Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Deep within the folded space, above the dark golden Gengjin Mountains.

Three illusory divine figures were sweating profusely as they performed a utterly undignified task.

The three of them dared not slack off in the slightest.

After a while, the plague was finally stabilized.

You Feng let out a long breath, then staggered and nearly fell from the sky.

Garuda and Wind Feather's faces were ashen, and their wings were dull and lifeless.

"Finally, it's all cleaned up." Garuda panted heavily, his voice hoarse.

Below, the remaining billions of alien allied troops collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

The ground was littered with severed limbs and torsos, and green, toxic blood flowed into rivers, emitting a nauseating stench.

Having just experienced a nightmare of infighting, the eyes of these elite family members were filled with fear and confusion.

Youfeng looked down at the demoralized army below, his eyes filled with malice.

We must boost morale.

He straightened his back, and the power of shadow magic condensed into a towering divine image in the sky.

The authoritative voice resounded in the minds of every member of the family.

"I am Youfeng of the Shadow God Clan! Wherever my divine light reaches, that is my territory!"

"Mere demons are nothing but stepping stones on the path to godhood!"

"Rise up! Grip your weapons firmly! The glory of God be with you!"

Seeing this, Garuda and Fengling also activated their remaining divine power to manifest their Dharma forms.

"Children of the storm, the battle never ends as long as the hurricane continues!"

"Believers of the blazing sun, burn your blood, and praise the sun with the wails of your enemies!"

The divine forms of the three deities shone brightly, their imposing aura enveloping the entire battlefield.

The soothing power of the gods, combined with long-term indoctrination of faith, finally worked.

The Stormwing Man, who had collapsed to the ground, struggled to his feet and picked up the nicked lightning spear.

The Fiery Eagle Guard rekindled the flames on its body and let out a series of long cries to the sky.

The Void Demon vanished into the shadows, its twin blades clashing together with a sharp, scraping sound.

Their fervent faith regained control of their reason.

A Stormwing with a severed left arm raised his spear and roared.

"The glory of God will never be extinguished!"

The Fiery Sun Eagle Guard beside him flapped its tattered wings, flames igniting in its eyes.

"The great God is watching over us! Death is but a stepping stone back to God's Kingdom!"

"For the glory of God! Slay these demons!"

The roar echoed within the folded space.

With bloodshot eyes, the coalition of over a billion troops once again formed a charging formation.

They forgot their recent fear, forgot the nausea of ​​the plague, and only one thought remained in their minds:

Charge, slaughter, sacrifice.

High in the sky, watching the allied forces' families regain their fighting spirit, Youfeng and his two companions secretly groaned.

Youfeng felt a pang in his heart as he sensed the emptiness within his divine power sea.

In just a short while, he had consumed more than half of the divine power within him.

Within this blood pact arena of myriad races, the underlying rules are repulsive, and the recovery speed of divine power is frighteningly slow.

Youfeng flipped his hand and took out several fist-sized crystals.

A surge of powerful divine energy flowed into his body, nourishing his parched meridians.

Garuda and Wind Feather each took out their divine crystals and absorbed them with pained expressions.

"Damn it, these rotten crabs!" Garuda cursed under his breath.

Feng Ling trembled with heartache: "We originally saved this to deal with those white birdmen, but now it's being wasted on a bunch of crabs! What a huge loss!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's finish this quickly!" You Feng's eyes hardened.

"The gold here is of extremely high purity; emptying this area would be enough to make up for our losses!"

Below, the regrouped alien alliance has surged towards the liquid gold crab swarm.

Stormwingmen hurled a barrage of lightning spears, Sunhawk Guardians wielded flaming greatswords, and Void Shadow Demons darted through the shadows.

With overwhelming force, it seemed poised to crush the group of dark golden metallic crabs in one fell swoop.

The liquid gold crabs lay on the Gengjin Mountains, watching the allied forces charging towards them, their eyes flashing with a cold red light.

The leading epic-rank liquid gold crab led its minions, their carapaces gleaming with stark white law markings.

The Law of Blood and Bones.

They raised their pincers high and slammed them down onto the ground.

boom!

Dark golden ripples spread outwards from them in all directions.

Ripples swept across the mountains of corpses piled up on the battlefield.

The corpses of the Stormwingmen, Sunhawk Guardians, and Void Shadowfiends that had just died suddenly began to twitch.

The flesh quickly dried up and peeled off.

Under the guidance of the Blood and Bone Law, the pale white skeleton was reassembled and reorganized.

A ghostly green flame ignited in the empty eye sockets.

A dead Sunhawk Guardian, its flesh and blood completely gone, transformed into a giant skeletal eagle.

With a flap of its wings, it took off into the air.

The giant skeletal eagle turned around and crashed headlong into the charging allied forces.

The sharp bone claws tore open the chest of a Stormwingman.

The families of the Allied troops were horrified.

Before they could react, tens of millions of corpses on the battlefield all stood up.

The skeletal winged figure wielded a bone spear and hurled a pale green spear imbued with deathly aura.

The Bone Demon roams the shadows, its bone blade reaping the lives of its former comrades.

Even the massive Nightmare Beasts were reduced to skeletons, rampaging through the Allied forces' families.

The liquid gold crabs directly cosplayed as necromancers, raising an undead army on the battlefield!

Moreover, these undead creatures retain their fighting instincts from when they were alive, and with the added power of death energy, they become even more fearless.

They are tireless and feel no pain; even with their limbs broken, they will still open their skeletal jaws and bite the enemy's throat.

The psychological defenses that the alien alliance had just built up collapsed once again.

"Devils! They are devils!"

"Why are our dead brothers attacking us!"

"God, save us!"

Screams and wails echoed across the battlefield once again.

The families of the Allied forces had to fend off attacks from the undead while also guarding against surprise attacks from the liquid gold crabs.

High above, Garuda watched this scene, and his mind went completely blank.

"What the hell is the point of fighting now?!"

"Thunder, extreme cold, metal and stone, space, shadows... and now the resurrection of the undead!"

"Just how many laws have these crabs stitched together? Are they omnipotent?"

Garuda felt that his worldview had been severely impacted.

He, a proud prodigy of the Winged Clan and a powerful demigod at the sixth level, could only cultivate Storm Feathermen who mastered the wind and thunder laws.

These crabs below are something else; they can manipulate all sorts of laws with ease, even more outrageous than gods.

"I'm not fighting anymore! This isn't a native monster; it's definitely a monster raised by some freakish god!"

Garuda's words sent a chill down Youfeng and Fengling's spines.

You Feng opened his eyes and scanned the liquid gold crabs below with his divine sense.

They were stunned by the Liquid Gold Crab's terrifying combat power and didn't investigate carefully.

Now that he calmed down and carefully perceived the situation, You Feng's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

Deep within the souls of those liquid gold crabs, there are faint, delicate golden threads connecting to the depths of the void.

Faith connection!

Native monsters follow only their instincts and cannot develop faith.

Only those who belong to the divine realm possess this channel of faith that connects them to the gods.

"It really is a divine being's offspring..." You Feng gasped, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The deity capable of cultivating such a stitched-together monster of a servant is certainly no ordinary being.

If you get involved with such an entity, forget about seizing resources; you might not even be able to leave the Blood Pact Arena alive.

You Feng felt a growing desire to retreat.

He may be greedy, but he's not stupid.

It's not worth risking your life for this resource.

Just as You Feng was about to order a retreat, Feng Ling, who was standing to the side, suddenly leaned closer, her eyes darting around.

"Brother Youfeng, wait!"

Feng Ling's face was plastered with a fawning smile as he began his performance.

"Brother, take a closer look at these crabs. Have you noticed anything unusual?"

You Feng frowned and glared at him irritably.

"Spit it out!"

Feng Ling wasn't annoyed. Pointing to the group of liquid gold crabs below, she began to analyze them with great enthusiasm.

"Brother, look, there are only two or three hundred million crabs at most."

"Moreover, they include Epic, Extraordinary, Diamond, and even Platinum tiers!"

What does this mean?

Feng Ling paused, a wise glint in her eyes.

"Think about it, this kind of heaven-defying species, which stitches together countless laws, violates the laws of cosmic balance. Their reproduction difficulty is definitely a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than that of pure-blooded dragons!"

"Such an overpowered race, if they could continue to mass-produce troops like the Zerg, they would have already ruled the entire universe!"

"Therefore, these two or three hundred million crabs are absolutely all the wealth of that deity!"

"He painstakingly cultivated the elite of the elite, expending countless resources and pouring his heart and soul into their training!"

As You Feng listened to Feng Ling's analysis, his brows relaxed slightly, and he felt that there was some truth to it.

Seeing this, Feng Ling became even more energetic and continued to attack.

"Brother, think about it again. These crabs are fighting desperately here, even resorting to methods like resurrection of the dead, but that deity still hasn't shown up."

What does this mean?

"This proves he wasn't even there! These crabs weren't the bait he used to fish!"

Feng Ling pointed to the boiling Li Huo Lake and Geng Jin Mountain Range below.

"This place possesses such a variety of ultimate gold properties; it couldn't have been formed naturally."

"It's highly likely that the legacy of some ancient deity is hidden deep within this folded space!"

"That deity has definitely been sucked into the inheritance space and won't be able to get out anytime soon!"

Feng Ling's analysis was logically sound and interconnected, leaving no room for criticism.

Garuda listened in a daze, and his original fear dissipated considerably.

You Feng's eyes lit up, and his breathing became rapid.

The legacy of ancient deities!

These words hold a fatal attraction for any demigod.

Feng Ling pressed her advantage, continuing to urge:

"Brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Although these crabs are troublesome, their numbers are limited, and they are not commanded by any deity, so they fight only by instinct."

"If we proceed steadily and surely, we can wear them down!"

"Once we acquire this batch of ultimate gold, our strength will increase significantly. When that alien deity emerges from the inheritance, it will undoubtedly have expended a great deal of energy as well."

Feng Ling made a throat-slitting gesture, a ruthless glint in her eyes.

"We'll wait in comfort and then strike hard when the enemy is down!"

"Not only can we monopolize the resources here, but we can also seize the ancient heritage that the other side has just acquired!"

Feng Ling's words were like a shot of adrenaline, piercing You Feng's heart.

But Youfeng still had some concerns.

"What if... the other party is a top genius from a first-rate race?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling moved closer to You Feng.

"Brother Youfeng, you're underestimating yourself too much!"

Feng Ling began his sycophantic rhetoric.

"So what if they are top geniuses of first-rate races? They just rely on their race's deep foundation and abundant resources."

"In terms of talent, aptitude, and combat experience, in what way can they compare to you?"

Feng Ling gave a thumbs up, her face full of admiration.

"You are the only peerless genius in this generation of the Shadow God Clan to have reached the seventh level of demigodhood!"

"Looking across the entire starry sky and its myriad races, those among the younger generation who can reach the seventh level are extremely rare!"

"These so-called top-tier racial prodigies are at best on the same level as you."

"We're all at the seventh level of demigod status, who's afraid of who?"

The more Feng Ling licked, the more enthusiastically she became.

"Besides, there are three of us! Three against one, the advantage is on our side!"

"Brother Youfeng, think about it. Once you fuse with the ultimate gold here, you can seize the inheritance of the ancient gods."

"Your abilities are poised for a qualitative leap!"

"At that time, not only will you be able to crush the prodigies of first-rate races, but even if they unite, you will still be able to trample them under your feet!"

"You will lead the Shadow God Clan to the ranks of the first-rate races! You will be the future chief god of the Shadow God Clan, the future king!"

Feng Ling's words hit You Feng's sweet spot perfectly.

Youfeng's vanity was greatly satisfied.

How come he never noticed before that Feng Ling was such a smooth talker and so perceptive?

You Feng's eyes gradually turned fiery, his greed overwhelming his reason.

Yes, we're all at the seventh level of demigod, why should I be afraid of him?

I, Youfeng, have been ruthless and decisive all the way, stepping over countless corpses to get to where I am today.

Why should we give way to a coward who doesn't even dare to show his face?

The ultimate gold! The legacy of ancient gods!

As long as I take these down, I, Youfeng, can defy fate and reach the top of the starry sky!

You Feng took a deep breath and looked down at the devastating battlefield, his gaze finally settling on the Li Huo Ye Jin Lake.

After weighing the pros and cons, You Feng clenched his fist.

He turned to look at Feng Ling and Jia Lou, his eyes flashing with a resolute killing intent.

"Let's do it!"