten thousand square kilometers.
Buildings of various kinds dotted the island, though they were somewhat rough in appearance, exhibiting a distinct style of beastly civilization.
As soon as he entered the floating island, beasts began to appear to welcome him.
"Respectfully welcome our god's return!" all the beasts cried out in unison.
The Pterodactyl of the Wind God nodded, his voice cold. "Rise, all of you. Are the Flood Dragon clan present?"
Upon hearing this, Long Qinglan stepped forward. "My god, I, Long Qinglan, the patriarch of the Flood Dragon clan, report for duty."
"Long Lei unfortunately perished, his remains utterly destroyed. The perpetrator was a deity from another realm, but I have avenged him. Prepare a funeral for him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qinglan froze.
Who was Long Lei?
He was the pride of their Flood Dragon clan.
A rare dragon that controlled lightning.
He had broken through to the demigod realm at such a young age, holding great promise of becoming a divine dragon.
Now he had died on Blue Star.
His heart ached with grief.
Long Lei was the most outstanding among his many grandchildren.
He had placed all his hopes on Long Lei, but now, an elder mourned the loss of a younger generation, and he was so grief-stricken he could barely breathe.
Seeing its state, the Pterodactyl of the Wind God sighed inwardly, not expecting Long Qinglan to be so saddened.
As a possessed clone, he had been Long Lei before, and now he was the Pterodactyl of the Wind God. His identity had changed, but the emotions remained.
He patted Long Qinglan, offering comfort. "Do not be too sad. A beast's life is not always smooth sailing. Please accept my condolences."
Long Qinglan felt a little better.
With that, he departed.
The beasts also stepped forward to offer their condolences.
However, their words carried a subtle undertone of schadenfreude.
Long Lei's talent was too exceptional, even surpassing that of the Pterodactyl of the Wind God in his prime. If nothing unexpected happened, Long Lei had a high probability of achieving godhood.
If Long Lei became a deity, this world would become even more of a dragon's domain, as two gods in one world being dragons meant they would have no chance to rise.
With Long Lei's death, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Long Qinglan also understood that these were not genuine condolences. He snorted inwardly and left the sky island.
He still had to hold Long Lei's funeral.
Tomorrow was destined to be an uneasy day.
Dragon Palace.
Unlike the legendary East Sea Dragon Palace, the Pterodactyl of the Wind God was a deity who commanded the wind, and his Dragon Palace was located on the highest mountain of the sky island.
The Dragon Palace was vast, hidden within the clouds.
At this moment, a colossal white dragon's body roamed within the clouds, occasionally letting out deep roars that sounded like thunder.
Rumble!
Gales appeared out of nowhere, stirring the clouds. The white clouds churned like ocean waves, a truly awe-inspiring sight.
Suddenly, the giant dragon within the clouds roared at the sky.
"Roar!"
Boom!
Divine winds descended, dispersing the surrounding clouds and revealing a cerulean sky, as well as the hundreds of meters long white giant dragon.
The dragon gently lowered its head, its eyes gleaming, and it murmured to itself, "Finally, I have complete control of this body!"
"It is time to repay the main body!"
Hum!
With a flash of light, he transformed into a form with a dragon's head and human body, clad in dragon robes.
"Heed my command! All races shall follow me to conquer the myriad realms!"
The order was issued, and the various races were greatly alarmed.
They were naturally aware of the great changes on Blue Star, but they had not expected that the Dragon God, having just returned from Blue Star, would immediately embark on conquering other realms.
However, they understood that the outside world was perilous.
Yet, many young beasts were exceptionally excited.
"Hahaha, I can finally enter Blue Star again. Last time, I suffered a silent defeat at the hands of the humans. This time, I will surely get my revenge."
"I will destroy the human race and eat them all!"
"Roar, humans deserve to die. We, the myriad beast races, must not let humans go!"
"Please, Dragon God, lead us to slay the humans."
"........"
The Pterodactyl of the Wind God was a god who achieved divinity through faith. Although this was the lowest form of godhood, he was still a deity.
Because faith-based divinity possessed exclusivity, he was the only deity in the entire world for many years.
If it were the former Pterodactyl of the Wind God, he would not have ignored the voices of his followers, as the collective belief of these followers could influence the decisions and even the personality of a faith-based deity.
However, the owner of this current body was Lin Yu's possessed clone; the soul had changed, and even the divinity was different, so he was naturally unaffected.
But he possessed the divine authority of the Pterodactyl of the Wind God and could naturally hear these voices.
He frowned.
"Since you all wish for death, I shall grant it. It will also add some upgrade points to the main body," he sneered.
However, besides these radical factions, there were also some pragmatic ones who held indifferent attitudes.
The Pterodactyl of the Wind God pondered, and finally assigned tasks to each type of beast.
He opened the spatial gates, sending the radical factions to their deaths, and the pragmatic ones to conquer small worlds without deities, spread his faith, and gain more followers for him.
Guixu.
Because the Guixu space was fragile, there were many spatial gates.
At a glance, more than a dozen spatial gates appeared within his sight.
Each of these spatial gates represented a world.
Some worlds had beings guarding their spatial gates.
But others were quiet; these were the places where the spatial gates appeared in concealment, and their worlds had not yet discovered the spatial gates, or their world level was too low to destroy the spatial gates, yet they were powerless to enter Blue Star.
With a hum, a brilliant light flashed from a colossal spatial gate.
Giant beasts of all sizes appeared in the sky.
Finally, the Pterodactyl of the Wind God shouted, "Go forth, my sons!"
"Roar, for Lord Dragon God, slay all humans!" These were the roars of the radical faction.
The pragmatic faction, on the other hand, had the mission of evangelism. "We are followers of the Dragon God, and we shall spread the Dragon God's glory to all realms."
The Pterodactyl of the Wind God nodded, greatly satisfied.
This way, he could provide evolution points to the main body and also propagate his faith, a win-win situation!
"Depart, this god awaits your performance!"