Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Within the realm of God.

The Styx River was turbulent, and the spiritual energy of the Dark Abyss was churning like boiling water.

The transformation brought about by the Bloodthirsty Skeleton Fish was definitely a great joy for Lin Yuan.

The overall combat power ceiling of the Divine Realm has been raised significantly.

However, for the liquid gold crabs, who also occupy the same ecological niche in the Styx River, this was a complete catastrophe.

The original Bone Fish clan had already defeated the Liquid Gold Crab by evolving into two major branches: the Dark Blood Skeleton Fish and the Void Abyss Undead. They were completely routed.

Now that the laws of war have been applied, the situation presents an overwhelming one-sided crushing advantage.

The Blood-Stained Bone Fish perfectly embodies this law; its life-and-death reversal, combined with the flames of war, makes it an unkillable, heavily armored monster in the River Styx.

The liquid gold crab was already at a disadvantage, and now it's even worse.

The Liquid Gold Crabs, which once dominated half of the Styx River, have now shrunk to almost nothing and lost all their territory.

They can only hide in the deepest mud of the River Styx, surviving by eating scraps.

These former overlords of the Styx River have successfully been promoted to the "Prison" generation.

Standing on the cloud, Lin Yuan looked down at the pitiful sight of several liquid gold crabs being beaten by a group of juvenile Netherblood Bone Fish and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

The laws of war seem to have little effect on the Liquid Gold Crab compared to its other members.

The life forms of these crabs are too simple, lacking the extreme resilience of bony fish that teeter on the edge of life and death.

Even if war were to ignite after death, the deformed crabs that were reconstructed would not be able to withstand a few physical bites from the Bloodstained Fish.

For the Liquid Gold Crab to rise again and restore its former dominance over the Bone Fish, it seems to be a long and arduous journey.

It could even be said that it's a long way off.

These caged crabs are trapped in their cages forever.

Lin Yuan watched for a while, then looked away.

His divine realm believes in the iron law of natural selection and survival of the fittest, and it is impossible for him to actively interfere with the development between the races in the divine realm.

Resources are limited; whoever has the biggest fist gets the meat.

However, Liquid Gold Crab is at least one of the original shareholders in the Divine Realm.

When I first started out, these crabs also made great contributions.

"I hope you can find a way to break this deadlock soon and get back on your feet as crabs again," Lin Yuan silently wished in his heart.

If these prison crabs really can't survive and are wiped out, then that's their own fate.

Wasteland God Realm does not nurture useless people.

Before his consciousness left the divine realm, Lin Yuan took one last look at the Sumeru world of the Demon Tree.

Deep within the isolated and expansive space, a tyrant reigns supreme.

Its body sometimes appears to be over 10,000 meters tall, and sometimes shrinks to about 100 meters, making it look erratic.

This guy is still in seclusion.

He was always just one step away from breaking through to the legendary level.

The various laws within its body have merged to an extreme point, and its foundation is frighteningly profound, yet it has been unable to find an opportunity to break through.

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes, his divine pupils piercing through the barriers of the Sumeru World.

The tyrant is not lacking energy, but rather a profound understanding of the laws of nature.

It lacks a true life-or-death struggle.

A divine war that can ignite all its potential and completely shatter the shackles of the mortal world.

The infighting within the divine realm is no longer enough for it; neither the Insect King nor the Demon Tree will kill it.

"It seems that your breakthrough opportunity lies in the Blood Pact War of Myriad Races."

The elites of those alien royal courts, the offspring of high-ranking demigods and even true gods, are the best whetstones for a tyrant.

Lin Yuan withdrew his sensory network, and his consciousness left the divine realm.

The feeling of weightlessness was fleeting.

The training room in the real world.

The spirit-gathering formation was still in operation, with dense star energy swirling around it.

Lin Yuan stood up and stretched his limbs.

After devouring the two fragments of godhood from Caleb and Adrian, his nascent godhood of myriad paths grew even stronger.

His demigod level of seventh stage was as stable as Mount Tai, and he could reach the threshold of eighth stage at any time.

Lin Yuan felt the surging divine power within his body and nodded to himself.

The phased goal of enhancing our capabilities has been achieved.

He was never the kind of cultivation fanatic who only knew how to shut himself away in seclusion.

Spiritual practice emphasizes a balance of tension and relaxation.

Tomorrow marks the official start of the Blood Pact War among all races.

The next period of time will most likely be spent in endless fighting and scheming.

Going to sleep now, getting a good night's rest, and rejuvenating yourself would be a wonderful thing.

Lin Yuan pushed open the metal door of the training room.

The room was dimly lit, and he paused slightly after taking just one step.

A familiar figure stood in front of the spacious floor-to-ceiling window.

The man had his back to Lin Yuan and was gazing out the window at the dazzling starry sky of Wanxiang Star City.

His posture was upright, like a long spear.

Xiao Lie.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

The commander-in-chief of the Spark Legion was extremely busy with numerous affairs.

Based on his past behavior, he should be on the front lines of the abyss right now, wielding his greatsword to slay the abyss demon.

Why would someone come to your villa in the middle of the night?

Lin Yuan stepped forward.

"Commander Xiao," Lin Yuan greeted him.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Lie turned around. A smile forced onto his usually cold and hard face.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your cultivation without being invited," Xiao Lie said apologetically.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.

So polite? That doesn't seem right.

In his memory, Xiao Lie was not the kind of brute who was all muscle and no brains.

But he is also definitely a decisive, domineering, and ruthless person.

He usually speaks in a booming voice, but he can also slam his fist on the table and curse.

He actually spoke in this tone today.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Lin Yuan didn't beat around the bush; he walked over to the sofa, sat down, and poured two glasses of water.

"Commander Xiao, just say what's on your mind." Lin Yuan picked up his water glass and took a sip. "What happened?"

Xiao Lie walked over and sat down opposite Lin Yuan.

He looked into Lin Yuan's calm eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

This legion commander, who had traversed the vast galaxy, seemed somewhat flustered at this moment.

He placed his hands on his knees, his knuckles pressing slightly.

After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke.

"Lin Yuan, do you have any specific thoughts on tomorrow's Blood Pact War among the myriad races?"

idea?

Lin Yuan put down his water glass and leaned back on the sofa. This question was too broad.

His idea was actually very simple and straightforward.

Once inside, locate the positions of those alien prodigies.

Then we'll fight them one by one.

Once they're crippled, they'll be thoroughly searched for and robbed of all their storage rings, life-saving trump cards, and divine resources.

Tu Guang and his companions devoured all the divine essence of their carefully cultivated retinue, using it to nourish their own wasteland divine realm.

Finally, and most importantly.

To squeeze every last drop of value from those alien prodigies.

Using his cheat code, he extracted all the high-level terms from their corpses.

What top-tier divine realm talent, what rare fragments of laws, and those nascent divine essence entries that have been formed.

Extract everything that is useful.

Especially the nascent form of divinity.

What he had condensed was the rudimentary form of a myriad of divine sparks, a thing with limitless potential, but also an outrageously large appetite.

A massive amount of power of laws is needed to fill the gap.

If you try to figure it out on your own, when will you ever achieve complete understanding?

The fastest shortcut is to rob it.

They went to plunder the fruits of the years of hard work and cultivation of those alien geniuses.

Extract the nascent divine essence from them and integrate it into your own myriad paths furnace.

This is the only truth for getting rich.

However, having thought of this, Lin Yuan carefully considered it.

Among those alien prodigies, the rudimentary divine forms of low-level demigods were too crude, and the content of their laws was too low.

Even if we extract it, it will be a drop in the ocean.

I still have to put in a lot of effort to re-analyze and understand it.

Extremely low cost-performance ratio.

Only those at the seventh level of demigodhood or above can truly form a divine personality with a clear legal framework.

Extracting entries of this level and using them directly to improve one's own Myriad Paths of Divinity is the most efficient way.

"Hopefully, there will be more alien races at the seventh level of demigod status in this blood pact war."

Lin Yuan prayed silently in his heart.

If the entire group consists of alien deities at the fifth or sixth level of demigod status, then the benefits of this blood pact battle will be greatly reduced.

Following this line of thought, Lin Yuan suddenly realized a problem.

What level is the seventh level of demigod in the new team?

He began to recall the composition of his team.

I am currently a seventh-level demigod with profound foundations, and my combat power allows me to kill enemies of higher levels.

The young master of Xingyun, who comes from an ancient family, has awakened an SS-level divine domain, so his strength must be considerable.

But what exactly was the next level? Lin Yuan found himself completely clueless.

Jiang Tai'a, who spends all his time curled up in a corner blowing bubbles and sleeping, is even more mysterious.

As for the specific cultivation levels of Chu Xiaoxiao and Su Yue, I don't seem to know anything about them either.

Even Bai Ye, who was closest to him and always called him "Brother Lin Yuan," was among them.

Besides knowing that this kid's escape speed is unparalleled, his tricks are endless, and he's a master of "talking nonsense," his true cultivation level is also a mystery.

Lin Yuan reached out and rubbed his temples.

I've really been a terrible captain.

Since the end of the selection competition, he has consistently maintained a hands-off attitude, as if it were none of his business.

He had absolutely no idea about his teammates' combat strength, law attributes, or divine domain specialties.

I'm going to the battlefield tomorrow, and I don't even know how many hits my teammates can withstand.

However, Lin Yuan didn't really take it to heart; one must be strong to succeed.

He thought of the angels he had encountered in the banquet hall yesterday.

Austin, the black-and-purple-haired birdman captain who was forcibly suppressed by his own domain and almost disintegrated on the spot.

Their strength is barely passable.

Judging from the aura released by Bai Ye after provoking the group of birdmen.

In the Angel God Clan's team, there were probably two or three who had reached the seventh level of demigod.

This is just one of the Angel Gods.

All the races of the universe, the Titans, the Protoss, the Protoss...

The core seeds cultivated by these great clans through the expenditure of resources are no less than those of the Angel God Clan.

If you calculate it this way, there are quite a few demigods at the seventh level on the battlefield.

It's even possible that a peerless genius at the eighth level of the demigod realm might emerge.

Lin Yuan became more and more excited as he thought about it, his thoughts racing.

I've already started planning in my mind which method would be most efficient for drawing entries when facing enemies of different races.

Sitting opposite Lin Yuan, Xiao Lie's gaze shifted as he looked at him.

Sometimes he was puzzled, sometimes he was deep in thought, and finally a kind of frenzied light emerged that sent chills down one's spine.

Xiao Lie's heart skipped a beat. What dangerous thing was this kid thinking about?