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

Zhu Changfeng opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his throat felt blocked.

Zhu Changhe lowered his head, not daring to look at Yun Yi.

Some of the other elders turned their faces away, while others shrank back.

No one dared to oppose the empire.

No one dared to gamble with the entire Zhu family for a six-year-old child from another family.

The silence in the square was suffocating.

Zhu Wushen stood at a distance, clenching his fists. His lips moved a few times, but in the end, he said nothing.

He couldn't speak.

His opening remarks were a statement from the entire Zhu family.

He couldn't gamble with the Zhu family's wealth.

Yun Yi stood on the steps, looking at the elders' evasive gazes, at Zhu Changfeng's lowered head, and at Zhu Wutong's clenched and unclenched fists.

His face was expressionless.

Expected.

It has been from the very beginning.

In that game, when the white pieces were surrounded and killed, he knew this would be the outcome.

The Zhu family is unreliable, the elders are unreliable, and the clan elders are unreliable.

They can follow him for personal gain, or they can abandon him out of fear.

This is normal.

Yun Yi never relied on them.

In the midst of this silence, a figure rushed over from afar.

The figure wasn't moving fast; in fact, it was swaying precariously, as if it might fall from the sky at any moment.

But she rushed so fast that even the empty air beneath her feet trembled.

Crimson flames surged from her body, chaotic and violent. Her face was as pale as paper, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her pupils churned with an uncontrolled crimson hue.

Zhu Hongxing.

She rushed to Yun Yi, opened her arms, and stood in front of him.

"Who dares to harm my son?"

Her voice was hoarse and her breath was unsteady, but she pronounced those two words with great emphasis.

My son.

Zhu Changfeng looked up at the woman engulfed in uncontrolled flames and panicked.

"Zhu Hongxing! Wake up!"

He took a step forward, his voice trembling, "This extraterrestrial demon is just an imposter! He's not your son at all! Not from beginning to end!"

Zhu Changhe chimed in, "He has no blood relation to you whatsoever. How could someone be stolen in the embryonic stage and then studied by the God-Making Research Institute! It's all fake. He's not a true member of the Zhu family! And he can't possibly be your child!"

They were truly desperate at this moment and no longer cared about their past relationship of the past ten days.

Zhu Hongxing is one of only two living direct descendants of the Vermilion Bird bloodline in their family.

In their eyes, its importance is self-evident.

Although there are some other direct descendants, they survived because they did not use the No. 3 divine blood.

The clan elders are too old to continue the family line, so at this moment, the only pure-blooded direct descendant of the Zhu family who can still carry on the family line is Zhu Hongxing.

Zhu Hongxing did not turn around.

Her arms were still outstretched, blocking Yun Yi's way, just like when she first hugged him in that laboratory six years ago.

She spoke, her voice hoarse and stubborn.

"He is my son."

Zhu Changfeng opened his mouth.

Zhu Changhe lowered his head, unable to speak.

Zhu Hongxing's breathing became increasingly unstable, and the No. 3 divine blood in her body had not yet fully stabilized. Her body was trembling, but her feet did not move an inch.

Shen Can looked at her, frowned slightly, and then raised his hand.

There was a moment of silence in front of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

The elders of the Zhu family looked at each other, some sighed, some shook their heads, and some lowered their heads.

Shen Can watched this scene and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This is exactly what she wanted.

Let this six-year-old child see with his own eyes what will happen to the people he risked his life to protect in the face of an imperial execution order.

Let him see that everything he protected ends up standing against him, condemning him, questioning him, and denying him.

She wanted him to feel the despair of being abandoned by everyone.

This is undoubtedly the most desperate situation for a reincarnator who still has emotions.

That's right, through their extensive research on Yunyi.

And what they had done these past few days forced them to admit one thing: this reincarnator still retained something as non-existent as emotions.

Yun Yi stood behind Zhu Hongxing, looking at the slender figure blocking his way, and fell silent.

He stood before everyone, before the twelve patrolmen, and before the execution order.

His facial expression remained unchanged, except for a slight movement when Zhu Hongxing approached.

He turned his head and spoke to Yunling:

"Wait a minute, detonate those dozen or so divine weapons at one of the authorized users."

Yunling paused for a moment, then scratched her head, looking somewhat embarrassed:

"This doesn't seem like a good idea."

She lowered her voice, "There's a woman on the other side who's quite skilled in the ways of fate; underhanded tricks won't work."

She was referring to Shi Xuan, of course.

Although she could predict everything with her prophetic abilities, the madwoman opposite her, who was frantically burning through her lifespan, was the perfect counter to that.

Yun Yi shook his head: "Take another look."

Yunling was puzzled, but she still re-performed the Heavenly Dao Sand Table as required.

This time, her eyes widened suddenly.

There was something indescribable in her gaze as she looked at Yun Yi. Then she nodded.

"Okay, I'll go prepare."

She turned and ran out, carrying her large bundle on her back, her small figure quickly disappearing into the depths of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

Shen Can watched Yun Ling's departing figure, her brows furrowing slightly, but she didn't think much of it.

Although their target is Yunling, they estimate they have no chance unless they eliminate this authority holder who maliciously interferes with the Paradise of Reincarnation.

Therefore, Yunyi is still the priority.

She felt that was about right.

The execution order has been issued, and the Zhu family members have begun to waver, as there is no one left by the other party's side.

It's time to get started.

Shen Can raised his hand.

The twelve peak True God-level patrolmen moved simultaneously.

Twelve silver-white figures rose from all directions, surrounding the entire Vermilion Bird Palace in the center.

Each person's aura poured out as if it were tangible, and the combined pressure of the twelve peak True Gods caused the entire Jade Void Heaven to tremble.

The combined might of twelve peak True Gods was enough to raze the entire twentieth heaven to the ground.

And they only had one target.

In front of the Vermilion Bird Palace, there was a six-year-old child.

Zhu Hongxing felt a terrifying aura pressing down on her, her face turned pale, but she gritted her teeth and didn't retreat an inch.

Twelve attacks landed simultaneously.

Silvery-white beams of light converged from twelve directions, completely sealing off the space in front of the Vermilion Bird Palace. The light grew brighter and brighter, until it was blinding.

But Yunyi didn't look at those attacks.

He didn't even look at Shen Can.

He tilted his head slightly, feeling something churning inside his body.

Blood of God No. 16.

That power began to stir at some point, more intense than ever before, as if something had awakened from the deepest part of its bloodline and was struggling to break free.

He sensed it.

The 16th deity has awakened.

Moreover, it's not like the No. 3 deity who is simply woken up, sees who woke him up, and then falls back asleep.

This is a true and comprehensive awakening.

It wants to reclaim all of its divine blood.

Yun Yi could feel his blood boiling, his divine blood surging, and an extremely violent will piercing through the void from an unknown distance, pressing down directly on him.

That will was so terrifying that it made him frown slightly.

The God-Demon Devouring Heaven technique was activated at full power, suppressing the surging divine blood.

But it's only temporary.

As the awakening of God No. 16 deepens, that violent will will only grow stronger.

Yun Yi silently calculated in his mind.

At most one hour.

An hour later, God No. 16 will be fully awakened, and at that time, he will face a true god.

A god who awakens from an ancient slumber, filled with malice.

This is the real calamity.

Everything the other party was doing was just to buy time, so he couldn't care less about it.

Yes, an hour is enough.