Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The next day, in the afternoon.

The central star region of Vientiane Star City.

There are no enclosed building domes here; all you can see is the vast and boundless deep space of the universe.

A colossal altar floats in the very center of the starry sea.

Countless massive meteorites slowly revolved around the altar, their rings intertwined, causing the void to tremble.

This is the location of the entrance formation for the Blood Pact War of Ten Thousand Races.

Now, teams from all ethnic groups are arriving one after another.

In the southeastern sky, the Titans descended aboard colossal cosmic beasts exceeding ten thousand feet in length.

To the northwest, countless emerald-green starry vines tore through space, and the Senluo God Clan stood atop the vines, gracefully descending.

Directly above, the Mechanicus's all-metal warship, spewing out eerie blue particle tail flames, slowly came to a stop.

Teams from top-tier races, second-tier races, and even marginal minor races from all over the universe gathered here like countless stars in the sky.

The Starry Sky University team stood in a corner on the south side of the altar.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

Once any alien team lands, the leading deity will immediately use their divine sense to search for the location of the human team.

Once the location of the Starry Sky University group was confirmed, the alien teams immediately changed direction and moved in the opposite direction.

Within just half an hour, a vacuum zone was formed within a radius of hundreds of miles around the Starry Sky University team.

No alien race dared to approach, not even daring to linger with their gaze.

Fear and alienation were written on the faces of every foreign prodigy.

Angelic race faction.

Three twelve-winged true gods stood at the front of the group, their faces grim.

"Listen up, all of you." The leading twelve-winged angel turned around and sternly warned Austin and the other young prodigies behind him.

"Before the Blood Pact War begins, no one is allowed to provoke the human race! Not even a glance is permitted! Do you understand?"

Austin and the others fell silent, nodding repeatedly.

Caleb and Adrian, the two true gods, perished on the spot before their divine kingdoms could even summon them.

The one who made the move was none other than Wen Muxue, that madwoman from the human race!

What's worse, the black and white messengers from the city lord's mansion intervened and actually ruled that Wen Muxue acted in self-defense, allowing her to leave unharmed!

This ruthless and unscrupulous approach awakened the deepest fears within many of the true leaders.

In the hearts of all the true gods who lead the way, they are cursing.

Those old guys in the upper echelons of Starry Sky University must have lost their minds.

Wen Muxue committed countless atrocities back then, incurring the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people.

Later, a restrictive treaty was signed.

Most of the time they can only stay inside Starry Sky University and retire, and even when they move around within the human territory, there are strict time restrictions.

This group of people actually dared to let this plague god come out to lead the team!

"Once the blood pact war is over, we must launch a joint impeachment!"

Several True Gods who had a history of conflict with the human race secretly established a divine thought communication network.

"That's right! We have to put pressure on Starry Sky University. Who can stand letting these murderers roam around all the time?"

"The Human Council must provide an explanation and revise the ban on Wen Muxue!"

The major races, which had some friction with the humans, were filled with worry, while the atmosphere was completely different among the second-rate races.

The Shadow Gods' forces are hidden in a twisted shadow.

The Shadow God Clan Chief looked at the ashen-faced remnants of the Angel God Clan in the distance, a sneer of schadenfreude curling at the corner of his mouth.

As a first-rate race, the Angel Gods often bullied these second-rate races.

The two sides have inherent and irreconcilable contradictions.

The loss of two true gods in one fell swoop, including a high-ranking true god like Adrian who wields the laws of war, is truly gratifying.

"Good riddance." The Shadow God Clan Chief stroked his chin, secretly pleased.

"As long as Wen Muxue's butcher's knife doesn't fall on our heads, this is a great thing."

"Ideally, in the competition, those human students could drag a few more of the angel god prodigies down with them."

The leaders of several second-rate races, such as the Winged Clan and the Troll Clan, also adopted a spectator mentality.

He would occasionally glance at the angel race's camp with a mocking look.

On the human side.

Su Changfeng stood at the very front of the line.

He was still wearing a smart black Zhongshan suit today, and his hair was neatly combed.

Before yesterday, faced with such a grand scene of all races gathering and true gods as numerous as clouds,

This insignificant demigod, who had only recently reached the ninth level of enlightenment, would definitely keep a low profile and dare not even breathe too loudly.

But today, Su Changfeng had an epiphany.

Yesterday he ran around like crazy, visiting more than a dozen ethnic groups.

They were all incredibly nice to each other, and the gifts they gave were increasingly generous, but they just wouldn't budge on forming an alliance.

Since these alien races are outwardly respectful but actually stand idly by, why should he pretend to be a grandson?

Anyway, Starry Sky University is isolated and helpless this time, and Wen Muxue is secretly supporting them.

Instead of continuing to be a humble mentor who tries to be tactful and diplomatic, why not completely let loose and be arrogant?

At least it can showcase the spirit of Starry Sky University to the entire universe, and incidentally satisfy a sense of arrogance that I've never experienced before in my life.

Su Changfeng's gaze swept across the distant Angel God Clan camp.

He cleared his throat, raised his right hand, and with a bright smile on his face, waved vigorously at the three twelve-winged true gods.

"Oh! Good morning, my lords!" Su Changfeng said, his voice amplified by divine power, carrying across half of the star field.

"Did you rest well yesterday? Have you eaten? Let's find a place to have a couple of drinks after the Blood Pact War is over!"

This warm greeting made them seem like old friends who had known each other for years.

Swish!

The gazes of countless alien races were focused on the Angel God Clan.

The three twelve-winged true gods froze, their faces turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.

Fight? Definitely not.

Wen Muxue, that killing god, might be hiding in some dimension, watching them.

If they dare to show even the slightest hostility, they will suffer the same fate as Adrian.

The three of them could only forcefully turn their necks and look into the void on the other side, pretending that they had not heard Su Changfeng's shouts at all.

If you can't afford to offend them, you can always avoid them.

Upon seeing this, Su Changfeng felt a surge of pride.

"A mere true god, nothing special!" Su Changfeng laughed inwardly.

He never dreamed in his life that he would become a demigod.

He actually dared to flirt with three true gods in public, and they didn't dare to utter a single word.

That's awesome enough for him to brag about back at Starry Sky University for a hundred years.

Behind the Starry Sky University team.

Lin Yuan was the first student to arrive at the meeting point.

He sat cross-legged on a protruding rock, closed his eyes to rest, and his aura was as calm and steady as a deep abyss.

A series of unsteady footsteps came from behind.

Lin Yuan turned his head and saw Bai Ye slowly moving over.

Bai Ye's current appearance can be described as pitiful.

He had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and his face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

His legs swayed as he walked, and he clutched his lower back tightly with one hand.

He looked like a seriously ill patient who had just been drained of energy from some extreme sport.

"Oh." Lin Yuan opened his eyes and looked Bai Ye up and down. "Your stuff has such serious side effects."

Bai Ye walked to Lin Yuan's side and slumped down on the black stone.

He tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide and let out a long yawn, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Brother Lin Yuan, please don't mention it, it's a long story." Bai Ye waved his hand, his voice so weak it sounded like he was floating.

"That old man was too ruthless! He forcibly extracted a wisp of my main soul from my spirit and sealed it into the life box."

"That feeling almost made me pass out on the spot."

Bai Ye rubbed his aching temples and continued to complain, "But it's not too bad."

"In the past day or two, I've been consuming the powerful medicines my family gave me like candy, trying my best to recover from the damage to my soul."

"The overall situation has recovered to about 70%."

"Don't be fooled by his half-dead appearance. He's just looking weak. He can still hold his own in a real fight."

After saying that, Bai Ye sighed and lowered his hand from his eyes.

He looked up, his gaze falling on Lin Yuan. Upon seeing him, Bai Ye's eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Yuan stood there, his posture upright.

His body was filled with vital energy and blood, and his divine power was as unfathomable as a deep abyss.

Not only did he show no signs of fatigue, but he was even more energetic than he was in the banquet hall yesterday.

"Holy crap!" Bai Ye yelled and jumped up from the black rock.

He moved closer to Lin Yuan and stared at Lin Yuan's face as if he were looking at a monster.

"Brother Lin Yuan, are you out of your mind? Your aura is so strong it's practically overflowing, didn't you take any precautions to protect yourself?"

Under normal circumstances, stripping away the divine realm's origin or tearing apart the main soul as a resurrection anchor point will inevitably lead to a regression in realm or a weakened aura.

Lin Yuan's current energetic and even stronger appearance clearly shows that he has left no way out!

Lin Yuan looked at Bai Ye's ghost-like expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't say anything to explain; his smile was his answer.

Bai Ye gasped.

madman.

He's a complete madman.

Everyone knows that this competition is a doomed situation, and everyone is trying to find a way out for themselves.

Lin Yuan, on the other hand, went in alone, ready to fight the alien race to the death.

After the initial shock, Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and a few ideas popped into his head.

"Brother Lin Yuan," Bai Ye said, rubbing his hands together and becoming increasingly obsequious.

"The situation in the Blood Pact War among all races is very dangerous, especially now that our human race is being targeted by all races. We can't fight against so many opponents."

Bai Ye leaned closer to Lin Yuan and lowered his voice.

"How about this? I'll contact the family right now and ask my father to intervene."

"Oh no, I've summoned all the ancestors of our Bai family!"

Bai Ye became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes shining.

"Let the spirits of our ancestors descend upon Myriad Star City, and they'll provide you with a safe and side-effect-free means of survival on the spot!"

"I guarantee it won't harm your spirit or cause you to drop in cultivation level!"

"All you need to do is join our Bai family and casually take on the title of guest elder."

"On the field, my brother and I team up; you eat the meat, and I'll have a sip of soup."

"How is it?"

After saying that, Bai Ye winked at Lin Yuan, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Bai Ye had a well-thought-out plan in mind.

As long as Lin Yuan doesn't perish prematurely, he will definitely become an unparalleled true god who can suppress an era in the future.

If we can take advantage of this opportunity to lure Lin Yuan into the Bai family...

Given Lin Yuan's demonstrated abilities, once he matures, ensuring the Bai family's continued prosperity for millennia will be no problem.

As for the issue of the loss of our ancestors.

White Night's Mutterings:

It's just a resurrection method with no side effects; at worst, it'll just require our ancestors to expend a little more of their essence.

The elderly people spend all their time in their ancestral home; their bones are practically rusting. Staying there for too long can easily cause health problems.

People should move around more.

Occasionally seeing these younger generations display their heroic spirit on the battlefield is also good for his physical and mental health.