Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

After listening to Bai Ye's eloquent attempt to win him over, Lin Yuan reached out and brushed the stardust off his sleeves, speaking casually.

"Have you forgotten who you are now?"

Bai Ye was stunned, and the words he was about to say instantly caught in his throat.

He slapped his thigh hard, his frustration evident.

I'm so confused!

This guy has a military background!

If Lin Yuan had no powerful backing, even if the other party held a sinecure, the Bai family would still dare to forcibly take him away.

With the established foundation of a powerful clan, even if they offer ten or even a hundred times the resources, they can still forcefully recruit a guest elder.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuan had already taken on the form of the military.

With the commander-in-chief of the Spark Legion, Xiao Lie, personally endorsing the event, their military background is truly impressive.

If we rashly try to poach their talent now, and Xiao Lie personally leads a group to the Bai family's ancestral home for tea, the old ancestor will surely skin him alive.

"That was too hasty." Bai Ye muttered, rubbing his aching lower back, and swallowed the rest of his recruitment pitch.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

The commotion from the distant alien camp made the corner where the two were located seem even more desolate.

Bai Ye looked down at the black stone beneath his feet, his eyes flickering.

A few seconds later, he looked up again, his cynical smile gone.

"My protectors are waiting outside Star City." Bai Ye's tone was more serious than ever before.

"He can intervene at any time and directly help you condense a soul anchor point, but there will definitely be side effects..."

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and continued, "But this time it's my personal sponsorship, no additional conditions required."

"You don't need to join the Bai family, nor do you need to remember my favor."

Even Bai Ye himself found it unbelievable when he said those words.

Young masters from prominent families never engage in unprofitable business, but he made an exception today.

Looking at Lin Yuan's abundant vitality, he felt a pure sense of mutual appreciation.

The boy in front of me, who came from the slums, was exceptionally talented and had a heart as firm as a rock.

Such a person is born to stand atop the starry sky, overlooking all worlds.

Lower-level True God, Middle-level True God, Upper-level True God... even reaching the supreme realm above the main god.

Lin Yuan's stage is in the boundless universe, in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

He shouldn't have died in this narrow arena filled with scheming, a chessboard for powerful figures to vie for power.

It's not worth it at all.

Lin Yuan looked into Bai Ye's eyes.

His eyes, which were usually darting around and full of shrewd calculation, were now filled with sincerity and anxiety.

Lin Yuan's heart stirred slightly.

Since awakening in the Divine Realm, he has become accustomed to fighting alone and exchanging favors.

Aside from his best friend Fatty Wang, he rarely opened up to anyone.

The white night before me could perhaps be considered a second friend.

Lin Yuan suppressed his smile.

"Keep your good intentions." Lin Yuan looked directly at Bai Ye, his tone resolute. "I won't die."

He stood up and turned his gaze toward the alien camp in the distance.

"They're the only ones who will die there."

After speaking, Lin Yuan sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

With divine power circulating within his body and the power of laws flowing through his limbs and bones, he directly entered a state of deep meditation.

Bai Ye stared blankly at Lin Yuan.

"They're the only ones who will die there."

These words exploded in Bai Ye's mind like a thunderclap.

He sensed the invincible belief emanating from Lin Yuan.

Compared to his own cowardly actions of tearing apart his main soul and leaving himself a way out, Bai Ye felt an unprecedented sense of shame.

Even someone as shameless as himself, a scion of a prominent family, felt embarrassed.

"Damn it, when it comes to showing off, I'm no match for you," Bai Ye muttered.

He unusually stopped talking nonsense and, imitating Lin Yuan, sat cross-legged on the black stone and entered a meditative state.

time flies.

The light and shadow on the interstellar orbit constantly changed, and the central star field of the Myriad Star City became increasingly crowded.

A few minutes later, the other team members from Starry Sky University arrived one after another.

Xingyun walked at the front, his steps heavy and his face pale.

Xingyun looked up and immediately saw Lin Yuan and Bai Ye sitting cross-legged on the rock.

His gaze was fixed on Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's aura was as deep as the ocean, and his blood and energy were as vigorous as a humanoid giant beast in the starry sky. There was no sign of weakness after using a life-saving technique.

Is this guy crazy?

"Are you really planning to go in and die?" Xingyun's pupils contracted, his heart filled with horror.

At the same time, a strong sense of jealousy grew wildly from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone is afraid and retreating, so why should you, Lin Yuan, dare to be so arrogant?

What makes you think you can maintain peak condition for the Blood Pact Battle?

Xingyun gritted his teeth and walked silently to Lin Yuan's side and behind him.

He tugged at his gray collar, then sat down cross-legged, forcing himself into meditation.

He couldn't afford to lose to Lin Yuan in terms of presence; even if he had to put on an act, he had to appear composed.

Then, Jiang Tai'a strolled over leisurely.

He let out a burp and squinted as he scanned the room.

Completely ignoring the tense and oppressive atmosphere around him, he found a flat meteorite and lay down sprawled out on his back.

Less than three seconds later, a soft snoring sound began.

It is worth noting that Jiang Tai'a's aura was extremely stable, without any fluctuations.

A moment later, Chu Xiaoxiao and Su Yueying arrived together.

The two women were stunningly beautiful, but their temperaments were completely different.

Chu Xiaoxiao was dressed in a silver-gray fitted combat suit, with a faint blue glint occasionally flashing in her eyes.

Her steps were light, her breathing slightly uneven, but she maintained an overall very high level of skill.

Su Yueying wore a moon-white long dress and had a cool and aloof expression.

She expended a significant amount of divine essence in order to replicate the core of the Moon Soul Condensation Array.

His steps were slightly unsteady, and his face was even paler than Xingyun's.

The two stopped on the outskirts of the crowd, their eyes meeting.

Chu Xiaoxiao smiled and said in a clear voice, "It seems I'm still the better one."

Su Yueying snorted coldly, refusing to back down: "We all used our trump cards, it's a case of the pot calling the kettle black, why be so smug?"

Su Yueying raised her slender fingers and pointed at Lin Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of her, and Jiang Tai'a, who was fast asleep.

"If you're so capable, then learn from those two."

Chu Xiaoxiao looked in the direction Su Yueying was pointing.

When she sensed the soaring, powerful energy emanating from Lin Yuan, the light in her eyes faltered.

Chu Xiaoxiao remained silent for a moment, then looked calmly at Su Yueying.

"I have absolutely no intention of competing with him," Chu Xiaoxiao said bluntly.

She knew all too well how terrifying Lin Yuan was; comparing herself to such a monster would only bring her trouble.

After speaking, Chu Xiaoxiao walked to Lin Yuan's side, found a place to sit down, and closed her eyes to meditate.

Su Yueying gave Lin Yuan a deep look.

She sighed softly, put away the thorn in her heart, walked to Chu Xiaoxiao's side, and also entered a meditative state.

In the blink of an eye, the highly anticipated team from Starry Sky University fell into a quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Everyone was meditating, even the most unconventional Bai Ye kept quiet.

The alien prodigies around them originally wanted to see the human team make a fool of themselves.

Now, everyone was stunned by the chilling atmosphere brewing in the silence, and they all withdrew their gazes, not daring to look any longer.

At the front, Su Changfeng stood at the very head of the group.

He glanced back at the group of freshmen, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Young people these days are all so eccentric.

Su Changfeng felt ashamed inwardly.

I recall when I participated in a small competition back then.

Before the competition, I was so nervous that my legs went weak and I could barely speak.

And look at these little monsters in front of me.

Some were ready to die, some were fast asleep, and others were secretly competing and meditating.

Faced with the desperate situation of being isolated from all races, this team not only did not collapse, but instead gathered a resolute aura of fighting to the death.

Su Changfeng pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and straightened his back.

The students were so assertive, so he, as their mentor, couldn't afford to lose face.

It was 3:45 PM.

A void rift suddenly appeared in the sky above the central star region of Myriad Star City.

The terrifying pressure of the laws poured down like a waterfall from the heavens, instantly enveloping the entire star field.

The noisy battleground of the myriad races instantly fell silent.

All the leaders of the true gods looked up in awe.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, slowly stepped out from the gap in the void.

The Black and White Messengers of the City Lord's Mansion in Myriad Star City.

Blackie wore a smiling mask with its mouth stretched to its ears, while Whitey wore a crying mask with its eyes downcast.

The two, clad in floor-length robes, resembled two supreme gods who wielded the ironclad laws of the universe, looking down upon the countless creatures of all races below.

"The time has come."

"The Blood Pact War of All Races begins now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaobai raised his right hand and gently tapped the air.

hum!

The colossal altar suspended in the very center of the starry sea trembled violently.

The surface of the altar lit up with countless intricate divine patterns.

These divine runes intertwined and recombine, soaring into the sky to form a network of contracts that covers the entire star field.

The Blood Pact of All Races is a manifestation of the supreme rules of the universe.

Its existence is the sole cornerstone for maintaining the fairness of this brutal trial.

The first rule of the blood pact: bone age calibration.

The universe is full of diverse life forms.

Some races are born demigods, while others take tens of thousands of years to reach adulthood.

If age is calculated solely based on absolute time, the competition will be utterly unfair.

The blood pact network emitted a soft light, sweeping over the bodies of each contestant.

It directly reads the life scale deep within the soul and converts it into a unified universal standard age level.

Any being that attempts to cheat by manipulating the flow of time, or that disguises itself as a powerful elder as a newborn being.

They will all be exposed under the test of life's scale and be instantly obliterated by the law of causality.

The second rule of the blood pact: external forces must eliminate.

Powerful families and wealthy clans, as well as royal courts of foreign tribes, never lack extraordinary trump cards for survival.

An attack scroll that surpasses the current level, a miraculous medicine that can bring the dead back to life, and a divine strike sealed by an elder.

The blood pact network sends down countless invisible threads of cause and effect, penetrating the contestants' spatial rings, divine cores, and even the depths of their souls.

Once an oversized item exceeding this boundary is detected, the causal threads will seal it off.

Forcibly bringing it into the arena will inevitably trigger a backlash from the blood pact, extinguishing the divine fire on the spot.

The third rule of the blood pact: Soul Origin Tracing.

This is the most crucial and also the most domineering iron rule.

In the universe, there are always some old monsters whose lifespan is about to end, or fallen true gods, who try to possess young geniuses and rebuild their lives.

A true god's combat awareness and profound understanding of the laws are akin to a dimensional reduction attack, even for a demigod.

Blood Pact Network directly targets the very essence of the soul.

It strips away all pretense and examines the purity of the soul.

If any slight incompatibility is found between the soul and the body, or if a fragment of a high-level divine essence is hidden deep within the soul, divine lightning from the heavens will immediately descend and obliterate it.

The blood pact among all races eliminates any possibility of taking shortcuts.

This is a bloody feast where talent, background, and fighting skills are the only factors that matter.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai stood side by side in the void.

The two of them simultaneously stretched out their hands, forming an ancient seal in front of their chests.

"Bondage!"

Their voices overlapped, like the first roar at the beginning of the universe.

Rumble!

The starry sky trembled, and the contract network above the altar erupted with crimson light.

The light ignored all spatial distances and all laws of defense, falling upon each contestant.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the black stone.

He felt his heart clench, and his blood and qi surged within him.

An irresistible, immense force penetrated his body.

Tiny beads of blood seeped from the pores of Lin Yuan's skin.

Drawn by an invisible force, these blood droplets quickly gathered at his chest.

It wasn't just Lin Yuan.

Bai Ye, Chu Xiaoxiao, Xingyun, Austin...

Even the Titans, the Treants of the Senluo, and the Machine Gods.

All the participating prodigies present, regardless of race or form, had several drops of blood containing their own origins condensed on their bodies.

Thousands of drops of blood are suspended in the starry sky.

Within each drop of blood, a distinct glimmer of light shimmers.

Some burned with raging flames, some were entwined with lightning, some radiated holy light, and others were permeated with the decaying aura of death.

The blood slowly rose into the air, like a reversed crimson meteor shower, surging towards the contract network above.

After all the blood has been incorporated into the network.

The sky over the entire Vientiane Star City turned into a shocking dark red.

A sense of connection originating from the depths of their souls arose in the hearts of every participant.

This is the end.

The blood pact has been made.