Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

"Cough...cough cough."

Xiao Lie clenched his fist and coughed twice forcefully.

Break the eerie atmosphere in the air.

Lin Yuan snapped out of his daze, the dangerous glint in his eyes disappearing.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, suppressing the wicked thoughts in his mind about skinning and draining the alien species' entries.

"I'm sorry, Commander Xiao." Lin Yuan picked up his water glass again and took a sip to moisten his dry throat.

"I just finished cultivating, and my consciousness is still wandering in the divine realm."

"The Wasteland God Realm has a rather unique foundation, and its emotions were somewhat affected just now."

Xiao Lie picked up the water glass, ran his fingers along the inside of the glass, and nodded slightly.

As the one who personally discovered Lin Yuan, Xiao Lie knew the composition of this young man's divine realm better than anyone else.

Starting from a wasteland on the verge of collapse, we've come this far.

Pollutants, sources of distortion, unfamiliar fragments of divinity...

This kid dares to stuff all sorts of extreme and insane resources into the God Realm.

This tightrope-walking evolutionary path has made Lin Yuan's combat power far exceed that of his peers.

A boy from a humble background manages to carve out a path for himself within a federal system that monopolizes resources.

Standing at the threshold of the Blood Pact War of All Races, if one lacks this ruthlessness in their bones, they would never have come this far.

"The Wasteland God Realm is inherently domineering, so it's normal for it to be affected to some extent."

Xiao Lie drank the warm water, then his gaze returned to Lin Yuan's face, his tone becoming more probing.

"The Blood Pact War officially begins tomorrow."

"What are your specific plans for the upcoming matches, or rather, for those opponents from other races?"

Lin Yuan leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"I wouldn't call it planning, but I'm definitely looking forward to it." Lin Yuan put down his water glass, his eyes clear.

"Since awakening the divine realm, my opponents have been mostly limited to the human race."

"Whether it's the internal competition at Starry Sky University or the monsters on the front lines of the Abyss, it always lacks a bit of novelty."

Lin Yuan leaned forward and placed his hands crossed on his knees.

"Yesterday in the banquet hall, I briefly came into contact with the laws of the Angel Gods."

"It's pure, and it's also domineering."

"I've heard that the Titans' physical ascension to sainthood is unparalleled in the universe, and the life mysteries of the Senluo Gods are equally profound."

"I want to see with my own eyes just how well the core seeds of these great cosmic races have refined their nascent divine forms."

"I also want to try whether my cobbled-together wasteland god realm can directly tear apart the bloodline foundation."

Lin Yuan spoke with a firm tone, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

After hearing these words, Xiao Lie fell into a long silence.

Looking at the bright-eyed, pure-blooded young man before him, he felt as if a wad of waterlogged cotton was stuck in his chest, making him feel suffocated.

Logically, he should have burst out laughing and applauded.

As the commander-in-chief of the Starfire Legion, he spent his entire life fighting on the front lines.

What he most hoped to see was the emergence of such fearless and ever-vigorous new blood among the younger generation of humans.

Lin Yuan rose from the bottom of the slums, witnessed the prosperity of the outside world, and enjoyed the resources and benefits of Starry Sky University.

If it were anyone else, their character would have been corrupted by those wealthy and powerful families, and they would have become addicted to the glamorous world.

They became timid and hesitant, their minds filled with thoughts of how to preserve their existing wealth and status.

But Lin Yuan remained unchanged.

The young man's Daoist heart was so pure it was outrageous.

He had no interest in power and no fear of foreign tribes.

His mind was still preoccupied with winning glory for the human race and honing his divine realm on the battlefield with the blood of other races.

This should have been a blessing for the Federation.

But at this moment, what welled up in Xiao Lie's heart was the deepest sorrow and fear.

Xiao Lie was frightened.

He was afraid of Lin Yuan's purity.

Because he knew better than anyone the politicians in suits in the Federal Parliament.

Those powerful and influential family leaders had already secretly completed their exchanges of interests.

In the eyes of important figures, Lin Yuan, Bai Ye, Chu Xiaoxiao...

These exceptionally talented individuals are merely pawns on the political game board, ready to be discarded at any time.

"How can I tell you the truth?" Xiao Lie smiled bitterly to himself.

Tell this young man, who is determined to fight to the death for humanity, that there is no one behind him.

Tell him that the Federation you risked your life to protect is watching you go to your death.

Xiao Lie gripped his knees tightly with his fingers.

He visited late tonight, intending to persuade Lin Yuan to give up.

He wanted Lin Yuan to run away as far as possible from the alien royal court whenever he encountered them on the battlefield tomorrow.

Human glory and divine resources? Throw them all into the trash can.

Survive.

As long as he survives, with Lin Yuan's talent, he will surely be able to ascend to the position of True God and inherit his place.

Then we'll come back and settle accounts with those politicians and foreigners.

However, looking into Lin Yuan's expectant eyes, Xiao Lie's words of dissuasion stuck in his throat, and he couldn't bring himself to utter them.

He feared that if he opened his mouth, he would personally shatter the most precious backbone of a genius.

Time passed by, second by second.

Xiao Lie tried hard to suppress the bitterness in his heart.

He finally spoke, his tone lower than before, more like a tentative, roundabout way of asking questions.

"Lin Yuan, you went with Su Changfeng to the bases of the Titan Clan and the Senluo Clan yesterday."

Xiao Lie leaned back slightly, half of his body hidden in the shadow of the lamplight.

"You should be able to see very clearly how those alien races who once fought alongside us and signed divine alliance pacts now treat us."

Lin Yuan nodded and continued, picking up where Xiao Lie left off: "Keep your distance and pay to avoid trouble."

"They would rather offer lavish gifts than form an alliance with Starry Sky University."

"Do you understand the meaning behind this?" Xiao Lie's voice tightened.

"Understood." Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

"The Angel Gods breaking the alliance is just the beginning; those powerful races will definitely have planted traps specifically targeting us in the arena."

"Some races don't want to get involved, so they naturally want to distance themselves, leaving us as the lone force on the field."

Xiao Lie looked at Lin Yuan's calm face, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

"It's not just about being an isolated force." Xiao Lie closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"Tonight, your teammates, as well as the senior students who participated in the previous Blood Pact War, are all busy."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, waiting for what was to come.

"Your teammates, Xingyun, Su Yueying, and the veterans who participated in the previous Blood Pact War."

"The powerful families and conglomerates behind them have already used their resources to prepare a way out for them."

"They use various methods to ensure that even if they perish physically or their divine flame is extinguished on the field, they can rebuild their foundation in the outside world."

Xiao Lie finished speaking in one breath and then let out a long sigh.

These top families and super powers used every means at their disposal.

They paid a heavy price just to leave their descendants a way to be resurrected.

In past blood pact wars involving all races, such behavior was considered a great disgrace.

The proud and arrogant geniuses of great clans, who would be afraid before the battle even begins and prepare their coffin money in advance?

Even dying on the battlefield is better than this pathetic existence that ruins one's future.

But today, everyone is doing it.

Because they know that tomorrow's match will be a deadly trap.

Xiao Lie stared straight into Lin Yuan's eyes, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.

"Lin Yuan".

Xiao Lie paused, as if using all his strength, before uttering the last four words.

Do you need it?

These four words carry the weight of Mount Tai.

As the commander of the Starfire Legion, Xiao Lie naturally possessed similar trump cards for self-preservation.

If Lin Yuan agrees, he can act now to help Lin Yuan preserve the Divine Realm Fire Seed.

But once those four words are spoken, the nature of the situation changes completely.

This is tantamount to Xiao Lie personally admitting his betrayal of the Federation.

It's as if this iron-willed commander is advising his most promising student.

Give up resistance, give up glory, and become a coward who only seeks to save his own life.

Lin Yuan sat silently on the sofa.

He looked at Xiao Lie.

Looking at the middle-aged man's slightly tired expression, and his slightly hunched back as if bearing the weight of the entire starry sky.

Lin Yuan understood completely.

From Xiao Lie's unusual behavior when he entered, to his subtle probing, and finally to that incredibly heavy question, "Do you need it?"

The truth is so unbearable.

A sentence suddenly popped into Lin Yuan's mind.

The general's dream was boiled in lukewarm water.

He didn't actually know anything about Xiao Lie's past.

Lin Yuan didn't know how many demon gods Xiao Lie had slain on the front lines of the abyss, nor how many fatal scars Xiao Lie had.

They had no idea what kind of magnificent vow Xiao Lie had made to the starry sky.

But in his heart, Lin Yuan truly felt the man's exhaustion.

A supreme expert who should have been dominating the battlefield, enjoying the pleasures of revenge.

Now, caught in the political vortex behind the scenes, he is forced to lower his proud head and hide his sharp fangs in order to protect a younger generation.

Those high-ranking politicians used their power, their interests, and their sense of the bigger picture to gradually smooth out Xiao Lie's rough edges.

They threw this iron-willed general into lukewarm water, slowly boiling him down, drying out his passion, and breaking his resolve.

An indescribable emotion welled up in Lin Yuan's heart.

There was sorrow, there was anger, but more than anything, there was an extreme clarity.

rule.

This is the rule of the universe.

The law of the jungle prevails not only between different races and humans, but also in the struggles within the human race itself.

As long as you are not strong enough, as long as you are still subject to others.

Your passion, your loyalty, your life—they are all just bargaining chips on someone else's negotiating table.

Lin Yuan slowly stood up.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the brightly lit Vientiane Star City.

Countless spacecraft shuttled through interstellar orbits, creating a scene of such splendor that it resembled a dreamlike illusion.

"Commander Xiao."

Lin Yuan didn't turn around; his voice echoed in the empty living room.

"I don't need it."

Four words: crisp, decisive, and resolute.

Xiao Lie's body jolted, and he raised his head in disbelief.

Lin Yuan turned around, his back to the myriad stars outside the window.

His face was hidden in the backlight, only his eyes shone brightly, so brightly that it made one's heart tremble.

"I don't need a trump card to revive myself, I don't need a way out."

Lin Yuan took a step forward, and his aura suddenly changed.

It is an absolute confidence that breaks all constraints and transcends all rules.

"I don't even need those so-called allies, I don't need my own teammates."

Lin Yuan looked directly into Xiao Lie's eyes, speaking each word with conviction.

"The Blood Pact War among all races, whether it's a royal court of alien races or a great race of the universe."

"I'll take them all on myself."

Inside the room, the power of the starry sky surged.

Lin Yuan did not give a long explanation of why he had the confidence to say such things, nor did he condemn the shamelessness of the federal high command.

He simply stood there, stating in the calmest tone a fact that was about to happen.

Xiao Lie sat blankly on the sofa.

He looked at the tall, upright young man before him, at those eyes that showed no fear, only boundless ambition.

Suddenly, Xiao Lie smiled.

At first, it was just a slight upturn of the corners of his mouth, then his shoulders began to shrug.

Finally, he tilted his head back and let out a deep, resonant laugh filled with boundless joy.

The weariness, struggle, and helplessness in Xiao Lie's eyes were washed away by this laughter at that moment.

Slow water can cook a politician's schemes, but it can't break down a true general's backbone.

Xiao Lie stood up and strode over to Lin Yuan.

The two men's eyes met.

There were no superfluous words, nor any pretentious attempts to dissuade him.

it is more than words.

Xiao Lie raised his right hand and slapped Lin Yuan hard on the shoulder.

The force was so great that Lin Yuan's shoulder slumped slightly.

"Good lad!"

Xiao Lie's eyes burned with passion, as if he had rediscovered the fervor he felt when he first went to war on the front lines of the abyss.

"Then let's fight our way through the Blood Pact War of All Races!"

Xiao Lie withdrew his hand, his voice like the clash of metal, filled with boundless expectation and pride.

"Go tell all the races of the universe, tell those scum who are scheming behind the scenes."

"Your name is Lin Yuan."