Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Myriad Star City, the human race's star sector headquarters.

Night falls over the bustling interstellar city, where neon lights and shadows intertwine.

The atmosphere inside the human settlement plummeted to freezing point.

The Angels openly broke their alliance, and their former allies, such as the Titans and the Sorcerers, closed their doors to visitors.

The news that Starry Sky University was being rejected by all races reached all the teams participating in the Blood Pact War of All Races.

Having grown up surrounded by power and money, the scions of wealthy and powerful families understand better than anyone what this isolation and helplessness means.

In the past, during the Blood Pact Wars of All Races, the human race could rely on their allies to support each other.

Now the situation has reversed, and the Starry Sky University team has become the target of public criticism.

The arena is bound to be fraught with danger, and the alien prodigies will definitely target the human students.

Gaining any advantage on the field has become a pipe dream.

Survival and preserving the divine realm's foundation as much as possible became the sole objective of all the noble families' scions.

The rules of the Blood Pact War among all races are strict.

Any life-saving trump card or high-level recovery potion that exceeds the contestant's current skill level.

Once brought into the battlefield, they will trigger the backlash of the blood pact, causing them to perish instantly, both in body and soul.

However, these powerful and wealthy families, who are well-versed in the operation of power and resources, never lack ways to exploit loopholes.

Inside Xingyun's private training room.

Xingyun sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, with an elderly member of the Xing family dressed in a gray robe standing behind him.

A dazzling "Starry Sea Origin Stone" floats in front of him.

"Open the divine realm," the old man said in a deep voice.

A star flickered between his brows, and the divine realm passage opened.

The old man extended his withered palm, divine power surging within.

He forcibly extracted a complete chain of laws from the core of the Starfall God Domain.

The flame of faith of millions of core family members was thus extinguished.

The old man changed hand seals, forcibly pouring this enormous energy into the Star Sea Origin Stone.

Xingyun's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he let out a muffled groan. His breath noticeably weakened.

"Bear with it for a moment." The old man withdrew his palm, and dense sealing runes appeared on the surface of the source stone.

"The mother-child anchor point of this divine realm has been established, and the source stones have been left in Star City."

"In the event that your physical body perishes on the field and the divine fire is extinguished, you can rebuild the divine fire using the mother anchor point within the Originium."

"The price is a drop of two levels in cultivation, but the foundation of the Divine Realm remains, and there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future."

Xingyun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He nodded emphatically, swallowed a pill to restore his qi and blood, and seized the time to stabilize his cultivation level.

At the same time.

Su Yueying lay on a bed made of ancient, cold jade.

A dignified and beautiful woman stood by the bed, holding a jade blade, and cut her wrist.

The pure blood of the true God dripped down.

Blood traced an intricate "Moon Soul Condensation Array" on the jade bed.

The array shone brightly, enveloping Su Yueying's entire body.

The beautiful woman drew upon the primordial power within Su Yueying's divine realm, replicating a miniature divine realm ecosystem at the core of the formation.

"Yueying, you must not be reckless on the field," the beautiful woman said solemnly, giving her a warning.

"If we encounter the elite forces of the alien royal court, we must immediately withdraw and flee. As long as we can hold out until the blood pact war ends, we will have won."

Su Yueying closed her eyes and softly hummed in agreement.

It's not just wealthy and powerful families.

Even Chu Xiaoxiao, who came from a commoner background, heard a strange sound of mechanical gears meshing in the void above her head.

An eyeball made entirely of liquid metal opened in the void.

Deep within the eyeball, countless complex data streams flicker.

The higher-ups of the Cult of Machines have been eyeing this promising talent who has undergone a transformation in the Rubik's Cube world for some time now.

"Toma Source cloud backup is 100% complete."

The cold, mechanical synthesized sound echoed in the void.

Chu Xiaoxiao's [Mechanical Plague] divine domain data has been completely uploaded to the highest host of the Mechanical God Cult.

Even if the physical body is annihilated and the divine realm collapses

The Cult of Mechanics could also use the finest primordial metals to create an even more perfect body for her and re-download the divine domain data.

Bai Ye hid in a dark corner of his room. In front of him was a pitch-black life box.

The old master of the Bai family just used remote projection to cast the "Shadow Soul Substitute Death Technique," tearing apart a wisp of Bai Ye's main soul and sealing it into the Life Box.

"Ouch—that fucking hurts."

Bai Ye rubbed his temples, wincing in pain. He thought to himself:

"This blood pact war hasn't even started yet, and our own people are already half dead. What kind of situation is this?!"

……

Compared to the busyness of the freshmen, the atmosphere at the junior advance team's base was somewhat chaotic.

The defeat on the battlefield of ten thousand races two years ago had already broken the backbone of these veterans.

They thought they were well-prepared this time and could turn the tide and wipe away their previous defeat.

Upon arriving at Myriad Star City, they heard news that all races were rejecting the human race.

The psychological defenses that this group had just built up suffered another heavy blow.

The noise in the third-year conference room was deafening.

Xingjin sat in the corner of the conference table.

He crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, his brows furrowed and his eyes gloomy.

The scene of that crushing defeat two years ago is still vivid in my mind.

Companions perished, and the divine realm collapsed.

He dreamed of slaughtering the alien races in this blood pact war and washing away his shame.

Reality, however, gave him a harsh slap in the face.

Without allies, the human forces are sitting ducks.

Those monsters from the alien royal court will definitely be the first to besiege and wipe them out.

This immense sense of disparity and the pressure of life and death caused Xingjin to feel a strong sense of unease deep within his heart.

But his inherent pride wouldn't allow him to show the slightest cowardice.

He coldly stared at the panicked students on both sides of the long table.

"We can't fight! There's no way we can fight this!"

A senior member of a prestigious family named Liu Ye stood up, his eyes bloodshot, and slammed his fist on the table.

"The Angels have withdrawn, the Titans refuse to meet us! We can't find a single ally!"

Liu Ye's voice was hoarse as he looked around at the people around him who also had grim expressions.

"Once we enter the arena, those monsters from the alien royal court will definitely surround and annihilate us immediately! This is suicide!"

"I propose withdrawing from the competition!" another senior student loudly echoed.

"Where there's life, there's hope."

"If we force ourselves to participate, our lives will be ruined if the Divine Realm collapses! We can't let our family resources go to waste here!"

A chorus of agreement arose, and fear spread through the crowd.

Several senior students even took out their communicators, preparing to contact their family elders to process their withdrawal from the competition.

A flicker of disgust flashed in Xingjin's eyes. Coward.

boom!

The conference room door was shattered, with metal fragments flying everywhere.

Lu Jinfeng, the teacher in charge of the third-year students, strode in.

He was a burly man with a scar running down his nose.

Lu Jinfeng's gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Liu Ye.

With a flash, he appeared directly in front of Liu Ye.

He reached out with one hand, grabbed Liu Ye by the neck, and lifted him up with one arm.

Liu Ye's feet were dangling in the air, and his face turned bright red.

He gripped Lu Jinfeng's arm tightly with both hands, struggling desperately.

"Withdraw from the competition?" Lu Jinfeng's voice was icy, filled with murderous intent.

"You enjoy the best treatment from the federal government and consume the best resources from the school. Now that we have a formidable enemy at hand, you're telling me you're withdrawing from the competition?"

Lu Jinfeng swung his arms.

Liu Ye was sent flying, his body crashing into the metal wall.

A cracking sound rang out, and Liu Ye slid to the ground, coughing up blood.

Everyone in the meeting room fell silent, not daring to breathe.

"Anyone who dares to utter a single word about withdrawing from the competition will be executed on the spot!" Lu Jinfeng's gaze was like a knife, scraping across every face.

"Once we're on the battlefield, even if we die, we'll take a piece of the alien race's flesh!"

Lu Jinfeng turned his head and stared at Xing Jin, who was sitting in the corner.

"Xingjin, is that what you mean too?" Lu Jinfeng's voice was deep.

Xing Jin met Lu Jinfeng's extremely imposing gaze and slowly stood up.

"The word 'withdrawal' doesn't exist in the Xing family's dictionary." Xing Jin's voice wasn't loud, but it was resolute. "Fight to the death."

Lu Jinfeng stared at Xing Jin for two seconds, then nodded slightly.

"Get back to your quarters and get ready!" Lu Jinfeng roared.

The senior students, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, fled the meeting room in droves.

Lu Jinfeng forcefully suppressed the withdrawal controversy and stabilized the situation.

But he knew in his heart that the team's morale had plummeted.

If you're afraid before the battle even begins, the outcome on the field is predictable.

……

At the other end of the Myriad Star City, in the top-level training room of the Human Star Sector.

This place covers a vast area, with a man-made miniature star embedded in the dome, radiating a gentle and continuous stream of pure energy.

The ground is paved with a spirit-gathering array carved from star jade.

The surrounding walls were illuminated by the shimmering light of the force field, ensuring that no energy fluctuations would leak out.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon.

When Su Changfeng led everyone to visit the Titans and the Senluo Clan.

Lin Yuan was quite interested and followed the group the whole time.

He still held onto a sliver of hope.

They were thinking about how they might encounter a few hot-tempered alien gods who dared to attack them.

He could then repeat the same trick, allowing Bai Ye to continue provoking the other party.

Then, let Wen Muxue, who was hiding in the shadows, make a move to kill him instantly, and then he could get a few more godhood fragments for free.

Make some money off the war.

As a result, the attitudes of the Titan patriarch and the goddess of the underworld extinguished Lin Yuan's illusions.

These alien gods are all incredibly shrewd.

They adopted an extremely humble posture, with fawning smiles, and were ruthless in giving gifts.

We will not give Starry Sky University any excuse to cause trouble, and at the same time, we will resolutely reject any alliances.

Lin Yuan realized the situation clearly; these old foxes were too cowardly.

Wen Muxue's ability to instantly kill Adrian was too intimidating; all the alien gods turned into cowards, afraid of angering her in the shadows.

The entrapment enforcement plan has completely failed.

"There's no profit to be made, so running around blindly is just a waste of time," Lin Yuan thought to himself.

He decisively found an excuse about an anomaly in the divine realm, left the group ahead of time, and returned to his post.

Since we can't make a fortune from the war, we should hurry up and digest the existing spoils of war.

Inside the cultivation room, Lin Yuan stretched out his hands.

A glint of light shimmered in his palm.

He held up a milky white halo with his left hand.

Inside the halo, a miniature temple of holy light faintly appears.

He held up a ball of dark reddish-gold light with his right hand.

The surface of the light burned with illusory crimson flames, and the faint sounds of battle could be heard.

Fragments of the divine essence of Caleb and Adrian.

Amidst widespread panic and turmoil, various races plotted and schemed, powerful families fought for survival, and the Great Three collapsed.

Lin Yuan didn't care much about any of this.

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

Only by absorbing these fragments of divine essence and transforming them into their own power can they further control their own destiny in the upcoming Blood Pact War among all races.

Lin Yuan clasped his hands together and pressed the two fragments of divine essence against his chest.

A surge of chaotic energy erupted, enveloped by light.

Devouring begins.