Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Deep underground, in a hollow core.

The consciousness of the blessed land has completely descended into a state of madness.

Divine fire leaped, and countless flames tore through the void, forcibly imprisoning the wandering lightning and shadows.

Thunder from heaven ignites fire on earth, and once it starts, it's out of control.

The metal element cut through the thunder, emitting blinding flashes of lightning.

The Qi of Gui Water envelops the shadows, attempting to neutralize the profound darkness.

The fiery energy forms a furnace on the outermost edge, providing extremely high temperatures.

The elements of earth and wood take shape with great difficulty amidst the energy storm.

The Earth element (戊土) is heavy and bears the impact of thunder; the Wood element (乙木) is vibrant and resists the erosion of shadows.

The consciousness of the blessed land squeezes every last drop of its essence.

It has to win!

Large areas of rock collapsed, and the underground space shook.

The liquid gold vein boils, and the molten metal flows upward, pouring onto the nascent surface of the earth and wood elements.

The simulation process became increasingly dangerous.

Thunder exploded, shattering large swathes of the newly formed Earth element.

The shadows backfire, corroding the vitality of the Wood element.

The sense of being a blessed land remains unwavering.

If it breaks, it will reform; if it corrodes, it will be forcibly purified with divine fire.

It was completely immersed in this intense, tumultuous struggle, oblivious to everything else around it.

The core divine fire had transformed from its initial three colors into a vibrant five-colored hue.

At the top of the divine realm, the two suns are operating stably.

On the metal face of the demon tree, the starry sky eyes flickered a few times before slowly closing.

Thousands of thick branches detached from the clouds and retreated back into the central basin.

It was tired and hungry.

Reconciling the repulsive forces of the two suns consumes a great deal of energy.

The war sun represents frenzied killing, while the holy sun represents order and light.

Two opposing rules converge in the heavens, and the slightest misstep could trigger a collapse.

The Demon Tree used its own body as a bridge to forcibly suppress the conflict between the two forces, and its primordial energy flowed away like water.

Now, the mission is accomplished.

The demonic tree opened its gaping maw, as if to feed.

The surroundings were empty; the remains of the alien divine realm had long since been completely devoured.

It looked up at the glorious sun in the east.

Previously, it disliked this pure white aura of light.

It's glaring and hypocritical.

Now, this sun is its creation.

It can even feel a sense of warmth in the sunlight.

I can't think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the hungrier I get.

The magic tree swayed its canopy, and its black and gold leaves rustled.

The Sleep Technique is activated.

Consciousness rapidly sank, plunging into an endless dreamlike galaxy. In the dream, there were endless orbs of light to devour and crunchy, chewable deities.

Its consciousness roams the starry river of dreams.

In the world of dreams, everything is so beautiful.

There is no sun that needs to be harmonized, and there is no annoying backlash from the rules.

There's just too much delicious food to eat.

The demon tree transformed into a terrifying behemoth whose size surpassed that of galaxies.

It opened its mouth wide and inhaled sharply.

Hundreds and thousands of orbs of light, radiating an alluring aura of law, surged into its mouth like rivers flowing into the sea.

Chewing and swallowing.

A sense of satisfaction spread throughout my body.

"tasty……"

The demon tree murmured incoherently in the dream.

In reality, the Central Basin.

The massive body of the demon tree pulsated rhythmically with its breath.

Clumps of chaotic energy surged from its canopy and dissipated into the air.

Occasionally, one or two thick branches would unconsciously lash out at the void, shattering large areas of space.

The elite demons around had long since kept their distance, afraid of disturbing the sacred tree's peaceful slumber.

The magic tree was fast asleep.

It will take a long time for it to recover from the exhaustion of creating the sun.

As for the life-and-death struggles among its followers in the divine realm, it didn't care at all.

As long as you don't wake it up, you can do whatever you want with it.

Two suns in the same sky, two suns shining together.

Dark crimson and pure white light intertwined, illuminating every inch of the Wasteland God Realm.

The concentration of the law soared exponentially, and visible energy spots filled the air.

The families and relatives ushered in an unprecedented golden age.

The troops are well-trained and well-supplied.

In the Demon Basin, newly born aberrant demons roared in pools of blood, pounding their chests.

They devour the flesh and blood of their own kind, digesting the fanatical laws bestowed by the sun of war.

In the Zerg territory, the queen lays eggs at an extreme rate.

The eggs piled up like mountains, and the larvae hatched, their shells shimmering with a holy, pure white halo.

In the New World, resource extraction has reached a fever pitch.

When resource disputes arise, directly challenge them to a battle.

Shadow Dimension, Octagonal Cage Arena.

A massive battle between the Void Undead and the Zerg is underway, involving hundreds of players.

The target of the competition is a newly discovered vein of top-quality Gui water.

The undead side is led by an epic eight-star undead commander.

On the Zerg side, there was a heavily armored Dark Beetle King, whose size was comparable to a mountain.

The two sides fought fiercely, to the death.

The winner takes away the finest minerals from the new continent, while the loser leaves their life to serve as nourishment for the other.

The far north.

Snow falls here year-round, and the wind is bitterly cold.

Thick ice covers the earth, glaciers stand tall, and cold air permeates the air.

The territory of the Calamity Fire Spirits is located in this extreme world of ice and snow.

The collision of ice and fire has created a unique ecosystem here.

At this moment, the fire spirits are digesting the resources they have plundered.

The Great Sun Lotus of Garuda's Divine Realm, the Demon Core of the Fire Spirit Bird, rare metals containing ultimate fire attributes...

Vast amounts of resources have accumulated on the ice sheet, emitting alluring energy fluctuations.

The afterglow of the two suns shone in the sky.

The fervor of the War Sun and the order of the Holy Sun pierced through the wind and snow, flowing into the Fire Spirit's body.

For the Fire Spirit Clan, two suns in the same sky is undoubtedly a divine blessing.

A fire spirit larva that had just split off from the magma was no more than ten meters tall.

It swallowed a fire-attribute magic core and bathed in the afterglow of the twin suns.

Within minutes, the color of the flames on the larvae's bodies changed dramatically.

The crimson turns to dark red, and finally transforms into a deep purplish-black.

Diverse fires.

It roared to the sky, directly comprehending the true meaning of the laws of war and the laws of holy glory.

The fervent fighting spirit and the holy radiance were perfectly fused together in the flames.

The number of newborns has exploded.

Previously, the Fire Spirits needed the Zerg to feed them Source Bugs, using the Zerg's life force to induce the birth of newborns.

Now, there's absolutely no need.

With the afterglow of the two suns and abundant resources, the fire spirits split themselves at an astonishing rate.

On the icy plains, countless burning fire spirits roamed.

There's not enough space.

In the core area of ​​the far north, tens of thousands of fire spirit kings, each a thousand meters tall, stood side by side.

The Fire Spirit Kings raised their heads and looked around.

On the ice field, many small red trees grow.

It's blocking the way.

A fire spirit king raised his thick arm and swung it down fiercely.

Behind it, rings of multi-faceted industrial radiance slowly rotated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Without warning, towering pillars of fire erupted from countless open spaces in front and behind.

Dark purple flames swept across the icy plains.

The small red trees that had been stationed there were instantly burned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

Once the obstacles were cleared, the mountain-building movement began.

The Fire Spirit Kings roared in unison.

They slammed their hands against the ground.

The earth's veins surged.

The subterranean fires deep in the far north were drawn upwards, surging endlessly.

The Fire Spirit Kings unleashed the multifaceted calamity fire within their bodies, which perfectly merged with the earth fire.

Click!Click!

The ice layer, which was up to a kilometer thick, broke apart over a large area.

Ice and water mixed with magma, and new volcanoes rose from the ground.

The volcanic cone, towering 10,000 meters high, pierces through the wind and snow, spewing thick black smoke from its crater.

The scene was quite stunning.

The fire spirit kings, towering a thousand meters high, displayed the immense power to create heaven and earth.

In the frigid, icy world, active volcanoes continue to emerge.

Glaciers melt in high temperatures, forming scalding rivers. Magma cools in extreme cold, solidifying into hard obsidian.

Ice and fire intertwine, life and death coexist.

The Fire Spirit Clan has ushered in a new era of expansion.

The fire spirits travel between volcanoes and glaciers.

They absorb the high temperature of magma to temper the flame core within their bodies.

At the same time, they also take advantage of the extreme cold of ice and snow.

It suppresses overly volatile impurities in the flame, making it purer and more restrained.

A fire spirit king, half a step into the legendary rank, dwells in the highest crater.

It is attempting to reach the legendary rank.

The last rays of the setting sun shone on it.

The fervor of the war sun caused its fiery core to throb, threatening to explode at any moment.

The radiance of the Holy Sun condensed into pure white chains, tightly locking the core of the flame and maintaining a delicate balance.

The Fire Spirit King let out a painful roar.

Its body began to melt under the extreme heat, turning into a pool of purplish-black liquid.

The liquid moves and recombines within the crater.

The surrounding fire spirits stopped what they were doing and watched this scene in awe.

They knew that the king was undergoing the most dangerous transformation.

If successful, the Fire Spirit Clan will produce a true top-tier powerhouse.

above the sky.

The simultaneous appearance of two suns is an unparalleled blessing for the Fire Spirit Clan.

The Sky Clan's Vultures and Blade Bats have both advantages and disadvantages.

Previously, they were the absolute rulers of the sky.

Spread your wings and soar, surveying the divine realm.

Fly as high as you want, freely traversing the gale-force winds at the highest point of the divine realm.

Now, that won't work.

With two blazing suns high in the sky, the oppressive force of the heavens increased exponentially.

The higher you fly, the more terrifying the oppressive power of the sky becomes.

It was a set of rules and constraints originating from the very bottom of the world, as heavy as a mountain.

Even more deadly is the high temperature.

Even though some of the demonic vultures and demonic blade bats have mastered the karmic fire.

But under the direct sunlight of both suns, they still felt as if their bodies were about to burst into flames.

Compared to these two suns, we are as insignificant as ants.

Not only could it not resist the suppression of the sky's authority, but it could not even withstand the temperature within.

An epic seven-star demon eagle commander attempts to challenge the majesty of the twin suns.

It flapped its wings, condensing into a black lightning bolt that shot straight into the sky.

10,000 meters, 100,000 meters, 1 million meters.

The two-day event is getting closer.

An invisible pressure wrapped around its wings, as heavy as Mount Tai.

The eagle leader let out a screech, desperately channeling its shadow energy in an attempt to break free of its restraints.

The temperature rose sharply.

The shadow energy on the surface of the Demon Eagle Commander evaporated instantly.

The stiff, black feathers began to spontaneously combust.

It is a creature that controls multiple types of karmic fire, and it can bathe in lava without getting hurt.

But now, under the intense heat of these two rounds of the sun, it is powerless to fight back.

Bones melted, flesh turned to ash.

Moreover, the sun's rise triggered a chain reaction.

The clouds over the Wasteland God Realm were once the core factor that brought down the disaster.

Thunderstorms, acid rain, and hail all originate here.

Now, under the scorching heat of the past two days, large areas of cloud cover have broken apart.

The source of the disaster dried up, and the sky became clear and transparent.

This is tantamount to annihilation for the Demon Vulture and the Demon Blade Bat.

Their habitats have been devastated.

Without the cover of thick clouds, it was directly exposed to the scorching sun of both days.