Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Human Star Sector of Vientiane Star City.

A wide, suspended light strip runs through several metal skyscrapers.

Along the light trail, Su Changfeng led Lin Yuan and his group forward at a steady pace.

Giant holographic images were projected from the shops on both sides, selling all kinds of rare divine resources.

Su Changfeng walked at the front of the group, explaining the upcoming itinerary in a calm and measured manner.

"We're going to meet our allies in this Blood Pact War of All Races now." Su Changfeng pointed to a pure white building at the end of the light band, "Angel God Race."

"The universe is full of diverse races, and the Blood Pact War among all races is essentially a battle between gods."

"Going it alone makes you vulnerable to being surrounded and attacked by multiple forces, leading to your immediate demise."

Su Changfeng adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said seriously, "Over the past few thousand years, the Human Federation has gradually formed a fixed alliance system in the Blood Pact Wars."

"Besides the Angel Gods, we also have several other relatively friendly races such as the Titans and the Forest Spirits."

"We support each other, share some intelligence, and divide up hunting areas."

"Other alien factions also have their own interest groups."

This alliance is crucial and can greatly increase your survival rate on the battlefield.

Lin Yuan walked to Su Changfeng's right and nodded slightly.

Bai Ye moved closer to Lin Yuan, touched his chin, and a curious glint flashed in his eyes.

"Angel gods?" Bai Ye smacked his lips. "I've killed quite a few winged bird-men in my life, but I've never actually seen a bird-man deity in the true sense of the word."

The others reacted differently upon hearing this.

Su Yueying walked behind Lin Yuan, and when she heard the words "Angel God Clan", a hint of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Her S-rank divine domain, [Holy Light Judgment], has angelic followers that evolved from the initial followers, the Light Elves.

She naturally felt a certain curiosity about this cosmic race that shared the same name as her own.

Su Yueying moved with light steps, quickly sorting through the relevant knowledge about gods and their followers in her mind.

The fundamental laws of the universe are strict.

No matter how perfect their form or how powerful their strength, all the creatures born within the divine realm are essentially demiplane-derived creations.

At their core is an aggregate governed by the will of the gods.

This is similar to how human deities can breed human relatives within their own divine realm.

Those human beings can farm, fight, pray, and even experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

However, this does not mean that the human beings in the divine realm are the same as the human race in the real universe.

Without the imprint of cosmic life, the relatives can never ignite the divine fire, and can never open up their own divine realm.

They are born as appendages of the gods, part of the ecological cycle of the divine realm.

And the Angels and Titans are the original races of the universe.

They are born from the real starry sky and breathe the free-floating energy of the universe.

Every adult angel god is qualified to open up a miniature divine realm within their body and ignite divine fire.

Just how powerful are the true angelic gods? Su Yueying clenched her fists, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

At the end of the band of light, a magnificent palace made of pure white crystal came into view.

Su Changfeng led everyone to stop in the wide square in front of the hall.

The doors were wide open, and a group of people walked in from inside the hall.

The leader was an extremely handsome man.

He wore a well-tailored white robe with gold trim, exuding an aura of nobility that made people dare not look directly at him.

Behind the man, sixteen pure white wings were tightly folded and pressed against his back.

Sixteen wings.

This is one of the symbols of the angel race stepping into the realm of true gods.

Caleb, Lord of Holy Light.

Caleb is stationed in the Star City of Myriad Realms year-round, responsible for the diplomatic affairs of the Angel God Clan, and is also the leading deity in every Blood Pact War of the Myriad Races.

Su Changfeng had accompanied the Starry Sky University team on several previous occasions as a logistics staff member, and the two had interacted quite a bit and were considered acquainted.

Caleb stopped and secretly sized up Su Changfeng and his group.

Only Su Changfeng, a demigod at the ninth level, led the team.

A hint of secret joy flashed deep in Caleb's eyes.

Starry Sky University's freshman team this time actually only sent a demigod named Nine Turns who hadn't even condensed a godhood to lead the way.

Caleb felt greatly reassured.

Strength determines diplomatic standing.

The fact that Starry Sky University didn't even send a top-tier expert to oversee the team is enough to show how little importance they place on this freshman team.

When things turn sour at the negotiating table later, I'll have much more confidence.

Caleb concealed the disdain in his eyes and a bright, enthusiastic smile bloomed on his face.

He opened his arms and strode toward Su Changfeng.

"Old friend! Long time no see!" Caleb's voice was loud and clear, conveying a warm and welcoming feeling.

Su Changfeng, also all smiles, quickly stepped forward and firmly grasped Caleb's outstretched right hand with both hands.

"Lord Caleb, it is too much of an honor for me to come out and greet you personally."

Su Changfeng adopted a very humble attitude and spoke earnestly.

As a logistics instructor who navigates between various powerful forces, he knows all too well what kind of mask to wear in this kind of situation.

"Teacher Su, you are too kind. Starry Sky University and my Angel God Clan have been on good terms for generations. Your presence is an honor to Myriad Star City."

Caleb patted Su Changfeng on the shoulder, then looked past him at Lin Yuan and the others.

"These must be the prodigies of this year's Starry Sky University, right? As expected, heroes emerge from among the young, full of vigor and vitality." Caleb did not hold back his praise.

Lin Yuan stood still, his expression calm, and nodded slightly in response.

Bai Ye grinned and waved.

After a series of meaningless pleasantries, Caleb turned to the side and gestured for him to proceed.

"You have all had a long and tiring journey. I have already ordered a banquet to be prepared. Let's eat and chat."

The interior of the hall is luxurious and magnificent.

The ground is paved with some kind of soft jade, and hundreds or thousands of fist-sized star cores hang overhead, providing an inextinguishable light.

The group followed Caleb to a spacious banquet hall.

Six young people were already seated around the long, rectangular crystal dining table.

These people all had blond hair and blue eyes, and each had six to eight pairs of wings folded behind them.

When Caleb led his men in, the members of the angel race merely raised their eyes slightly, their gazes haughty.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over the blonde angels and settled on the person at the head of the long table.

He was the most unconventional player on the opposing team.

He had long, dark purple hair that was casually draped over his shoulders.

His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and the laws surrounding him were not holy at all, but rather filled with a cold, violent and evil aura.

This aura was completely out of place in the otherwise pure white hall.

Su Yueying's gaze lingered on the group of people for a few seconds before she looked away, somewhat disinterested.

She had initially held some hope for the Angel race.

In retrospect, it's nothing special.

Apart from the guy with the dark purple hair who was a bit odd, the rest of them were unremarkable and had no redeeming qualities.

Caleb gestured for Su Changfeng to sit down beside him, while Lin Yuan and the others took their seats on the other side of the long table.

Exquisite food and spiritual wine radiating rich divine energy were served on the table in a continuous stream.

Su Changfeng straightened his posture, looked at Caleb beside him, and got to the point in a sincere tone.

"Lord Caleb, the Blood Pact War is about to begin."

"The main reason we came here is to finalize the specific details of the alliance as soon as possible."

"Regarding the allocation of resource points, intelligence-sharing mechanisms, and the signing of divine contracts..."

"Hey, Teacher Su, what's the rush?"

Caleb interrupted with a smile.

He picked up the white jade wine cup in front of him and gently swirled the golden liquid inside.

"You humans have an old saying, 'When you're a guest, do as the host makes you do.' So relax here first."

Caleb raised his glass and gestured to Su Changfeng, "I've heard that drinking culture is a major characteristic of your human race."

"In recent years, this kind of culture has actually become popular among the young people of our Angel God Clan."

"Let's do as the locals do today, drink first, and not talk about business."

Su Changfeng's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, his smile somewhat forced.

He knew perfectly well that the other party was deliberately stalling.

But Su Changfeng had nowhere to retreat.

The other party is a true god, while I am just a demigod at the ninth level.

In this universe where strength reigns supreme, there is an insurmountable chasm between demigods and true gods.

If it weren't for the reputation of Starry Sky University, a true god diplomat of Caleb's caliber wouldn't have given him a second glance.

The situation is better than people.

Su Changfeng suppressed his frustration, forced a smile, and raised his glass to clink with Caleb's.

"Lord Caleb is right, I was too hasty. I toast you with this cup." Su Changfeng tilted his head back and drank the spiritual wine in his cup.

The banquet officially started.

The atmosphere, however, was unusually strange.

Across the long table, the Angel Clan members were talking quietly to themselves, completely ignoring the Starry Sky University students.

The one with dark purple hair leaned back in his chair, toying with a dark red dagger in his hand.

The atmosphere at Starry Sky University is equally unique.

Bai Ye ate heartily without any hesitation, stuffing his mouth with meat from unknown rare birds and beasts.

Chewing away, he used his mental energy to frantically send a voice transmission to Lin Yuan, complaining about the birdman opposite him.

Chu Xiaoxiao also had a lot of food laid out in front of her, and she savored each dish carefully.

Jiang Tai'a simply tilted his head to the side, leaned back in his chair, and started snoring, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Xingyun maintained elegant dining etiquette, nodding and thanking the waiters who served the food from time to time, perfectly blending into the atmosphere of this high-end banquet.

For the next half hour, Su Changfeng played the role of a dutiful straight man.

He joined in Caleb's conversation, chatting about cosmic wonders, the customs and traditions of various star sectors, and even the history of the Protoss.

Every time Su Changfeng tried to steer the conversation back to the alliance agreement, Caleb always managed to cleverly change the subject.

"Teacher Su, please try this dish. This is the tenderest part of a deep-sea behemoth..."

"Teacher Su, come, let me toast you again, wishing our friendship will last forever..."

"Professor Su, what do you think of our young family members? Compared to the geniuses at your Starry Sky University, they still have a lot to learn..."

Interrupted time and time again, Su Changfeng's expression grew increasingly grim.

He drank cup after cup of wine, and his divine power began to stagnate.

The other party was clearly playing him for a fool.

Finally, Su Changfeng put down his chopsticks.

He pushed away the empty wine glass in front of him and put away the professional, slick smile on his face.

"Lord Caleb." Su Changfeng's voice rose a few decibels, drowning out the soft music in the hall.

Caleb paused in his pouring motion.

"We've had our drinks and reminisced about the past," Su Changfeng said, looking directly into Austin's eyes, no longer beating around the bush.

"The Blood Pact War of All Races is about to begin, and time is of the essence. When will we reach an agreement and sign the Divine Pact?"