Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

On the battlefield, bone dust filled the air.

With each stomp of the Lightforged Behemoth, hundreds and thousands of skeleton soldiers shattered into pieces.

The incandescent holy fire from these giant beasts spread across the ground, igniting patches of rotting corpses.

The putrid black smoke had just risen when the Holy Spirit's purifying aura, emanating from it, dispelled the smoke.

The ghost let out a mournful scream and vanished without a trace.

The golden giant's solar beams poured forth like a torrential downpour, covering the area densely packed with the stitched monsters.

The body vaporized in the extreme heat, leaving not a single piece of intact, rotten flesh.

The high-ranking battle angels formed a battle formation, wielding their flaming holy swords, and dismembered the skeletal kings, each over a hundred meters tall, with the precision of slicing butter.

Of the two billion undead army, seven-tenths have now perished.

Bai Ye sat on the throne of bones, slapping his thighs repeatedly and howling at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with heart-wrenching grief.

"Oh my dear mother and great-aunt! Can't you go a little easier on yourselves!"

"This is a fortune I've accumulated over eight hundred years!"

"I spent three days and three nights sewing that third Frankenstein monster, my hands are calloused from it, and you guys shot it down with a single arrow!"

He wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye and shouted at Misa in mid-air.

"That baby-faced girl! I take back what I said! I'm not letting you have an extra minute!"

"Can I add extra time for you? For free! I'll even pay you!"

"If you can make those glowing spirits stop, I'll bring you water to wash your feet every day from now on!"

Misa was so angry that she trembled all over, and she formed a hand seal.

The halo of the Holy Spirit was even more dazzling, making me wish I could immediately purify this foul-mouthed bastard.

Bai Ye turned to look at He Ya and continued shouting.

"Cold-faced sister! I was wrong! I won't pluck your fur anymore! How about I be your duster instead!"

"I'd be happy to have you sweep the floor every day!"

"Those glittering golden giants of yours are too much for my eyes. Let them rest for a while, or my eyes will go blind!"

Heya gritted her teeth, her eyes so cold they seemed to shatter ice.

The golden giant's beams of light shot out even more densely, threatening to flatten the entire basin.

Bai Ye then looked at Xiu Er, his face filled with heartache and his expression was as exaggerated as could be.

"Hey blondie! Stop glaring at me! I admit you're not a toothpick!"

"You're Optimus Prime, aren't you! You can grow big and small, stretch and retract at will!"

"Please spare these poor skeletons! They were once respectable people!"

Xiuer's eyes blazed with fury, veins bulging on his forehead, as if he wanted nothing more than to rush down and tear Bai Ye's mouth apart.

While Bai Ye howled enthusiastically, his hands were not idle.

He pulled out a large piece of roasted, sizzling, oily beast leg meat, took a big bite, and chewed until his mouth was full of oil.

He chewed while continuing to beg for mercy in a muffled manner.

"Dear gods and immortals, please have mercy and spare my life."

"I will erect a longevity tablet for you, and I will offer incense and kowtow to you every day!"

"I'll burn paper money for you during festivals and holidays, making sure you have a comfortable life down there!"

In mid-air, Xiu'er looked at Bai Ye's shameless appearance, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

He vowed that once the undead army was completely wiped out, he would personally crush Bai Ye's limbs.

Cut off that incessantly chattering tongue and stuff it into Bai Ye's own stomach.

He would use the sacred fire to scorch Bai Ye's soul, letting this human worm spend ten thousand years in wailing.

The humiliation at the banquet, coupled with the provocation at this moment, pushed Xiuer to the brink of a mental breakdown.

Misha's eyes were red-rimmed as she stared intently at Bai Ye.

She was pampered in her clan from a young age, and all she heard was praise and flattery.

Today, however, we suffer such a humiliating disgrace.

She wanted to place holy light shackles on Bai Ye, making him crawl like a dog.

She would use purification magic to gradually strip away Bai Ye's five senses, forcing this shameless scoundrel to repent in endless darkness.

Herya's face was ashen, her eyes unusually calm.

Skinning and dismembering her was no longer enough to quell her anger.

She will use the golden flames of the sun to melt the divine bones of the White Night and recast them into a chamber pot.

She wanted to hang Bai Ye's head at the highest point of the family, where it would be exposed to the wind and sun day and night.

Let all the passing gods see the consequences of offending the angel race.

The three of them felt a surge of pleasure as they watched the dwindling number of undead below.

Victory is within reach; the moment to torment the prey is imminent.

They had already begun to conceive in their minds which torture device to use on Bai Ye first.

Solan alone hovered at the highest point, arms crossed, watching coldly from the sidelines.

She showed no anger; her eyes were clear, like a hunter detached from the situation.

The situation was one-sided, and victory seemed within reach. Yet, a sense of unease rose in Solan's heart.

Everything went too smoothly.

She looked down at the white night.

Bai Ye begged for mercy, his body language was exaggerated, and tears and snot streamed down his face.

Solan, however, noticed the calmness in Bai Ye's eyes.

There is no fear, let alone despair; there is only mockery.

Like a spectator sitting under the stage watching a monkey show, even with a hint of boredom.

Solan noticed that although Bai Ye was shouting loudly, his eyes were always observing the energy flow around him.

His sitting posture appeared casual, but his muscles were actually tense, ready to exert force at any moment.

Solan frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield.

A two billion undead army sounds intimidating.

Upon closer inspection, they were all the lowest level of trash: skeletons, rotting corpses, and ghosts.

The core of the force, Death Knights and Stitches, are pitifully few.

The high-ranking retinue consists of only a mere hundred or so skeletal kings.

This troop deployment is extremely unbalanced.

Starry Sky University is the highest institution of learning for the human race.

Humans are among the top races in the universe, with profound heritage, completely comparable to races like the Machine Race and the Demon Race.

Even if the students of Starry Sky University are declining in strength, they shouldn't have fallen to this level.

Solan recalled the scene at the banquet.

Bai Ye dared to publicly provoke the Angel God Clan; he was no fool with only this much wealth.

He's acting.

He's stalling for time. Or perhaps he's concealing some kind of backup plan.

Solan's eyes sharpened, his divine power surged, and he transmitted his voice to the other three.

"Something's not right. Slow down the advance. Expand the encirclement and block all escape routes."

"Don't let him get away! That kid's looking for a weak point in the spatial structure!"

Shul was commanding the Lightforged Behemoth to wreak havoc when he heard the telepathic message. His brows furrowed, and his face was full of confusion.

"Sister Solan, this kid will soon be all alone. Are you worried he'll run away?"

"Just crush him! I want to hear his real screams!"

Misa echoed, her voice trembling with tears.

"Yes, Sister Solan, I don't want to look at his face for even a second longer! I want to tear him to pieces right now! He's disgusting!"

Hea remained silent, but the golden giant's offensive showed no signs of abating, demonstrating her stance.

Solan's voice turned cold, carrying an unquestionable air of authority.

"Execute the order! This kid's retinue is too weak, completely unbecoming of a human prodigy."

"He's playing tricks."

"Scatter and seal off the spatial nodes. Anyone who makes a mistake will be punished severely!"

Solan is the strongest member of the team and has extremely high prestige.

Although the three of them were dissatisfied, they dared not disobey.

The four immediately adjusted their tactics.

The Lightforged Behemoth, the Holy Spirit, the Golden Giant, and the High Battle Angel slowed their offensive and ceased their haste.

The four deities then dispersed, occupying the four cardinal directions.

Divine power intertwined, forming an impenetrable net that completely sealed off the space around Bai Ye.

They spread out, forming a 360-degree encirclement.

Bai Ye sat on the throne, finished the last bite of the beast's leg meat, and casually threw away the bone.

He looked at the slowing offensive around him and the four angels who had formed an encirclement in the sky, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Wow, you've gotten smarter."

Bai Ye stretched, patted his stomach, and let out a burp.

On the battlefield, the last few dozen skeletal kings collapsed under the siege of high-ranking battle angels, turning into piles of broken bones.

The army of two billion undead was completely wiped out.

Shul looked down at Bai Ye with a cruel smile on his face.

He spread his arms wide, his divine power surging, ready to deliver the victor's address.

"You ants of the human race, your entire family is already dead."

"Now, kneel down and kiss my toes."

"I might consider letting you die a quick death..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Bai Ye stood up, picked at his ear, and interrupted Xiu Er with an impatient look on his face.

"Your lines are so cliché."

"Villains die from talking too much, don't you understand? Have you been watching too many brainless dramas?"

Shul froze, his anger rising again, and he was about to explode.

Bai Ye dusted himself off, waved to the four people in the sky, and smiled brightly.

"Fellow white birdmen, do you really think my army of two billion is just for fighting you head-on?"

"That's called a smokescreen, understand?"

"Trading a pile of garbage for your time wasting here, and getting to enjoy your exasperated faces, is a great deal!"

Bai Ye shrugged and continued.

"I had a lot of fun performing in this play today."

"These broken skeletons are yours to use as fertilizer."

"You're welcome. My name is Bai Lei."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ripple like water spread through the space behind Bai Ye.

A strange creature, enormous and completely transparent, resembling a giant jellyfish from the deep sea, emerged.

Void Dream Spirit.

It waved its soft whiskers, radiating a mesmerizing halo.

Bai Ye deliberately blew a kiss.

"Cold-faced sister, baby-faced sister, next time we meet, I'll definitely prepare even better service for you!"

Xiuer's expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Let's do it!"

The four angels simultaneously unleashed their divine power.

The sacred fire, the light of purification, the solar beam, and the blazing sword energy transformed into four destructive torrents, heading straight for Bai Ye.

Bai Ye made a face at them, then leaned back and merged into the halo of the Void Dream Spirit.

Goodbye!

boom!

All four attacks slammed into the bone throne.

The earth trembled and soil flew everywhere.

A crater a kilometer deep appeared on the spot.

The aftershocks of the divine power spread outwards, stirring up a sandstorm.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The bottom of the pit was empty.

Bai Ye, along with that Void Dream Spirit, vanished without a trace.

"Ahhhhh!"

Shul roared to the sky, his eyes bloodshot, like a mad beast.

He frantically channeled his divine power, and countless light-forged Behemoths rushed into the pit, digging everywhere in an attempt to find traces of Bai Ye.

Large chunks of soil were thrown up, and the pit grew deeper and deeper.

Shul rushed into the pit and frantically dug with both hands, oblivious to the fact that his fingernails were breaking and bleeding.

Misa stomped her feet in anger, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Liar! Scoundrel! Bastard! He ran away! He actually ran away!"

Misha released a wide range of holy light to probe, trying to find any lingering traces of the White Night.

Herya's face turned ashen.

Command the golden giant to fire at the surrounding void, triggering a series of spatial sonic booms that leveled the surrounding hills.

"Find him! Find him! He couldn't have just vanished into thin air!"

Solan hovered in mid-air, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

She had planned everything meticulously, but she hadn't anticipated that Bai Ye would possess a byproduct like the Void Dream Spirit.

These void creatures are naturally adept at spatial concealment, making them an unparalleled tool for escape in a place like the Blood Pact Field where the laws are chaotic.

"try to find!"

Solan gritted his teeth, his voice as cold as ice, his divine sense sweeping over every inch of the land.

"He can't go far! The Void Dream Spirit expends a great deal of energy traversing space with his people."

"Search this entire area, dig three feet into the ground, find him!"

"I want to see him alive or dead!"

Four elite armies dispersed and launched a carpet search around the meteorite basin like mad dogs.

Deep in the void.

The Void Dream Spirit brandished its tentacles, carrying White Night as it rapidly traversed the chaotic spatial currents.

The surrounding area is a colorful spatial storm; if you are not careful, you will be swept into it and shattered to pieces.

Bai Ye sat cross-legged on Meng Ling's broad back and let out a long sigh.

"Thank goodness, that was close, we almost messed up."

He touched his chin, his eyes flickering.

To ensure everything went perfectly, Bai Ye formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

Divine Art: Death Appearance - Reincarnation.

A deathly aura, ashen and lifeless, surged from his body, covering his entire form.

Bai Ye's initially fair skin quickly dried out and lost its luster.

Muscle atrophy and prominent bones.

In just a few seconds, he turned into a dried-up ancient corpse.

The heart stopped beating, the blood congealed, and the divine power fluctuations completely disappeared.

At this moment, Baiye was like a meteorite floating in the void, without any sign of life.

This was a divine spell he created himself, used to conceal one's whereabouts; it was practically perfect.

As long as he doesn't actively dispel it, even beings one or two levels higher than him will find it difficult to detect his aura.

Bai Ye lay on Meng Ling's back, his hands behind his head, and his legs crossed.

Although it appears to be a dried-up corpse, it is quite active inside.

That's strange.

Bai Ye muttered to himself.

"I've made such a fuss, sent out so many cannon fodder, why hasn't that kid Lin Yuan shown up yet?"

Based on Bai Ye's understanding of Lin Yuan, this guy was a complete and utter killer.

Wherever there is a battle, there he is.

This time, he faced off against four angel gods, which was quite a significant event.

The divine power fluctuations are estimated to have traveled tens of thousands of kilometers.

If Lin Yuan is nearby, he will definitely come over to join in the fun, drawn by the smell.

In the end, they didn't even see Lin Yuan's shadow.

"That doesn't make sense."

Bai Ye rolled over, his dry joints cracking.

"Could it be that Brother Lin Yuan's luck is extraordinary, and he fell into some kind of super resource vault as soon as he arrived?"

"You ate carbon monoxide directly and still haven't digested it?"

Bai Ye thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible.

People like Lin Yuan usually have very strange luck; he might be sleeping soundly in a pile of divine crystals right now.

As for whether Lin Yuan would back down and hide out of fear of the four deities?

Bai Ye chuckled.

If Lin Yuan were to back down, pigs would fly.

In his mind, Lin Yuan was a true man, decisive and ruthless.

If Lin Yuan backs down, then wouldn't someone like me, who always begs for mercy, become an absolute sissy?

"Looks like I've really fallen into a paradise."

"Next time we meet, I'll make him give me half of the resources, as compensation for the fright I suffered today."

Bai Ye touched his withered ribs.

"This 'Deathly Rebirth' technique is really uncomfortable to use; it makes me feel like a piece of old, dried meat."

"We need to find some fresh bones quickly to absorb some of the deathly energy and replenish ourselves."

Bai Ye patted the head of the Void Dream Spirit.

"Xiao Meng, go take a walk around the neighborhood. See if any gods are fighting."

Bai Ye's withered chin twitched slightly.

"We just lost two billion cannon fodder, we need to replenish our forces quickly."

"Those white birdmen's retinues, bathed in holy light, must be horribly skeletal and unpalatable; I have no interest in them."

"Let's go find some high-quality bargains and get back on our feet!"

The Void Dream Spirit let out a low groan, its tentacles swaying as it carried the desiccated corpse toward the unknown depths of the void.