Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan communicated with the core, his consciousness descended, penetrated the barrier, and descended upon the Wasteland God Realm.

The scorched earth of 300,000 square kilometers is still shrouded in dark red.

With a thought, Lin Yuan summoned a card that appeared in mid-air.

【Abyss Blood Pool (Remains)】.

He selected a flat, charred rock in the center of the basin and dropped the reel.

boom!

The earthquake trembled and the rock strata tore apart.

A huge stone pit with a diameter of over thirty meters rose from the ground.

The pit was empty, but the stone walls were covered with twisted abyssal runes, and a nauseating stench of blood rose into the air.

Lin Yuan waved his hand to open the storage space.

Two tons of fragments of low-level Abyss monster bones and rotten flesh, bought from the black market, were dumped into the stone pit.

The runes lit up when the flesh and blood touched the bottom of the pit.

The dried-up pool of blood began to secrete a dark red liquid, which quickly submerged the shattered bones.

The blood bubbled and bubbled, and crimson mist spread in all directions.

Several petrified goblins that were nearby inhaled the mist, and their eyes instantly turned blood red.

A mad roar erupted from its throat as it brandished its bone blade, ready to strike its companion.

"Quiet."

Lin Yuan issued a divine decree.

The oppressive force descended like a mountain, forcibly pressing the goblins to the ground.

He hovered above the pool of blood, his eyes gleaming with dark golden light, and activated [Creation Extraction].

The dark gold chain plunged into the depths of the boiling blood pool and pulled upwards.

A ball of interwoven black and red light was pulled out. Inside the ball of light were fragments of chaotic, bloodthirsty, and disordered laws.

[Note: Extraction successful. Obtained Iron-tier negative affix: Loss of Sanity. Obtained Bronze-tier negative affix: Flesh and Blood Distortion.]

This is the source of the abyss's pollution that all the gods avoid at all costs.

Lin Yuan clenched his five fingers and exerted force.

boom!

The ball of light was crushed into dust in his palm, turning into nothingness.

The crimson mist in the blood pool dissipated, and the originally raging blood became calm, leaving only an extremely rich life essence.

Lin Yuan reached into the pool again and drew out a pure, blood-red halo.

[Note: Extraction successful. Bronze-level positive attribute obtained: Nourishing Blood and Qi. Iron-level positive attribute obtained: Weak Pain Shielding.]

"This is the perfect blessing for working people." Lin Yuan's lips curled up.

As long as you don't kill them, keep pushing them to the limit.

He reintroduced these two entries into the blood pool.

"All goblins, enter the pool." Lin Yuan's voice echoed across the basin.

Without any hesitation, the sixty petrified goblins lined up and jumped into the scalding pool of blood one by one.

The blood was up to their necks.

The power of Qi and blood surged wildly into their bodies through the gaps in their rocky armor.

The shattered bones were repaired, and the broken muscle fibers were remodeled.

Because their pain receptors are blocked, they have no idea how brutally their bodies are being torn apart and reassembled.

Each of them felt their bodies brimming with power, excitedly pounding their chests in the blood pool.

After setting up the main combat battalion, Lin Yuan flew towards the outer edge of the basin.

He evenly sprinkled 30,000 spores of the mutated black rock mushroom onto the scorched soil.

Subsequently, one thousand Ash Worms were released into the soil.

last step.

Lin Yuan took out a card that shimmered with golden light.

[Low-Tier Time Sandglass Card]

He crushed the card in one swift motion.

Above the divine realm, the laws of nothingness intertwined to form a golden hourglass.

Gravel began to pour down.

"Buzz—"

The entire wasteland space distorted like water ripples.

Lin Yuan did not stay inside to watch.

During the time acceleration, if a deity's consciousness remains in the divine realm for an extended period, their soul will be wounded by the chaotic flow of time.

He severed the connection, and his consciousness returned to his body.

Lin Yuan pushed open the bedroom door, intending to go to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

The lights were off in the living room.

A series of extremely suppressed dry coughs, accompanied by the muffled clatter of metal parts colliding, came from the direction of the worn-out sofa.

Lin Yuan paused in his steps.

Through the dim light of the streetlights in the corridor, he saw Old Lin sitting on the edge of the sofa.

Old Lin rolled up his left trouser leg, revealing a military mechanical prosthetic limb covered in scratches.

He was using a crowbar to forcefully press down into the gap in the armor of the prosthetic knee joint.

Click.

The armor plate popped open.

It revealed a crystal with a faint blue light inside.

Bronze-grade energy source crystal.

Old Lin, covered in sweat, gritted his teeth, picked up a screwdriver, and began to pry open the connecting wires at the bottom of the source crystal.

Sparks flew everywhere.

An electric arc struck Old Lin's rough hand, leaving a charred, bloody mark.

He grunted, but his hands didn't stop moving.

Lin Yuan's heart clenched suddenly.

That source crystal is the lifeblood for maintaining the nerve connections of the prosthetic limb.

It not only provides power, but also releases a small amount of energy at all times to soothe the damaged nerves at the site of Lao Lin's severed limb.

Once the source crystals are extracted and sold for money, the mechanical leg becomes a pile of scrap metal.

Not only did Lao Lin have to go back to a wheelchair, but the nerve pain at the site of his severed limb was driving him crazy.

Old Lin is planning to sell everything he owns to raise the initial funds for his defensive line simulation battle.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Lin Yuan strode over and grabbed Old Lin's hand that was holding the screwdriver.

Old Lin's wrist trembled, and the screwdriver clattered to the floor.

He quickly closed the prosthetic plate as if he were doing something wrong, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Nothing much." Old Lin coughed twice, avoiding Lin Yuan's gaze, and rubbed his greasy fingers. "This broken leg has been around for a while, and the bearings are getting a bit stuck. I'm just fixing it up."

Old Lin stood up, bearing weight on his right leg, while his left mechanical leg appeared somewhat stiff.

"Yuanzi, the simulation battle is coming up soon, right?" Old Lin asked, feigning ease. "I checked the accounts today, and there's still some welfare money left over from the past few years. I'll transfer it to you tomorrow."

"Go buy a few combat skill cards. Even though we're just commoners, we can't afford to be any less skilled than others when facing the monsters of the abyss."

Lin Yuan looked at Old Lin's tired face and the scorch marks on the back of his hand that were still bleeding.

Adam's apple bobbed.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath and took out the vial of [Holy Purification Potion] from his pocket.

Place it on the coffee table.

The white light illuminated Old Lin's cloudy eyes.

Old Lin was stunned, his gaze fixed on the test tube: "This purity... Black Iron-grade Sacred Potion? Where did you get this?"

He turned around, grabbed Lin Yuan's shoulder, and said in a strained voice, "Did you borrow money from loan sharks on the black market? You dare mess with those ruthless bastards?!"

"I didn't borrow any money." Lin Yuan's voice was calm as he pressed Old Lin's hand. "Although I awakened the Wasteland God Realm, its ecology is somewhat unique. Today, the goblins were digging underground and unearthed a high-grade relic ore."

He looked into Old Lin's eyes without changing his expression: "Sold for 100,000 Faith Points."

"One hundred thousand?!" Old Lin gasped, loosening his grip.

"Hmm." Lin Yuan stuffed the potion into Old Lin's hand. "This medicine can purify the abyss's aura. You won't have to rely on cheap liquor to bear the pain of your shattered divine essence in the middle of the night anymore."

Old Lin held the cold glass tube, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

The old man, who never cried when his divine kingdom was torn apart by demons on the front lines of the abyss, and who never cried when he was stripped of his military rank and sent back to the rear to live on welfare, now had tears welling up in his eyes.

He lowered his head, staring intently at the medicine in his hand, forcing back his tears.

"Good, good lad." Old Lin slapped Lin Yuan's shoulder hard with his rough hand, his voice hoarse.

"I knew it! My son, Lin Changfeng's son, can grow flowers even in a wasteland!"

Old Lin turned around and limped towards his bedroom.

"I'm going back to sleep. You can manage the rest of the money yourself, and don't embarrass yourself in the simulation battle."

The door closed.

Lin Yuan stood there, staring at the closed door, his gaze gradually sharpening.

What's 100,000?

Once he reaches the summit, he will buy the most top-tier divine artifacts and piece together Old Lin's shattered divine kingdom bit by bit.

He turned and went back to his room. He locked the door.

Lin Yuangang sat down on the edge of the bed.

There was no warning whatsoever.

An immense, suffocating surge of vital energy, transcending dimensional limitations, poured into the top of his head from the void.

Lin Yuan groaned, and his bones cracked like popping beans.

Muscle fibers are forcibly torn and then reassembled under the influence of blood and qi.

His body temperature soared instantly, and a layer of grayish-black impurities seeped from his skin, which were then directly evaporated into ashes by the high temperature.

power.

Endless power surged through his limbs and bones.

The feeding continued for a full ten minutes before gradually subsiding.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes. A dark golden glint flashed deep within his pupils.

He stood up and felt the earth-shattering changes happening to his body.

He clenched his right fist, without using any laws or power; it was purely a burst of physical energy.

He casually swung his hand forward.

boom!

The air in front of the fist was forcibly compressed into a visible white shockwave, producing a sharp, explosive roar.

Lin Yuan looked at his fist, his eyes narrowing slightly.

According to the textbook's classification of combat power, the physical bodies of divine beings are equivalent to those of ordinary mortals.

Only after igniting the divine fire and expanding the divine realm, reaching the level of a demigod, will the physical body undergo its first baptism of the laws.

But right now, he hasn't even touched the threshold of demigod.

But the power of that punch just now was definitely at the level of a first-tier demigod specializing in logistics or magic.