Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Inside the cultivation room, the starlight flickered intermittently.

Lin Yuan's breathing was heavy, like a cow panting, and with each exhale, a stream of scorching dark gold energy gushed from his nostrils.

The divine power within his body fell into an unprecedented state of chaos.

Within the meridians, the holy white light and the crimson of war tore at each other, rampaging and crashing through the blood vessels.

Lin Yuan frowned, pressing his hands to his knees, desperately suppressing the rampant energy within his body.

The law of fusion is ultimately a high-stakes gamble, like walking a tightrope.

Just now, he tried to break down the boundaries between blood and bone, holy glory, and war.

The results are obvious.

Failed.

But Lin Yuan was not discouraged.

Although he failed to create a completely new system of rules, the process of forcibly kneading the system allowed him to explore several new methods of combined application.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand.

A milky white halo appeared on the tip of the index finger.

He activated the source of blood in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a wisp of scarlet blood energy surged to his fingertips, crashing into the ball of white light.

It's sizzling!

The originally sacred and pure white light was instantly stained with an eerie scarlet.

Inside the halo, the explosive properties of flames and the corrosive properties of blood are perfectly combined.

"Purifying Blood Holy Flame." Lin Yuan's lips curled up.

This move, when it hits an enemy, can cause extreme high-temperature burns.

Furthermore, the unique penetrating power of holy light can directly ignite the blood within the opponent's body.

As long as there is blood flowing in the target's body, this flame can burn all the way to the heart, even evaporating the soul.

Healing and destruction, the sacred and the bloody.

Two completely different concepts are perfectly superimposed.

For example, he can cover his physical body with a layer of "blood armor".

Use the Law of the End to extract the enemy's life force and convert it into the restorative power of the Law of Holy Light.

As long as there are survivors on the battlefield, he can continue fighting indefinitely, becoming stronger with each battle.

These are all real increases in combat power.

The creation of new laws, however, touched upon the most fundamental taboos of the universe's operation.

These methods.

Essentially, it still falls within the framework of the established rules of the universe.

What he really wanted to do just now was to completely shatter these rules.

Throw it into the furnace of origin and end, and it will forge something entirely new that even the will of the universe has never seen before.

Unfortunately, it was missing the last step.

Just as the three fundamental laws were about to melt, a repulsive force from the depths of the universe appeared out of nowhere.

It directly severed Lin Yuan's divine soul connection, causing the nascent divine core of myriad paths to operate under overload and nearly collapse.

To suppress the backlash, Lin Yuan burned off one-third of the divine power in the divine power pool in one go.

Most of the faith power accumulated over the past few days was also lost.

We've lost a fortune.

Lin Yuan rubbed his throbbing temples, quickly reviewing the failed attempt in his mind.

"The problem lies in the hardware not keeping up," Lin Yuan muttered to himself, drawing his conclusion.

The nascent form of the Myriad Paths of Godhood ultimately carries the word "nascent form".

Its inclusiveness is truly extraordinary, capable of accommodating all sorts of chaotic rules.

However, to break through the fundamental logical barriers of the universe, given one's current status, is nothing short of a pipe dream.

A demigod at the seventh level is at best a slightly stronger ant.

An ant tries to change the rules set by an elephant, but the elephant can wipe you out with a single sneeze.

Lin Yuan calculated that in order to truly take that step, he would create a completely new set of rules that belonged to him alone.

At least until one crosses the demigod barrier, ignites the divine fire, raises the divine throne, and truly transforms into a god.

At that time, the nascent form of the Myriad Paths Godhood will shed its outer shell and transform into the true Myriad Paths Godhood.

Perhaps, only then can he ignore the rejection of the universe's will and fabricate rules at will.

"The road ahead is long and arduous." Lin Yuan stretched.

Although he suffered some backlash, he had no regrets.

At least, this was a risky attempt.

Let him figure out the details of the two major laws of Holy Glory and War, and find the complementary points between them.

Most importantly, he proved the feasibility of this path.

"I call this strategic trial and error."

Lin Yuan shamelessly gave himself a mental thumbs up.

"At the seventh level of demigod, they dared to force breeding against the laws of true gods."

"Looking across this starry sky, throughout history, perhaps only I, Lin, have this kind of courage."

After completing his self-hypnosis, Lin Yuan was in a great mood.

While he was immersed in deducing the laws, he vaguely sensed an unusual tremor coming from the Wasteland God Realm.

At that crucial moment, he had no time to pay attention.

Now that I have some free time, I might as well go in and see what those little brats have gotten up to this time.

Connecting to the core of the divine realm, consciousness descends.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, Lin Yuan was suspended ten thousand meters above the Wasteland God Realm.

The moment he opened his eyes, he sensed that this world was extraordinary.

On this vast continent of over 50 million square kilometers, the air is filled with a slightly different scent.

Above the sky, amidst the clouds interwoven with dark red and pure black, bursts of dazzling milky white light occasionally flashed.

On the earth, the dark reddish-gold war aura almost solidified into a tangible form.

They stirred up gusts of foul wind, sweeping across plains, mountains, and rivers.

Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

As deities absorb fragments of divine essence, the divine realm naturally evolves in sync.

The addition of the elements of Holy Light and War has made the environment of this breeding ground even more extreme.

But this is just a routine change.

What Lin Yuan was truly concerned about was the fluctuation that was surging straight into the Divine Realm from the center of the Divine Realm.

That was caused by the demon tree.

With a flash, Lin Yuan arrived directly above the central basin.

The moment he appeared, the voice of the demonic tree entered his mind.

"Lord... I'm hungry..."

"I'm so hungry..."

Chaotic energy surged wildly across the surface of the demon tree's bark.

That metallic face, larger than a mountain, was pitifully gazing up at Lin Yuan in the sky.

Starry Sky's eyes were full of anticipation.

The Demon Tree consumed a significant amount of its primordial energy when it kneaded the laws of war into a mark.

It now feels like its trunk is about to shrivel from hunger.

Lin Yuan looked at this enormous thing and his lips twitched.

This guy really never forgets to eat.

However, as a qualified creator, Lin Yuan was well-versed in the art of managing subordinates.

To deal with such a simple-minded foodie, the pie must be drawn to be round and big.

He hovered in front of the giant metal face, his tone gentle yet alluring.

"Don't worry, I know you've worked hard." Lin Yuan raised his hand and patted the bark of the magic tree.

"You did a great job just now, I saw it all. This little bit of exertion is nothing, I'll take you out for a nice meal tomorrow."

The Demon Tree blinked its starry eyes, its mental fluctuations conveying a hint of doubt.

"Tomorrow, the battlefield of all races in the real world will begin." Lin Yuan spread his arms, outlining a grand blueprint.

"Do you know what kind of place that is? It's full of the royal families of foreign races, and it's full of incredibly lucrative core areas of divine realms."

"At that time, you can simply plant your roots in the void and eat as much as you want."

"What demigods at sixth or seventh level, divine realms, I'll pack them all up and stuff them into your mouth."

"I'm afraid you'll eat too much and the tree trunk won't be able to stand up straight."

The magic tree was stunned.

The longing on the metallic face vanished instantly.

The spinning speed in the starry sky's eyes soared, emitting a buzzing sound.

"I'm so full..."

It seemed to be trying to understand the meaning of those two words.

A moment later, the metallic face gave a human-like, goofy laugh.

"Okay... go to sleep... wait for food..."

The emotional turmoil gradually subsided.

The enormous face of the demonic tree slowly shrank back into the depths of its trunk, the canopy stopped swaying, and the chaotic air currents calmed down once more.

At this moment, within the simple sea of ​​consciousness of the Demon Tree, a scene that made the tree drool was unfolding.

Countless world cores lined up and jumped into its giant maw.

It chews on an icy plane on its left, slurps up a lava world on its right, and its roots are tied to several demigod-level divine realms as dessert.

Over the long years, in addition to growing taller, the magic tree also acquired a useful little ability: to dream.

After dealing with this top worker, Lin Yuan finally had time to carefully examine the changes on the demon tree.

His gaze fell on the tree trunk, which was a million meters tall.

Thunder, extreme cold, space, metal and stone, and withered bones—the imprints of the five laws intertwined and shone on the tree trunk.

Beside the mark of the withered bones, a brand new totem suddenly appeared.

The marks of war.

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"They actually solidified the marks of war?"

He originally thought that the demonic tree would at most absorb some of the remnants of the laws of war to enhance the destructive power of its root system.

To truly condense the imprint of a law representing a complete Great Dao, it requires at least a hundred years of slow digestion.

Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, the Demon Tree produced this thing.

Lin Yuan had barely finished expressing his amazement when he quickly discovered the blind spot.

On the tree trunk, there were only marks of war, and no trace of the Holy Light Law could be found.

Lin Yuan stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then understood the key to it.

This shouldn't be entirely due to the magic tree.

Although the Demon Tree is powerful, it is impossible for it to create a Law Mark in such a short time.

The only explanation is that the laws of war are too compatible with the wasteland realm.

The Zerg's devouring, the Frenzies' mutual fighting, the Bone Fish's slaughter.

Over the course of nearly ten thousand years, every inch of soil in the Wasteland God Realm has been permeated with the obsession with killing and destruction.

The magic tree merely acts as a catalyst, going with the flow.

By forcibly combining the inherent strengths of the divine realm with the external origins of war, this mark of war was ultimately born.

As for the Holy Light Law.

That power, full of purification and light, is completely different from the art style of Wasteland God Realm.

The magic tree probably found it extremely annoying, so it ignored it.

"Well done." Lin Yuan praised the Demon Tree's autonomy once again.

He closed his eyes, and his divine soul perception network spread out, covering the entire divine realm of more than 50 million square kilometers.

He wanted to see how the marks of war would change the lives of these families.

The sensor network swept across the central basin, around the River Styx, and into the far north.

Lin Yuan carefully sensed the fluctuations deep within the souls of his family members.

Those high-level creatures that have reached the extraordinary or epic ranks have almost all comprehended the laws of war.

Deep within their souls, an inextinguishable flame of war ignites.

Those creatures that have not comprehended the laws of war are all newly born low-ranking servants.

Most of them haven't yet experienced the "local specialties" of the Wasteland God Realm, and their understanding of war is still in its infancy.