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

Wu Zhenyue did not speak, but the dense runes on his black heavy armor lit up one after another, and a heavy aura poured down, causing the space beneath his feet to crack inch by inch.

Long Xingyun remained silent, but Zhu Wushen's reflection was already visible in his narrow eyes.

Zhu Wushen took a deep breath.

The divine blood within his body was surging, and that rampaging power seemed to be stirred by something, suddenly becoming restless.

He forcibly suppressed it.

"Then let's go."

He spoke, his voice hoarse.

"I, Zhu Wushen, have lived for over a thousand years and have never been afraid of anyone."

The moment he finished speaking, Bai Zhantian made his move.

A beam of white light exploded from his palm, transforming into countless sword shadows that swept towards Zhu Wushen.

Each sword shadow carried the killing power of a true god, shattering the void and collapsing space wherever it passed.

Zhu Wushen formed hand seals, and crimson flames surged around his body, condensing into a huge Vermilion Bird Shield.

Thousands of sword shadows crashed against the shield, creating a deafening explosion.

The Vermilion Bird Shield trembled violently, and cracks spread from the point of impact, but it ultimately did not shatter.

Zhu Wushen spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several miles.

Bai Zhantian gave him no chance to catch his breath, and the second wave of attacks followed immediately.

This time, it's Wu Zhenyue.

With one step, he pressed down like a mountain, his fists slamming out with terrifying power enough to sink a continent.

Zhu Wushen barely managed to raise his arms to block.

boom!

His body was thrown backward by the impact, crashing through three floating islands before finally embedding itself in the rock wall of the fourth island.

"Ancestor!"

Zhu Wutong shouted hoarsely from below.

He tried to rush forward, but the aftershock of that god-level force pressed him firmly to the ground, preventing him from even standing up.

Zhu Wushen broke free from the rock wall, covered in blood, his breathing even more disordered.

But just as he regained his footing, Long Xingyun's attack arrived.

Silently.

A beam of azure light shot out from the void, like an invisible venomous snake, precisely piercing the gap in Zhu Wushen's protective flames.

A bloody gash appeared on Zhu Wushen's left shoulder, and his entire arm hung limply at his sides.

Three true gods.

Three opponents at the same level.

Zhu Wushen was in an unstable state, his divine blood running rampant.

He held on for less than ten breaths.

Bai Zhantian stood at a distance, looking at Zhu Wushen, who was covered in blood, with no change in his expression.

"Zhu Wushen".

He spoke.

"You can't stop us."

"Get out of the way."

"Or die."

Zhu Wushen stood in the air, covered in blood, his left arm hanging down, his breathing extremely disordered.

But he looked up.

"I told you."

He spoke, his voice hoarse, yet each word escaped his lips.

"If you want to destroy the Zhu family, you'll have to get past me first."

Bai Zhantian frowned slightly.

Then he raised his hand.

Thousands of sword shadows coalesced once more, this time denser, faster, and more ruthless than before.

Wu Zhenyue and Long Xingyun also moved at the same time.

Three true gods, three destructive forces, simultaneously pressed down on Zhu Wushen.

Zhu Wushen closed his eyes.

At this moment, the divine blood within his body completely went out of control, and crimson flames erupted from every pore of his body, enveloping his entire being.

His aura was rising wildly, but at the same time, his body was also crumbling.

At the cost of burning one's life.

To gain the strength for the final battle.

Crimson flames shot into the sky, transforming into a gigantic phantom of a Vermilion Bird with wingspans of countless miles, dyeing the entire sky crimson gold.

The Vermilion Bird cried out.

The sound pierced through the thirty-three heavens.

Just as the phantom of the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and rushed towards the three true gods.

Deep within the Vermilion Bird Palace.

Yun Yi sat on the dragon throne.

There was a chessboard in front of him.

On the chessboard, most of the white pieces have been captured, leaving only a few scattered around the edge.

One of them, all alone, is being besieged by the black pieces.

That white piece represents Zhu Wushen.

Yun Yi looked at the chessboard, pinched a white chess piece between his fingers, and gently turned it.

Then he raised his head and looked out the window at the phantom of the Vermilion Bird soaring into the sky, and at the aura of the three true gods.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"That's about it."

Just then, the window was kicked open, and a small figure squeezed in.

Yunling was carrying a package bigger than herself, covered with more than a dozen sealing talismans, which made her sway as she walked.

She casually fixed the window with her backhand, ran a few steps to Yun Yi, and slammed the package on the ground.

With a muffled thud, the floorboards trembled.

"Phew—I'm exhausted."

She wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead, put her hands on her hips, and looked up at Yun Yi sitting in front of the chessboard.

"The entire stock of the three top families is here; not a single penny was left for them."

She patted the large package, her tone tinged with a hint of pride.

"Including their ultimate trump cards, such as Heavenly Martial God Slayer, White Emperor God Destroyer, and Azure Profound Realm Breaker, they're all in there."

"When I sneaked in, not a single demigod was sent to guard those warehouses. Tell me, how incredibly careless are they?"

Yun Yi glanced down at the package, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, he twirled the white chess piece between his fingers.

Yunling leaned closer, curiously glanced at the chessboard, then looked at Yunyi's expressionless face, and couldn't help but speak.

"But speaking of which, what use do you have for these things?"

She tilted her head, and her two buns swayed with it.

"You refuse to run away, and you don't plan to let go of the Zhu family's current situation. It seems like these resources are of little use to you."

She counted on her fingers.

"You have the Starship, you've used the Godfall, and you don't lack those resources..."

She counted for a long time, then finally shrugged.

"I just can't figure it out."

Yun Yi placed the white chess piece back on the board and glanced at her.

"Who says it's useless?"

He spoke, his tone flat.

"You will know about the past."

Yunling's lips twitched when she heard these very riddle-like words.

She dragged over a chair, climbed onto it, and sat cross-legged.

The study fell silent, save for the sound of Yun Yi placing a piece and the distant cry of the Vermilion Bird outside the window.

The Vermilion Bird's long cry ended after the second note.

Immediately following was an extremely dull thud, as if something had been smashed to pieces.

Then the crimson-gold flame went out.

Yunling sat in the chair, turned her head to look out the window, her expression unchanged.

In that direction, Zhu Wushen's aura had already disappeared.

Zhu Wutong stood outside the Vermilion Bird Palace, looking up as the crimson-gold Vermilion Bird phantom in the sky was shattered by the combined attack of the three True Gods. He watched as Zhu Wushen's figure fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

"Ancestor—"

His roar was drowned out by the aftershocks of the clash with the true gods.

Bai Zhantian withdrew his hand, staring expressionlessly at Zhu Wushen's fallen corpse.

"it's over."

Wu Zhenyue silently put away his fist.

Long Xingyun stood at a distance, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, as if confirming something.

Three true gods stood in the air, with the Zhu family members looking down at them in despair.

Zhu Wutong knelt on the ground, trembling all over, his eyes red-rimmed.

Zhu Changfeng, Zhu Changhe, Zhu Heng, and a dozen other elders stood behind him, their faces ashen.

The ancestor has died.

The True God Ancestor died, and the last pillar of the Zhu family, even while burning his life force, still could not stop the three True Gods from joining forces.

ended.

everything is over.