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

Zhu Wutong withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The trouble is yet to come.

The true god ancestors of the three major families will never let this go.

……

really.

Just as the Zhu family fleet began plundering the territories of the three major families and transporting resources, the world changed.

The first thing to change was the color of the sky.

The sky above Jade Void Heaven was originally a pale gold color, with soft and warm clouds, but in that instant, the entire sky suddenly turned dark red.

It was as if something was pressing down from above, and the light of day was blocked by an invisible shadow.

Immediately afterwards, three auras descended from the sky.

Those three auras were extremely terrifying.

Each surge was like a mountain collapsing or a sea overflowing, carrying a sense of oppression that transcended the level of a demigod and was enough to make the entire Jade Void Heaven tremble.

True God.

Three true gods.

The first aura came from the East.

It was an old man dressed in a white robe, tall and with white hair and beard. He was surrounded by a strong aura of killing intent, and his eyes were like two sharp swords. Wherever he swept, the void trembled slightly.

Bai Zhantian, the True God Ancestor of the Bai Family.

The second aura came from the north.

He was a burly old man, dressed in heavy black armor, with a face as red as a date, giving off an extremely heavy sense of oppression, as if he himself were an insurmountable mountain.

The True God Ancestor of the Wu Family, Wu Zhenyue.

The third aura came from the west.

He was a tall, thin old man, dressed in a blue robe, with a sinister face and a pair of narrow eyes that held an unfathomable coldness.

The true god ancestor of the Long family, Long Xingyun.

The three people appeared at the edge of the Zhu family's territory almost at the same time.

They hovered in the air, with the few remaining members of their respective clans behind them.

Very few.

Only three people remained behind the Bai family.

Only two members of the Wu family remained behind.

Only one member of the Long family remained.

The three major families joined forces and deployed nine space carriers and 300,000 warships, but in the end, fewer than ten people returned alive.

Looking at the three Bai family members behind him, covered in blood and barely breathing, Bai Zhantian's eyes, sharp as swords, simmered with a fury powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

"The Zhu family."

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it resonated throughout the entire Jade Void Heaven like a thunderclap.

"What a fine Zhu family."

Wu Zhenyue remained silent, but the heavy aura around him was rising wildly, and the space beneath his feet was being crushed inch by inch by him.

Long Xingyun didn't speak, he just stood there, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

The three people's gazes pierced through the clouds and across the void, landing on the crimson palace complex in the distance.

The Zhu family.

Everything happened too fast.

When they emerged from seclusion, the first message they received was, "The allied forces of the three major families have been completely annihilated."

They thought the messenger had gone mad.

The three major families joined forces, with nine starships, 300,000 warships, and dozens of demigods.

How could the Zhu family, whose direct descendants had been wiped out by 90%, be completely wiped out?

But the facts are undeniable.

The fleet was gone, the demigods were dead, and even the wreckage of the star carrier sank into the depths of the void.

Their family is reduced to just these few people.

The only difference between this and the extermination of the entire clan is that these three ancestors are still alive.

"Let's go."

Bai Zhantian spoke, his voice completely flat.

"Destroy the Zhu family."

He took the first step, his figure transforming into a streak of white light as he sped towards the Vermilion Bird Palace.

Wu Zhenyue and Long Xingyun followed at the same time.

The three true gods were incredibly fast, covering half the distance of Jade Void Heaven in an instant.

The Zhu family's border defenses were like paper before them, collapsing at the slightest touch.

The alarm blared throughout the entire Zhu family compound, but no one had time to react.

The moment the three auras of true gods descended, all the Zhu family members froze in place.

The sense of oppression was too strong.

So strong that even breathing becomes difficult, so strong that one cannot even lift a single finger.

Zhu Wutong stood outside the Vermilion Bird Palace, his face grim as he watched the three figures rapidly approaching from the horizon.

Four space carriers have been urgently launched, but they are no match for the true god.

Zhu Wutong clenched his fists.

Although he was at the peak of demigod status, he didn't even have the right to make a move against three true gods.

Just as the three figures were about to reach the sky above the Vermilion Bird Palace.

A figure rose from the depths of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

He wore a faded gray robe, his hair was gray, his face was withered, and his body was so thin that he looked as if he would be blown away by the wind.

But his aura.

That was a power that completely transcended the level of a demigod.

Although weak and unstable, it was indeed the breath of a true god.

Zhu Wushen hovered in mid-air, blocking the way for the three true gods.

His face looked terrible, pale with an unnatural flush, his lips were purple, and his breathing was so disordered that he seemed about to collapse at any moment.

When the No. 3 deity, Suzaku, awakened, he was in seclusion attempting to break through to the mid-stage of True Godhood.

That rampaging force nearly tore him apart.

He survived, but the divine blood within him remains unstable, greatly reducing his combat power.

At this moment, standing before three True Gods of the same realm, he felt as if his old bones were being roasted over a fire.

"Bai Zhantian, Wu Zhenyue, Long Xingyun."

He spoke, his voice hoarse as he announced three names.

"The Zhu family acknowledges the affairs of the three of you."

He paused.

"But if you want to destroy my Zhu family, I, Zhu Wushen, will not allow it."

Bai Zhantian looked at him and sneered.

"You think you can stop the three of us by yourself?"

Zhu Wushen remained silent for a moment.

Then he spoke, his tone calm.

"Before you took action, I had already informed the Empire of the entire incident."

He raised his hand, and a jade communicator appeared in his palm.

"The Imperial Rangers will intervene soon."

"The Empire will make a judgment on the cause, process, and outcome of this matter."

"If the three of you make a move now, you will be defying the imperial decree."

Bai Zhantian paused for a moment.

Wu Zhenyue frowned.

Long Xingyun's eyes narrowed even more.

empire.

These two words weighed heavily on the heads of every power.

The Rangers are the Empire's agency specifically responsible for managing extraordinary forces. Any conflict involving true gods must be adjudicated by the Rangers.

Taking action without authorization is tantamount to challenging the authority of the empire.

In particular, if a true god attacks someone below the true god level, they will be directly subject to the empire's judgment.

But just as Zhu Wushen's voice fell...

The communicator in his palm suddenly lit up.

Then it went dark.

Zhu Wushen was taken aback.

He looked down at the communicator in his palm and channeled his divine sense into it again.

No response.

The runes on the communicator lit up briefly before quickly going out.

It looked like it had been cut in half by something.

He tried three times in a row, and each time he got the same result.

Zhu Wushen's face darkened.

Bai Zhantian watched his actions and suddenly laughed.

"Send a message?"

He spoke, his voice almost overflowing with murderous intent.

"You can't get it out."

Zhu Wushen raised his head and stared at him.

Bai Zhantian offered no explanation, but slowly raised his hand, his aura of killing intent surging.

"My Bai family's starship is gone, all the demigods are dead, and only three disciples remain."

His voice was flat, so flat it sent chills down your spine.

I don't care whether you spread it or not.

"Today, the Zhu family must be destroyed."