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

Luo Tianxiong's mind went blank.

He couldn't figure it out.

With 90% of the Zhu family's direct descendants dead and their high-end combat power plummeting, they are at their weakest point. How could they dare to bring out such a trump card?

Just to attack the Luo family?

Is it really necessary?!

"House, head of the house..."

The elder beside him was trembling, his finger shaking violently as he pointed to the sky.

"That's...that's the Long-Distance Sky Ship..."

Luo Tianxiong gritted his teeth and barely managed to calm himself down.

"I know."

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"The Zhu family is just bluffing."

He turned around and strode towards the council chamber.

"They don't dare to really make a move. They can't even withstand the cost of using a space carrier. Attacking our Luo family? They'd go bankrupt first after that."

The more he listened, the more sense it made, and he quickened his pace.

"Pass down the order: activate all defensive formations and send the fleet into the air to intercept."

"At the same time, we sent a message to the Zhu family, asking them what they were planning to do."

"Tell the Zhu family that anything can be discussed; there's no need to escalate to this point..."

His voice hadn't even faded yet.

The sky above us brightened.

The main cannon of the Changli Tianzhou has completed its energy storage.

A crimson-gold beam of light erupted from the bow of the ship, as thick as a mountain, carrying terrifying heat capable of incinerating mountains and boiling seas, and slammed directly into the defensive array of the Luo family's base.

The defensive array, strong enough to withstand the full force of a ninth-tier expert, lasted for less than three seconds.

Click.

The sound of the great formation shattering was clearly audible, like a huge piece of glass being smashed by a giant hammer. Cracks spread from the point of impact, instantly covering the entire formation.

Then it broke.

A beam of crimson-gold light pierced through the shattered array wall and landed in the center of the Luo family's territory.

That place is the ancestral home of the Luo family, the residence of successive family heads and elders, and the core of the entire Luo family's defense system.

The moment the beam of light struck, the area vanished as if erased by an eraser; buildings, artificial hills, trees, and ponds all disappeared, leaving only a deep pit hundreds of feet in diameter, with molten rock and metal at the bottom, billowing thick smoke.

Luo Tianxiong was thrown away by the shockwave, crashed into the wall, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"They really did it..."

He lay on the ground, his expression shifting from disbelief to terror.

"They really are..."

The second shot landed.

Then came the third shot.

The Luo family's fleet had just taken off when it was overwhelmed by the Zhu family's fleet of warships.

There were too many warships, and their firepower was too fierce. Before the Luo family's fleet could even form a formation, they were targeted, sunk, and blown to bits one by one.

Countless members of the Luo family screamed and fled in all directions, but the sky had been blocked and the teleportation arrays on the ground had been destroyed in the first wave of attacks, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

"That's enough!"

A loud shout came from deep within the Luo family compound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire battlefield.

A figure soared into the sky.

It was a gaunt old man with white hair and beard, wearing a faded gray robe, and surrounded by extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.

The demigod ancestor of the Luo family, Luo Xuanji.

He hovered in mid-air, looking at the devastated family compound, the Luo family warships that were crashing, and the family members who were scattering and fleeing. His old face was full of anger and pain.

"The Zhu family!"

He spoke, his voice booming like thunder.

"Do you really think the Luo family is easy to bully?!"

He formed hand seals, his body surging with energy, and a demigod-level pressure spread out, even dispersing the clouds in the sky.

He's about to make his move.

A demigod's full-force attack is enough to annihilate a fleet.

But he had just moved.

The main cannon of the Changli Tianzhou lit up again.

This time, the crimson-gold beam of light was several times thicker than before, and its color had changed from crimson-gold to blazing white. It carried an aura of world destruction and hurtled straight toward him.

Luo Xuanji's pupils contracted.

The power of this shot reached the peak of a demigod.

He managed to dodge it.

With his strength, this level of attack, though powerful, was not impossible for him to dodge.

He moved his feet and dodged to the left.

Then he crashed into a wall.

A transparent, invisible wall.

Space blockade.

Luo Xuanji's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

He looked down and realized that a highly sophisticated sealing formation had been set up at his feet at some unknown time.

The runes of the formation are hidden beneath the ground, blending into the earth, and cannot be sensed until they are triggered.

And the spot where he was standing just now was right in the center of the formation.

A thought flashed through Luo Xuanji's mind.

They knew I would hide here.

They figured out I would appear in this spot.

How is that possible?

Who can accurately predict the dodge direction of a demigod in a demigod-level battle?

Who could secretly bury a spatial sealing array beneath his ancestral land, powerful enough to trap a demigod?

He didn't have time to think any further.

The blazing white beam of light was already upon them.

Luo Xuanji desperately channeled all the energy within her body, condensing layer upon layer of defensive shields on her body surface.

layer.

Three floors.

Seven floors.

Thirteen floors.

The beam of light slammed into his protective shield, shattering the first layer, the second layer, the third layer, the fourth layer, and the fifth layer.

Luo Xuanji's body trembled violently under the impact of the beam of light, and blood began to seep from his seven orifices.

The sixth floor, the seventh floor, and the eighth floor.

His protective shield shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tenth floor.

The eleventh floor.

The twelfth floor.

The thirteenth protective layer lit up, withstanding the final impact of the beam of light.

Luo Xuanji spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted backward, crashing through three mountain peaks before finally embedding himself in the body of the fourth mountain. His body was charred black, and his aura was extremely weak.

He is not dead yet.

The demigod's vitality was terrifyingly tenacious; even with such severe injuries, he still struggled to crawl out of the mountain.

But he had just raised his head.

The beam of light from the second main cannon has arrived.

Then comes the third course.

The fourth one.

The main cannon of the Changli Tianzhou fired seven times in succession.

Each time, it accurately hit Luo Xuanji's location, and each time it completely changed the terrain of that area.

By the time the seventh shot landed, the mountain had vanished.

All that remained was a bottomless crater, with scorching magma at the bottom and a mangled, charred body floating in the center of the magma.

The demigod ancestor of the Luo family has fallen.

The sky above the Luo family's residence was quiet for a moment.

Then, the cries, screams, and pleas for mercy from the Luo family members mingled together, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

Luo Tianxiong knelt on the ground, looking at the sky, at the charred body floating on the lava, and at the Zhu family warships that were still unleashing their firepower. He felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Ancestor..."

He murmured, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"The ancestor is dead..."

The elder next to him grabbed him, trying to pull him away.

"Master, hurry! It'll be too late if we don't leave now!"

Luo Tianxiong did not move.

He simply knelt there, looking at the sky, at the Changli Sky Ship that hovered like a god, and suddenly smiled.

"Walk?"

He opened his mouth, and his laughter was desolate.

"Which way?"

He turned his head and looked at the elder, his eyes devoid of any light.

"The Zhu family... never intended to give us a way out."

The gunfire in the sky gradually subsided.

The Zhu family's fleet began to lower its landing troops. Groups of Zhu family members jumped off the warships and landed on the ground to begin mopping up the remaining members of the Luo family.

The Luo family was wiped out.