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

Those forces that were still observing, calculating, and trying to gain some benefits from this conflict have all fallen silent.

One family, simultaneously fighting against three top families.

In less than half a day, the combined forces of the three top families were completely wiped out.

All nine space carriers were destroyed.

The demigods were almost all killed or wounded.

On the Zhu family's side, the loss was only three Zhu Huang Divine Meteors.

Although that thing was precious, the Zhu family obtained the entire three major families.

The elders of the Zhu family stood on the highest observation deck of the Vermilion Bird Palace, looking at the distant sky.

The clouds there were dyed a crimson gold by the artillery fire, but now that crimson gold is dissipating, revealing a pale blue sky.

"We won."

Zhu Changfeng murmured.

He stood on the observation deck, clutching the battle report in his hand, looking as if his bones had been removed.

"We really won."

The other elders stood beside him, each with a similar expression.

From the moment the Zhu family declared war on the Luo family to the annihilation of the three families' allied forces, only a dozen days passed.

Within ten days, the Zhu family became the only family in Jade Void Heaven.

This is something they never dared to imagine before, but now it has really happened.

And the person in charge of all this was a six-year-old child.

"resource."

Zhu Heng suddenly spoke, his voice slightly unsteady.

"The inventory of the three major families, their accumulation over millennia..."

He paused.

"All those resources combined are enough to make up for all our previous consumption, and we'll have dozens of times more."

More than a dozen elders looked at him at the same time.

Then a complex expression began to appear on their faces.

They were heartbroken before, heartbroken about the resources that were consumed.

But now?

The three families' inventory is enough for them to double their previous losses.

The heartache they felt then transformed into a dreamlike ecstasy.

"I made a profit."

Zhu Changfeng's voice trembled slightly.

"We made a killing."

The dozen or so elders took a deep breath at the same time.

Then they all looked towards the depths of the Vermilion Bird Palace, towards the six-year-old figure sitting in the study.

That child not only predicted that the three major families would continue to make moves, but also predicted the docking locations of their aircraft carriers and the locations where their trump cards were stored.

Then everything was arranged in advance.

This method, this scheming, this meticulously planned layout.

They recalled how they had previously thought to themselves that the child was too arrogant, too cocky, and too immature.

Looking back now, they just feel their faces burning.

Zhu Wutong stood at the back of the crowd, watching the elders' ecstatic expressions, but his own expression remained unchanged.

He turned and left the viewing platform, walked through the long corridor, and entered a secluded side hall.

Close the door and lock it.

He took something out of his sleeve.

It was a palm-sized jade communicator, entirely black, with an extremely complex array of runes engraved on its surface.

In the entire Zhu family, only two people possess this item.

One was Zhu Wutong himself.

The other one is the former head of the Zhu family.

The original family is gone, and now he's the only one left.

This communicator has only one function: to notify the ancestor who is in seclusion.

Zhu Wutong looked at the communicator in his hand and took a deep breath.

The three major families were almost wiped out.

Their true god ancestor certainly wouldn't sit still.

If the true god appears, the whole situation will completely spiral out of control.

Although the Zhu family's four starships were powerful, they were no different from paper in front of a true god.

There is only one way to resist the true god ancestor of the three major families.

Summon the patriarch of the Zhu family.

To be honest, before he came back, what he thought about most was how to persuade Yun Yi.

Even when the three major families declared war, he never thought he could win.

More than anything, they wanted to bring out the patriarch to take charge of the overall situation.

But everything that happened between his return and the destruction of the three major families happened too fast, so fast that he could hardly believe it.

The only way to save the Zhu family now is to summon the patriarch.

Zhu Wutong placed the communicator on his forehead and infused it with his divine sense.

The runes on the communicator slowly lit up, the light faint but steady.

He waited for a while.

A very weak and exhausted voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"No way through?"

"Ancestor."

Zhu Wutong's voice was very steady.

Something's happened.

Zhu Wutong held the communicator and recounted the recent events from beginning to end.

From the Luo family's provocation, Yun Yi's declaration of war, and Changli Tianzhou's annihilation of the Luo family, to the simultaneous attacks by dozens of smaller families and Yun Yi's order for their complete annihilation, to the three major families joining forces to deploy nine starships and three Zhuhuang Divine Meteorite missiles for precision strikes, and finally, four more carriers to encircle and wipe out the remaining forces.

He spoke very carefully, leaving out every single detail.

Although he had just returned, he memorized all the battle reports after just one glance.

There was silence on the other end of the communicator.

Silent for a long time.

So long that Zhu Wutong thought his ancestor on the other end of the communication channel had already passed away.

Finally, a weak and weary voice came from inside, carrying an almost helpless sigh.

"No way through."

The voice of Zhu Wushen, the patriarch of the Zhu family, was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

"Do you even believe what you just said?"

Zhu Wutong was silent for a moment, then gave a bitter smile.

"Ancestor, to be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it no matter who told me."

"A six-year-old child became the head of the Zhu family."

"Then, with the Zhu family in tow, they wiped out dozens of families within ten days."

"The combined forces of the three major families have been completely annihilated."

He paused, his voice carrying a complexity that even he himself couldn't quite explain.

"If this gets out, no one in the entire empire will believe it."

There was silence on the other end of the communicator.

After a long while, Zhu Wushen's voice rang out again, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

"Ninety percent of the Zhu family's direct descendants are dead, and all their top combat power is gone. You are the only demigod left struggling to hold on."

"Normally speaking, it would be quite good if we could retain even 10% of our territory."

"And then you tell me that the Zhu family found a six-year-old to be the head of the family, and then directly took over the entire Jade Void Heaven."

He chuckled softly, a laugh filled with weariness and absurdity.

"Wu Tong, if you've been possessed, blink twice."

Zhu Wutong's lips twitched.

"Ancestor, I wish I was joking, but it's true."

He sighed, pressed the communicator to his forehead, and transmitted all the battle reports, intelligence, and communication records of the day in one go, as if playing a scene from a movie.

After the transmission is complete.

Zhu Wushen on the other end of the communicator began to look through the documents.

The side hall was so quiet that only Zhu Wutong's breathing could be heard.

He could imagine the old ancestor's expression at that moment.

Every word in those battle reports challenged the understanding of an old man who had lived for thousands of years.

A six-year-old child wiped out the Luo family, pacified dozens of clans, and annihilated the allied forces of the three major families.

Any one of these points alone is outrageous enough.

If you put them all together, it's not just outrageous, it's a complete fantasy.

A long time passed.

Zhu Wushen's voice finally rang out again.

This time, his tone was clearly filled with strong emotions.

"Holy crap? What kind of overpowered genius did you find to be the head of the family?!"

Zhu Wushen remained silent for a few moments.

Then he spoke.

"I'm coming out."

Zhu Wutong let out a long breath and relaxed completely.

"Ancestor, you..."

"Stop talking," Zhu Wushen interrupted him. "I'm coming out now."

"If they don't come out soon, the Zhu family is truly finished."

The runes on the communicator slowly dimmed.

Zhu Wutong held the jade communicator, stood still, and looked up out the window.

The sky outside the window is slowly darkening, and the distant clouds are dyed golden-red by the setting sun, blending into the color of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

He suddenly felt a little dazed.

It all happened so fast, like a dream.

From the moment that child stepped through the Zhu family's gate, everything began to accelerate.

The Luo family was wiped out, dozens of clans were wiped out, and the three major families were also wiped out.

And all of this started less than half a month ago when Zhu Heng told him that a six-year-old kid wanted to be the head of their Zhu family.

He agreed, and that was all.