Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon, within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ahead, the nascent form of the [Withered Blood] deity floated, intertwined with blood light and death aura.

Lin Yuan raised his palm and slowly closed his five fingers.

Click.

The nascent divine form shattered on the spot.

The materialized chains of the Law of Blood and the Law of Dry Bones crumbled inch by inch.

Lin Yuan opened his mouth and inhaled forcefully.

All the fragments of the laws were forcibly pulled into a gigantic, illusory furnace.

This furnace, its base formed from pure white "origin" fire, burns fiercely, releasing the vitality that nurtures all things.

The top was composed of a dark gray aura of "end," pressing down heavily with an aura of annihilation.

Lin Yuan activated his divine soul, forcibly incorporating the Blood Bone Law into this most fundamental logic of life and death in the universe.

The fire of origin burns away the blood and light, the breath of the end crushes the white bones.

Two completely different laws clashed violently.

The very essence of blood and bone fought desperately, trying to break free from the furnace's constraints.

boom!

The surface of the furnace was covered with dense cracks, and then it exploded with a loud bang.

A devastating storm of divine power swept across the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Yuan groaned, his soul violently trembling. He opened his eyes and casually wiped away a trace of blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"The rejection reaction is too strong," Lin Yuan quickly reviewed in his mind.

The underlying logic of life and death is too domineering and cannot currently accommodate this concrete law of flesh and bones.

Lin Yuan was not discouraged.

He mobilized the immense and outrageous power of faith within the divine realm, combining it with his complete understanding of the Blood Raven Law.

Divine power surged.

In just a few seconds, a brand new prototype of the [Withered Blood] Divine Essence was formed again in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Its aura, color, and law fluctuations are exactly the same as the one from before.

"Again."

Lin Yuan reached out again, crushed the newly formed divine spark into powder, and threw it into the furnace.

The fire of origin rises once more, and the energy of the end is suppressed once more.

boom.

It exploded again.

Lin Yuan remained expressionless.

With the power of faith poured in, the nascent form of the third divine spark instantly condensed.

Crush and melt.

Explosion, reshaping.

What others cherish as their own lives, he turned into cheap experimental consumables on an assembly line.

With a vast amount of faith as a safety net and intuitive understanding derived from the creation of things, he possesses the capital for almost unlimited trial and error.

For every failure, adjust the fit of the rule. For every hundred failures, correct one hundred mistakes.

The deafening roar of divine sparks exploding echoed continuously in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Yuan's eyes grew brighter and brighter, revealing an almost manic fervor.

He vaguely sensed the gate through which all paths converge into one.

As long as he invests enough resources, he will eventually succeed on this unorthodox path.

……

Wasteland God Realm.

The time span within the divine realm was extended by several decades once again.

The breeding bonus effect of [Bloodborne Spawn] has been evident over the past few decades.

The number of the tyrannical demons, who occupy the central basin, has exploded.

Fifty million.

A total of fifty million monstrous demons were crammed into this core area.

The involution here has reached an outrageous level.

In the past, even extraordinary-level tyrannical demons could occupy a place around the Mother Tree.

Now, even seeing the mother tree has become a luxury.

The core area within a radius of dozens of miles around the mother tree has been completely occupied by thousands of epic-level monsters.

These epic-level monsters are over a thousand meters tall, and their liquid gold armor is covered with natural divine runes.

Each breath they take triggers a resonance in the surrounding space.

They engage in a devastating battle every day to compete for the right to use the nest in the Sumeru Tree.

The high frequency of involution fully activates the passive effect of [End and Origin].

Deep in the basin.

A thousand-meter-tall epic-level berserker was besieged by three of its own kind.

Eight gravitational black holes slammed into its chest simultaneously. Space was torn apart, and a void storm poured into its body.

Its liquid gold body evaporated instantly, and the [Unending Blood Heart] inside its chest cavity shattered on the spot.

Life was cut off.

The next second, the power of origin descended.

The shattered liquid gold forcibly reformed in the void. The aura of this tyrannical demon became even more violent, and the dark gold luster on its body deepened to an extreme.

It let out a roar and slammed one of the attackers deep into the mantle with a backhand slap.

With the gravity field fully activated, the opponent was crushed into a pile of minced meat.

This extreme burst damage mechanism allows high-level monsters to increase their combat power extremely quickly.

Outside the inner circle.

The extraordinary-level demons were densely packed together.

Within the ranks of the Demon Clan, the Transcendent Rank has become commonplace, utterly devoid of prestige.

As for the Diamond-level Berserkers, they have lost even the right to stay on the outskirts of the basin.

Every day, millions of low-level tyrannical demons are beaten half to death by their high-level brethren and thrown out of the central basin.

Living space has been drastically compressed.

These lowly rioters, driven from their homes, had nowhere to vent their rage.

They turned their gaze to the outside world.

Expansion began.

Millions of diamond-level peak-grade monsters, mixed with hundreds of thousands of extraordinary-grade monsters.

They converged into an unstoppable torrent of dark gold, bursting out of the boundaries of the old divine realm.

They stepped into the ruins of the Blood Raven God Realm.

They swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable force.

Ahead lay a vast expanse of steel ruins.

Towering load-bearing pillars and a dilapidated Yin-gathering array blocked their path.

The leading transcendent-level demon was too lazy to take a detour.

They simultaneously raised their thick arms, unleashing a full-blown gravitational field.

The space within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly sank.

Amidst a tremendous roar, the entire city ruins were forcibly flattened.

The alchemy furnace was crushed, the array collapsed, and a bottomless ravine was pressed into the earth.

The black-and-gold bladed-feathered vultures in the sky are hunting.

When they saw the group of liquid gold monsters below, exuding a savage aura, their feathers stood on end in terror.

The leader of the demon eagles let out a mournful shriek and led its flock to desperately increase their flight altitude, fleeing into the deepest part of the clouds.

They couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

A wide tributary of the Styx lay across the path of the monstrous army.

In the river, millions of trembling golden crabs and scarlet flying bladefish are fiercely fighting.

The army of demons halted.

The leading few extraordinary-level berserkers grinned, revealing their gleaming white teeth. They leaped into the river, crashing heavily into the water.

The liquid gold crab brandished its giant pincers, causing space to collapse.

The tyrannical demon neither dodged nor avoided the damage from the spatial cutting, but instead stretched out its large hand, grabbed the liquid gold crab's shell, and ripped it off forcefully.

Click.

The hard shell was torn in two. The tyrant stuffed the crab meat into its mouth, chewing it greedily, green juice dripping from the corners of its mouth.

The swarm of bone fish launched a mass charge, countless bone blades slicing towards the demon's body.

The tyrant raised his fist and slammed it hard into the water.

boom.

The gravitational field was fully activated, and the river water within a ten-mile radius was forcibly evaporated.

Tens of thousands of bony fish were crushed into piles of broken bones and flesh by the terrifying gravity.

The remaining aquatic creatures were utterly terrified.

They decisively abandoned their territory and fled frantically with the current, fearing that if they were too slow, they would become food for these monsters.

Wherever the demon army passed, nothing grew and all things retreated.

They used the most violent means to carve out new territories in other core areas of the divine realm.

The farthest place.

The New World, the Zerg stronghold.

The enormous, dark purple insect nest soared into the clouds, blocking out the sun.

Deep within the insect hive, a series of terrifyingly powerful auras erupted.

Click click click.

Several egg cases covered with mysterious patterns detached and broke off from the fleshy wall.

Five times of adaptation, the phaseless protozoan crawls out of the ootheca.

Their size has shrunk again, and their length is now less than three meters.

The outer shell has a semi-transparent glass-like texture, while the interior is filled with multiple subtle lights, such as those of emptiness, extreme cold, gravity, and blood and bones.

A Zergling that had adapted five times raised its forelimbs and casually slashed.

Space cracked open, extreme cold froze the void, and the gravitational field crushed the ice.

Then the Blood Bone Law surged, reshaping it into an ice bone blade.

The oppressive aura they exuded firmly established them as epic in scale.

These monsters not only mastered the laws of blood and bone.

It also successfully integrated the laws of void, extreme cold, and gravity into its genetic chain, transforming them into its own killing instinct.

high in the air.

The twelve-winged insect king floated silently.

Its enormous compound eyes slowly rotated, and its spiritual power transformed into tangible ripples that spread infinitely outward.

Across a vast distance of millions of kilometers, the Insect King detected the movements of a massive army of demons.

That dark golden torrent is relentlessly encroaching on the territory of the divine realm.

The king's majestic antennae twitched slightly as it quickly analyzed the overall strength of these uninvited guests.

The leader only had a few hundred thousand extraordinary level cultivators; the rest were all at the peak of the diamond level.

An inexplicable impulse began to quietly rise from the depths of the Insect King's heart...