He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi opened the record and glanced at it.

The Luo family's demands were written very long, filling an entire page.

First, hand over Zhu Hongxing, the murderer of Luo Zihao, and execute him on the spot.

Secondly, the head of the Zhu family personally visited Luo Zihao's family and knelt down to apologize before his spirit tablet.

Third, the compensation included various resources equivalent to a certain amount of Imperial currency, the exact amount of which was outrageously large.

fourth……

Seeing Yun Yi's gaze fixed on the first item, Zhu Heng's throat tightened, but he still whispered, "Patriarch, what they specifically asked for... is the Madam."

"They want the lady to pay with her life."

The air in the conference room seemed to sink instantly.

Yun Yi didn't move, his fingers still resting on the edge of the paper, but the paper moved on its own without any wind, the edge curling up little by little, as if being burned by an invisible force.

He looked up.

"I haven't even contacted them yet, but they've come to me on their own."

He didn't say much, but his words hung like a cold imperial sword over the conference room.

Zhu Heng felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously lowered his head, even his breathing becoming softer.

He added casually from the side, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"The elder of the Luo family also said that this was the minimum requirement, and if they did not agree, the Luo family would not mind making the Zhu family add a few more empty graves."

Yunyi closed the record and placed it on the table.

"What level is the Luo family?"

"Above average," Zhu Heng replied. "Our clan has one demigod ancestor and several ninth-tier experts, but overall, our strength is below that of our Zhu family."

He paused, his tone bitter.

"But that was in the past."

"Now, ninety percent of the Zhu family's direct descendants have died suddenly, and their high-end combat power has plummeted. The retainers who can keep order are all scattered in various places guarding resources and treasures, and they cannot be recalled at all."

"The Luo family is confident in this point, which is why they dare to make such exorbitant demands."

He sighed.

"Although the Luo family's demigod ancestor is only a demigod, he is stationed in the clan and can be mobilized at any time."

"As for us... although our ancestor is still alive, it's really not easy for him to extricate himself right now."

Yun Yi listened without saying a word.

He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"What kind of trash dares to cause trouble?"

Zhu Heng was taken aback.

Yun Yi picked up the record from the table and casually burned it.

"Just what I need to establish my authority."

He stood up and walked to the window.

At six years old, he wasn't very tall, but in that instant, Zhu Heng felt that the person standing in front of the window wasn't a child, but an emperor descending from the highest heavens.

The sunlight streaming through the window fell on his shoulders, making him appear as if he were bowing in submission.

"Since they want an explanation."

Yun Yi turned around, his gaze falling on the elders, his calmness sending chills down one's spine.

"Then give them an explanation."

"From this day forward, the Zhu family officially declares war on the Luo family."

Zhu Heng and the other dozen or so elders' pupils suddenly contracted.

"House, head of the house?"

"I said declare war." Yun Yi looked at him and said, word by word, "Declare full-scale war against the Luo family."

"Now."

Inside the meeting room, the other dozen or so elders froze upon hearing these words.

"Master, you mustn't!"

Elder Zhu Changfeng, who was sitting next to Yun Yi, quickly stood up and advised him.

"Although the Luo family isn't top-tier, their ancestor is a demigod. We simply don't have enough high-end combat power to fight right now. Declaring war rashly would be a huge loss!"

Another second elder quickly echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, Patriarch, the Luo family only dared to come because they knew we were busy. But if we actually declare war, we'll fall into their trap. They'd love for us to make the first move so they can escalate the situation!"

"At that time, other forces will also take advantage of our misfortune, leaving our Zhu family vulnerable on all sides..."

A dozen or so people were talking amongst themselves, their faces full of anxiety.

Yun Yi did not interrupt them.

He just stood there and listened to them finish speaking.

Once the last elder's voice faded, the meeting room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Then, he slowly raised his eyes.

In that instant, more than a dozen elders saw at the same time that it was as if an ancient sky had opened in those eyes, and a golden-red divine light flashed by, while the imperial pressure poured down as if it were a tangible force.

There was no roar, no scolding, only an indifference as if sitting high above the heavens, looking down upon the ants and the masses.

My gaze swept over it.

At the same time, more than a dozen elders felt a tightness in their chests, a chill down their backs, and their knees went weak. The words that were about to come out of their throats were forced back down.

The sense of oppression was too strong, far beyond what a six-year-old child should have.

As the eldest elder of the group, and the one closest to Yun Yi, he felt the emotions most deeply at this moment.

Despite being a ninth-rank cultivator, he couldn't muster the slightest resistance when facing Yun Yi's gaze.

Zhu Changfeng swallowed hard, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

Isn't this imperial aura a bit too strong?

Even if they absorbed the blood of God No. 2, this shouldn't have happened.

But he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong.

That demeanor, that gaze, that undeniable authority—it was nothing like a child.

It's like something you were born with, something etched into your very bones.

Zhu Changfeng even felt that his words just now were a kind of offense to the person in front of him.

He lowered his head, not daring to meet Yun Yi's gaze again.

Yun Yi only spoke after seeing that the old men had obediently shut up.

"Declare war."

He repeated it, his voice not loud, but as firm as an imperial decree, leaving no room for doubt.

"Now, we declare full-scale war on the Luo family."

The dozen or so elders sighed inwardly.

They knew they couldn't persuade them anymore.

……

The news spread even faster than Yun Yi had anticipated.

The Zhu family declared war on the Luo family.

These words spread like wildfire throughout the entire Jade Void Heaven within half a day.

Countless forces were shaken.

Various speculations, discussions, inquiries, and observations abound, creating an undercurrent of tension.

"Has the Zhu family gone mad? Don't they know their own situation?"

"Ninety percent of our core forces are dead. Shouldn't we be focusing on developing our strength cautiously now? How dare we declare war?"

"Could it be that the newly appointed young master of the family has lost his mind? I heard he's only six years old; he's just a child and doesn't know any better."

"A six-year-old becoming the head of the family? The Zhu family truly has no one left to succeed him."

"However, the ancestor of the Zhu family is still alive, and the deterrent power of a true god remains."

"So what? Would their ancestor dare to show up? You must know that their ancestor was also injected with the No. 3 divine blood. If their true god ancestor showed even the slightest sign of weakness, that would be the Zhu family's annihilation."

"It's hard to say, let's wait and see."

Almost everyone felt that the Zhu family had made a mistake in this move.

The Luo family initially thought the same thing.

When Luo Tianxiong, the head of the Luo family, received the news of the Zhu family's declaration of war, he was in the council hall discussing countermeasures with several elders, preparing to add more pressure to force the Zhu family to submit.

When the news came, he was stunned for two seconds.

Then he laughed.

"The Zhu family has declared war?"

He leaned back in his chair, a contemptuous smile on his face.

"That six-year-old patriarch probably doesn't even understand what a declaration of war means, does he?"

The elders around them also laughed.

"The patriarch is right. Doesn't the Zhu family know its own limitations?"

"In my opinion, once this news gets out, the Zhu family will be thrown into chaos first."

"The remaining elders on their side are probably kneeling before that child, begging him to retract his decision."

Luo Tianxiong waved his hand casually.

"Pass down the order to have the family's fleet move closer to the Zhu family's territory, put some pressure on them, and let them know..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

A loud bang suddenly came from outside.

The sound was so muffled, like an entire mountain had collapsed, and it came from the direction of the Luo family's residence.

Then came the second tone, and then the third tone.

Luo Tianxiong's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stood up.

"What happened?"

The moment Luo Tianxiong rushed out the door, he froze.

The sky is no longer the sky.

Black warships blotted out the sky, one, two, three... densely packed, like a migrating swarm of locusts, arranged in neat battle formations, completely surrounding the Luo family's residence.

Each warship was branded with a crimson Vermilion Bird, its wings outstretched as if about to take flight, its feathers writhing with scorching flames.

In the very center of this black fleet, a colossal vessel hovered.

Its size is hundreds of times that of other warships. It is entirely crimson, with a long, slender hull like a knife. The wing-like structures on both sides can be tens of thousands of meters long when spread out. Each "wing" is covered with a dense array of runes, radiating a suffocating energy fluctuation.

The ram at the bow of the ship resembled the beak of a Vermilion Bird, sharp and scorching, and was now slowly emitting a crimson-gold light.

That was a sign that the main gun was charging up.

Luo Tianxiong's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He recognizes this thing.

Long departing from the celestial boat.

One of the Zhu family's four starships, it is known for its offensive power; the power of its main gun's full-force strike is just close to that of a demigod.

Within the entire empire, only a handful of forces possess space carriers.

That is a true weapon of mass destruction, and the resources consumed each time it is deployed are comparable to those of a large-scale war. Even if it were kept in the Zhu family, it would definitely be something to be enshrined in the highest hangar.

But now, it has appeared above the Luo family's house.