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

Zhu Heng gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Yun Yi asked from behind.

"This is a big matter; I want to discuss it with the clan elders."

Zhu Heng quickly spoke up.

Yun Yi nodded upon hearing this.

"Alright, while you're at it, call that old guy back. Forget about those petty gains outside for now."

After hearing this, Zhu Heng quickly bowed and walked out without looking back.

He rushed to the communications room, dismissed everyone around him, locked the door, and dialed the private channel that only he knew about.

The communicator rang for a long time.

It went on for so long that Zhu Heng thought the other party wouldn't answer anymore.

Finally, an old and weary voice came from inside.

"What is it?"

"Elder! Something terrible has happened!"

Zhu Heng recounted everything that had happened that day from beginning to end: the patriarch's declaration of war against the Luo family, the destruction of the Luo family, the threat of war against all of them, and the expulsion of those involved in the marriage alliance—he poured it all out.

He spoke so quickly and urgently that he almost bit his tongue several times.

There was a long silence on the other end of the communicator.

So long that Zhu Heng thought communication had been cut off.

Then the aged voice sighed.

"Try to calm him down first."

Zhu Heng panicked: "Elder, I can't calm him down! That child won't listen to me at all!"

"I said, keep him calm."

The voice on the other end suddenly became heavier, carrying an undeniable weariness.

"I'll be right back."

Communication was lost.

Zhu Heng stood there, holding the communicator, listening to the busy tone on the other end, feeling as if his bones had been removed.

The wind blew in through the crack in the door, making the back of his neck feel cold.

He stood there stunned for a while before he came to his senses, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and went out.

No.

He can't handle this alone; we need to find a few more people.

Zhu Heng strode through the corridor, turned into the elders' council hall, and pushed open the door.

Inside, five or six elders were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting. When they saw Zhu Heng enter, they all looked up.

"Elder Heng, what's wrong? You look so pale."

Zhu Heng closed the door, took a deep breath, and then repeated Yun Yi's words verbatim.

There was a two-second silence in the council chamber.

Then it exploded.

"What?! A declaration of war against all?!"

"Expel all those who marry into other families? How many people would that mean leaving?"

"Has the patriarch gone mad?"

"A six-year-old child doesn't understand; Elder Heng, you must persuade him to stop!"

"This isn't how a head of the family behaves; he's pushing the Zhu family into a fire pit!"

The elders chattered amongst themselves, their faces growing increasingly grim.

An elder with a thick beard suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the table.

"No, we can't let him get away with this! We'll go to him together, explain the consequences, and if he doesn't listen, then we'll—"

Zhu Heng looked at him coldly.

The bearded man opened his mouth, but swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

What?

To dismiss the head of the family?

Putting aside Yun Yi's terrifying talents such as being at the seventh level at six years old, possessing the second divine bloodline, and having a divine phantom, the clan elders have already given their approval. Who can dismiss him?

Besides, who would dare to go?

The feeling of them kneeling on the ground when Yun Yi released his imperial aura that day is still etched into their bones.

The council chamber fell silent.

The elders looked at each other, none of them knowing what to do.

After a long silence, Zhu Heng sighed.

"Let's go, let's go together."

So, the elders called over ten other elders who were out working, and a total of more than a dozen elders came to Yunyi's study in a grand procession.

Yun Yi was sitting behind his desk, reading the century-long plan written by Yun Ling. He didn't even look up when he heard the knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door opened, and more than a dozen elders filed in and stood in a row in front of the desk.

The leader was Elder Zhu Changfeng, who cleared his throat and tried to make his tone sound respectful and earnest.

"Master, we have come here without permission to discuss the matter you just mentioned."

Yun Yi put down the plan in his hand and looked around at them.

"Which thing?"

"It's about... declaring war on all of them." Zhu Changfeng carefully chose his words. "Patriarch, we understand that you want to establish your authority, but declaring war on all of them is too risky."

"The Luo family is just a mid-sized family. We can let it go after we fought them, but what about the other forces, especially those top-tier families—"

"So?" Yun Yi interrupted him.

Zhu Changfeng felt a tightness in his throat as he was stared at by those dark eyes.

"Therefore... please reconsider, Master."

"I've thought it over."

Yunyi leaned back in his chair, his fingers interlaced on his knees.

"Since you all think declaring war on all at once is too hasty, then so be it."

The dozen or so elders were all taken aback.

can?

You agreed so easily?

Before they could even catch their breath, they heard Yun Yi's next words.

"Then let's not announce it all yet."

"But starting tomorrow, anyone who dares to test the Zhu family, anyone who dares to oppose me, will be declared war upon."

The study was quiet for a moment.

Zhu Changfeng opened his mouth: "Patriarch, this..."

Yun Yi stood up before he could finish speaking.

He stood behind the desk, his six-year-old frame not very tall, but the moment he stood up straight, the air in the study suddenly seemed to sink.

A dark yellow light rose from his body, and the imperial pressure spread out as if it were a tangible force, causing the pages on the desk to rustle and the paintings on the wall to tremble slightly.

The dozen or so elders froze at the same time.

My knees feel weak.

My back feels cold.

That feeling returned—the indifference of sitting high above the heavens, looking down upon the masses of ants, carrying an unquestionable majesty, as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching them, ready to crush them if they uttered a single wrong word.

Yun Yi looked at them and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"This time, there's no room for negotiation."

The study was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Among the dozen or so elders, several had trembling knees and their foreheads were covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

Zhu Changfeng's lips moved twice, but he ultimately didn't dare to speak again.

They knew they couldn't persuade them anymore.

And to be honest, this plan is much better than the previous "declaration of war on all sides".

Declaring war on all sides would be tantamount to the Zhu family provoking everyone, and they would surely perish.

But if the policy is to "declare war on anyone who dares to test the waters," then it's tantamount to handing the choice over to someone else.

As long as no one provokes the Zhu family, nothing will happen.

Given the fate of the Luo family today, it's unlikely that anyone will dare to test the waters tomorrow.

Zhu Heng silently did some mental calculations and came to a conclusion that made him feel somewhat at ease.

In the short term, there should be no problem.

He lowered his head and, along with the other elders, bowed respectfully.

"I will obey the master's orders."

Yun Yi withdrew his oppressive aura, sat back in his chair, and picked up the century-long plan again.

"Everyone, get out."

The dozen or so elders, as if granted a pardon, filed out of the study.

After the door closed, the sound of exhaling echoed through the corridor, as if people had just been pulled out of the water.

"I can't live like this anymore..." an elder muttered in a low voice.

"Shh, keep your voice down. If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

"Let's go, let's go. Be on your best tomorrow and don't let anything go wrong."

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

In the study.

As soon as Yun Yi finished speaking, a small head peeked out from behind the screen on the side of the study.

With her two buns bobbing, Yunling popped out from behind the screen, clutching a handful of melon seeds as she walked over, cracking them open.

"Are you really planning to launch a full-scale war?"

She jumped onto the chair opposite Yun Yi, sat cross-legged, and casually tossed the sunflower seed shells onto the table.

"Brother, you need to understand that besides the Zhu family, there are three other top-tier families in the entire Jade Void Heaven, all of whom have True God Ancestors overseeing them."

She counted on her fingers.

"The Bai family, with Bai Hu as their number 12 god, specializes in killing. Their true god ancestor, Bai Zhantian, is a notorious warmonger."

"The Wu family, the number 14 deity Xuanwu, is in charge of defense. The true god ancestor Wu Zhenyue has lived for 30,000 years. He is an old tortoise who rarely comes out of his shell, but his shell is ridiculously hard."

"The Long family, with the number 46 deity Azure Dragon, who is in charge of transformation, and the true god ancestor Long Xingyun, who is the youngest and also the most cunning. It is said that he is good at stealth and sneak attacks, and no one knows where his true body is."