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

When the gunfire subsided and the sky turned blue again, there were no more demigods standing on the battlefield.

The representatives of the small families who surrendered knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

The elders of the Zhu family were both surprised and delighted to see this.

To be honest, at the moment they declared war, none of them expected to win so decisively.

Three space carriers and countless space warships, under Yun Yi's command, fought a textbook-level annihilation battle.

They barely had to exert any effort before the battle was over.

The dozen or so elders gathered together to discuss it and decided that this would be acceptable.

The scapegoating has been enough.

With so many families surrendering and accepting their submission, at least the Zhu family's mid-level fighting strength can be replenished.

So they excitedly went to Yunyi's study, reported their results, and then tentatively suggested:

"Patriarch, can we accept those families that have surrendered?"

Yun Yi sat behind his desk, holding the battle report in his hand, turning the pages one by one.

"Accept?" He glanced at the elder who had spoken.

"Who said that?"

The elder opened his mouth.

"Patriarch, they do have considerable fighting strength; accepting them can bolster our forces..."

"Replenish their strength?" Yun Yi closed the battle report and placed it on the table, his tone calm. "Today they can be bribed by the three major families to test the Zhu family, and tomorrow they can be bribed by other families to stab them in the back."

"A bunch of opportunists."

He stood up and walked to the window.

"Leave no one alive."

The elders were stunned.

"But patriarch, with so many families, wouldn't it be too much to wipe them all out..."

"I said," Yun Yi turned his head, looking at him calmly.

"Leave no one alive."

His tone was flat, but the undeniable pressure made several elders' throats tighten simultaneously.

No one spoke again.

The moment the news spread, the entire Jade Void Heaven fell silent.

None of the families that surrendered were spared.

They were all wiped out.

All the clan's experts were killed, their stronghold was destroyed, and their resources and territory were taken over by the Zhu family.

Not a single one was left.

Seven days.

Just seven days.

From the time the Zhu family declared war until all the provocateurs were wiped out, it only took seven days.

Within seven days, dozens of families disappeared from the map of Jade Void Heaven.

The Zhu family's fleet patrolled the skies above Jade Void Heaven. Wherever they went, all forces closed their doors tightly, not even daring to open their windows wide.

The three major families.

The Bai family, the Wu family, and the Long family.

The three top families fell silent simultaneously.

The three families sat in the council chamber for a whole day, the tea was changed seven times, but no one spoke first.

Bai Qingcang sat in the main seat, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously, his gaze sometimes falling on the window and sometimes on the battle report on the table.

The battle report was very detailed.

Within seven days, the power of dozens of families was completely eradicated.

Of the nearly one hundred demigod ancestors, those who were alive were practically nonexistent.

Wherever Zhu's fleet passed, even ruins were crushed into powder.

What sent chills down Bai Qingcang's spine was the last part of the battle report.

"The Zhu family fleet's artillery fire has a 100% hit rate."

Bai Qingcang finally couldn't hold back and broke the silence.

"The foundation has definitely been greatly depleted."

His voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Three space carriers, 100,000 warships, operating at full power for seven days a year."

"Even during the Zhu family's heyday, it would have taken several decades to recover from this kind of drain."

Wu Ju sat opposite him, his face dark, and said nothing.

Long Qingyun leaned against the window, holding the jade chess piece in his hand, turning it over and over.

"There is definitely some consumption," Long Qingyun finally spoke, his voice calm and unhurried. "But the problem is that while this consumption isn't much, it's far from causing serious damage."

The council chamber fell silent again.

After a long while, Wu Ju finally spoke in a deep voice.

"The energy expenditure is one thing, but what's really keeping me up at night isn't this."

He raised his head and glanced at Bai Qingcang and Long Qingyun.

"It's that commander."

Bai Qingcang's fingers stopped.

Long Qingyun's chess piece stopped moving.

"Seven days." Wu Zhenyue's voice was low. "Nearly a hundred demigods, from dozens of different families, each with their own specialties. Some specialize in fire magic, some are proficient in array formations, some specialize in the soul, and some excel in speed."

"But all of their fighting habits were completely calculated."

"Every breakout, every convergence, every attempt to concentrate fire on the aircraft carrier was precisely predicted."

"It's like someone revealed all their cards before the war even started."

He paused, his tone unusually solemn.

"What's even more terrifying is the accuracy of those artillery shots."

"hundred percent."

"Not a single shot was wasted, not a single shell missed its mark."

"Every shot hits the weakest point of the shield, the gap during formation changes, and the interval between combined attacks."

"This level of precision, this level of prediction, can only mean one thing."

Bai Qingcang added, "The Zhu family has a tactical commander who is almost superhuman."

Wu Ju nodded.

"You know, every time we use a starship of this level, we're lucky if we get a one in ten hits, let alone one in a hundred."

"And it's at a level far beyond our imagination."

Long Qingyun remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke. "Do you think it's possible that it could be the patriarch of the Zhu family?"

Bai Qingcang and Wu Ju both looked at him at the same time.

"What if he's commanding from the flagship? With that old guy's True God strength, he might be able to do it."

"Won't."

Wuju shook his head. "A true god is a true god, and command is command. These two cannot be equated. If someone truly had such command abilities, they would have become famous long ago."

"Who could it be?" Bai Qingcang frowned. "When did the Zhu family produce such a person? How come we haven't heard a thing?"

The three people looked at each other, none of them able to give an answer.

"Could it be..." Long Qingyun hesitated for a moment, "...that it really is that six-year-old young master of the family?"

Bai Qingcang glanced at him.

The weapon also glanced at him.

Then all three of them shook their heads at the same time.

"Six years old." Bai Qingcang's tone carried a hint of self-mockery. "Even the most extraordinary child couldn't achieve this level in a battle of this scale."

He didn't finish speaking, but his meaning was clear.

Then they wouldn't be called geniuses, they'd be called monsters.

The council chamber fell silent once again.

After a long while, Bai Qingcang finally spoke, his voice tinged with weariness.

"Forget it."

He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. "Most of our vassals and subordinates are dead."

"The Zhao family, the Qian family, the Sun family, along with dozens of smaller families, are all gone."

"If we don't take action now, it will indeed damage the reputation of our top family."

He knew how powerless he was when he said those words.

Wu Ju and Long Qingyun both looked at him.

"Since you want to fight," Wugu said expressionlessly, "then go ahead."

Bai Qingcang's lips twitched, and he fell silent.